Sean the Killer (Sequel to Sara the Reaper)

Paths Crossed

I walked back up the dam and ran to the center of town. I looked for Sean through the streets until I saw someone walk up to this white house. The house was not very kept up, but it was not total trash either. I saw the familiar dirty blond hair of Sean as he looked into the house with a sadistic grin. He climbed into an open window not making a sound. I followed him into the house and I see a man that looks like an older version of Sean. It must have been his father. Sean was behind a corner looking at his father with a sadistic stare. I knew what was going to happen. This was Sean's fight that he always wanted.

"Hello Jon." I watched as he came out from his hiding spot and stabbed his father in the back when he was not looking and pushed him onto the gas stove causing his father to get a burn on his hand. Sean's father stumbled back trying to get away from Sean.

"Do you remember me?" Sean asked him. His father didn't answer so Sean stabbed his leg making him bellow in pain.

"Do you remember me!?" Sean yelled at him. 

"S-Sean?" His father finally said. Sean's smile became demented.

"You left me a long time ago. Do you remember what you said to me before you left?" Sean asked. Sean's father froze. He wasn't sure what to do. Sean stepped close for every second that he did not answer. Sean had him backed into a corner, Sean began to chuckle within his own insanity. 

"Go to sleep, My child." Sean said stabbing his father in the knee. Sean's dad tried to grab him but Sean was faster. Sean laughed as he ran passed an open doorway. Sean's father got up and limped away from where Sean was and tried to reach the telephone, I saw the electricity box attached to the house and smashed it with my scythe. The lights went out and so did the phone. Sean's father must have panicked because he fell onto his bad leg and tried to get up the stairs but was failing miserably. I heard footsteps coming towards Sean's father. He was still trying to get up the stairs crawling with a mangled leg. Sean walked to his father slowly carrying a machete in his hand dragging it across the ground. Sean's father seemed to freeze in fear. Sean raised the machete with both hands.

"Go to sleep, My Child." Sean said while bringing down the machete onto his father's chest and then he stabbed him with the machete over and over again into there was organs exposed and blood everywhere, even on the ceiling. Sean walked out of the house, his black hoodie covered in blood. I jumped off of the house and saw Sean look at me.

"You saw that, was it awesome?" he said with happiness bursting from his voice. I nodded my head. Denzel turned his head to the road. I looked to the road to see someone walking in the darkness.

"I gotta say, that was really cool." The voice of a girl said as she stepped out of the shadows.