The Angel of Death

21 1 0
                                    

Nothing was normal about this case. Not even the 9-1-1 call. The call started with the normal "9-1-1 what's your emergency?" But then it was followed with "Make sure your officers are strong before they follow my trail. Then the call ended. We traced it down to a house In the middle of no where. We knocked on the door, no answer, we knocked again, no answer, finally we decided to break down the door. God I wish we hadn't.

The door swung open on rusty hinges. As soon as we stepped inside the house all we could smell was corpes. There was blood everywhere, but no bodies. That is until my partener told me to look up. In the air, suspended by railroad spikes and ropes, was a mother and her two children. All of their skin had been removed via knife. The mother had been put into a position that looked almost Angelic with the two children as her wings. But on thing that shook me the most was their faces.

The mother's eyes had needles through her pupils and the children had no eyes at all. The ends of all of their lips were nailed to their cheekbones forcing them to have a grotesque smile.

The door closed slowly enough so that we couldn't hear it. We were both still in shock of what we were witnessing. "W-What is this?" I finally asked horrified.
I heard a creak in the floor behind us.

"My work"

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Oct 02, 2016 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

My Horror CollectionWhere stories live. Discover now