Coffee In The Morning

Prolouge: The Wind Blows West

NOTE: THIS IS NOT BASED ON ANY ACTUAL EVENTS. I PICKED A RANDOM SORORITY IN A SCHOOL I LIVE BY, I HAVE NO KNOWLEDGE OF ANY ACTS OF RHO LAMBDA, I JUST NEEDED A STORY.

                  Prologue:   

The land was flat, no trees or hills in sight. In a lone abandoned barn, chains rattled in the wind. The wood creaked with age. A hole in the roof let in moonlight, illuminating a girl in a chair. Her silky dyed blond hair was matted with dirt and blood. Her wrists were raw from struggling in the ropes that bound her to her doom. She tried to cry quietly, but every now and again a sob escaped through the gag in her mouth. She had been there a few days maybe, she couldn’t tell. She looked down at her dark tan legs, she wished she had worn more than her Nike shorts and a long college sweater. A mouse scurried on the floor. She flinched and let out a small scream. She despised rodents along with anything that disturbed her perfect little life. As darkness began to coax the innocent into sleep, the door flew open and startled the girl into full alert. Two figures stood in the doorway, their shadows falling on their prey.

“How much do you think this girl sleeps around?” Asked a deep male voice.

“As much as any other college slut I suppose,” replied a high pitched voice.

As the captors moved closer, the girls blue eyes widened and she tried to scream, “SHUT UP!” yelled the male. He slapped her across the face. She looked up to a face, she knew him from somewhere. But before it registered in her mind that he was indeed in the victims Latin History 101 class, she felt a searing pain in her leg. Blood oozed down her leg and into the chair as he stabbed a knife into her thigh.

The gag fell from her mouth and a scream tore from her cracked, dry, lips. She was quickly silenced by a small but hard fist to her face. She looked up to see a mask that looked like a broken doll. The eerie smile was ear to ear and stitched shut. Blood was seeping from the eye holes. There was heavy red on the lips and bright pink on the cheeks and stitches over the mouth from ear to ear. Behind the mask, cold blue eyes glared out.

Though the mouth did not move, the woman asked, “What sorority are you in, whore?”

“R-r-rho Lambda” the girl whimpered. She had been on her way to a meeting from her hair salon when someone had drugged her from behind. She mentally reminded herself to not get her hair done at 9 PM in the dark anymore… if she survived this.

In response to her answer, the masked figure chuckled and took out an oversized meat cleaver. She skipped closer to her victim and giggled, enjoying the terror filling every fiber of the girls being. “Now, how has it been? There have been rumors of hazing, and we all know that’s illegal.” She caressed her blade, eager to use it.

“There was no hazing! Just different-” another scream echoed in the dusty old barn as the woman threw the cleaver along the poor girls face.

“That’s a lie! I know the process, I went through it… They made you do dirty things didn’t they? You did dirty things to other dirty girls and boys… isn’t that right you little slut?”

“NO! No, I didn’t-” and again, the masked villain gave a huge gash to the college girl on her pretty, makeup caked face. “Okay! Yes, there was a lot of things they asked us to do” she began to sob with shame, “And I did all of them. I did everything they wanted us to do. And now I’m in charge of making other freshmen to the same this coming semester!” Tears were pouring down her face now. Underneath the mask, the woman smiled and laughed again. “I don’t know why you’re crying. You know you liked all of it, you slut. No need to pretend in front of us. After all, we are the only people you’re going to see before we kill you.”

The girl began to sob harder, terrified, alone, and ashamed. Her head bowed and she felt her tears fall on her bare legs. They said they were going to kill her, and she believed them. She thought of her parents, her girlfriends, and her boyfriend. How they would all miss her and be crying, and confused about how she had gotten into this situation.

She wondered if it would hurt to die.

The victim began to hyperventilate, and passed out.

The team untied the girl and threw her onto the floor with a thud. After stabbing her in the heart, the male took a saw from the wall and exchanged devilish glances with his accomplice. Together, they dismembered the body and took out the organs. Soaked in blood and moonlight, the murderers drug their assigned parts into the field. After making a V with a half circle on it, they organized the organs into Greek letters that represented the sorority the girl had been a member of. The woman lifted her mask up and gave the male a passionate kiss. The two figures, bathed in blood and moonlight, embraced and locked lips. Then, she headed east, and he went west, phase one of the plan complete.