I was going insane. It was obvious. And I was loving it. I walked through my house to the basement where I was keeping my latest victim. I had the perfect idea and the perfect way to kill them. I smiled to myself as I continuously rethought it over and over again. My smile grew wider and wider. I got to the basement and swung around the door. "Hello, my little chickabiddy," I cooed. I watched them struggle helplessly. I smiled more, laughing. I strode over to my cabinet of wonderful supplies. I looked through to find the exact things I was looking for. Ah, here it is. I pull out a vial with a green liquid and some water. I look at the fire sprinkler above my victim. Fantastic. I smirked. I pushed them out of the chair for a moment as I mixed the water and the green liquid. I hooked the solution into the sprinkler's function and placed my victim back on the chair. I looked at them eye level. "Sorry, but this is too fun to quit." I walked towards the exit and turned on the sprinkler. I watched them scream and writhe in pain. I smelt their flesh burning and be eaten away. "Don't you just LOVE the scent of burning flesh!?" I asked as I laughed maniacally and watched it eat past their skin and muscle to vital organs and watched them slowly and painfully die as I laughed louder and louder, satisfaction feeding the growing levels of my insanity.
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Random Short Stories
General FictionThese are only short stories I may randomly come up with at school. They'll probably seem unfinished, but they most likely are finished. Sorry if you're disappointed with the content. And I kinda have a dark mind, so please, be slightly warned.
