Blood Lust {Laughing Jack}

Chapter Twelve~

-Ella

The people finally leave the basement and we both sigh in relief. We look at the clock on the wall

3:07 am.

We quickly move to the bottom of the stairs and look up to be met by complete darkness. we quietly and slowly go up the stairs. We hear someone going into the living room upstairs and we quickly hide in the kitchen, behind the island. We watch as the person grabs a phone from the coffee table and then leaves the room. we hear them go up another flight of stairs and we sigh in relief.

We silently crouch run around the main floor to see no life what so ever. we then get to the front of the house were here is a grand staircase. We look up it to see four doors, one is open. we silently go up the stairs and I slip into the dark room. I see a little boy laying in bed, fast asleep. I smile largely as I approach the boy. The boy starts to awaken and see me, sitting on his floor with a smile. he looks at me puzzled.

"W-Who are you?" the little boy stutters making me silently chuckle.

"Ella" I say simply. "What's your name?" I ask the boy.

Tommy, what are you doing here?" he ask, a little bit more calm.

"I came here to play!" I say, falsely ecstatic.Tommy laughs as he smiles. he gets off the bed and sits on the floor in front of me.

"What are we going to play?" Tommy whispers.

"It's called Pop Goes The Weasel!" I say in an excited tone.

"Oo! Oo! I wanna play!" Tommy says as he claps his hands. "But I never have played before, can you show me how?" he ask me.

"I'm more than delighted to" I say with a large smile as he shoots me a confused look. "Sure" I say simply, realizing he didn't understand me. I believe Tommy is about I'd say... 6 years old?... Yes he looks like it.

"Yay!" he says ecstatic.

"Okay, so you first need this" I say, pulling my knife from my hoodie, his eyes go big.

"Mommy says I can't play with those!" he proclaims to me as he scoots back from me.

"I already asked mommy, it's okay" I flash him my best smile. "Now, you have to sit in my lap" I say to Tommy. He sits on my lap with a smile. I look in the mirror in front of us and smile. "Now I put the knife to your neck"

"Okay" he gulps. I put the knife to his neck and look in the mirror.

"This would be a perfect picture!" I exclaim. He giggles. "Now we sing" I say to Tommy and he smiles.

"All Around The Mulberry Bush, The Monkey Chased The Weasel, The Monkey Thought 'Twas All In Fun, Pop!" I chop Tommy's head clean off and I start to laugh. I watch his head roll on the floor. "Goes The Weasel" I say in the midst of laughing.

I move the his body off of me and stand up. Jack is standing in the hall, staring at the scene in awe.

"What?" I snap at him. He doesn't respond. I head towards the boys window and jump out. Jack does as well and closes the window behind me. We fall to the ground and run into the forest. I hear screams of sadness but I ignore them.

Better luck next time little boy...