K A L O P S I A

FOURTEEN

She was going to surprise him
He gave her presents and his own surprises
All the time
It was about time she returned the favour

Dressing up in new sexy red lingerie
hidden by a thick, black wool coat
she was armed with sky high stilettos
and a bottle of wine
red wine

The dashing porcelain mansion however was quiet
uncharacteristically quiet
She could not smell his cologne in the air
nor the delicious, metallic stench of blood
she could not hear his baritone humming
which he did whilst he dealt with his victims

Tip toeing her way down
to the shed in the woods
she was vexed at first
however the thought of him claiming her on the forest floor
was thrilling
she increased her pace

The cabin sat like a squashed brown cardboard box
the slatted door was slightly ajar
stepping closer
an icy hand wrapped itself around her heart
and squeezed

And squeezed
and squeezed
till her heart all but stopped beating