Murder through my eyes

Chapter 1

I can feel his blood on my tongue and I can still hear the delicious sound of his screams ringing through my ears, his cries for mercy were pitiful as if he thought if he beged me to stop that it would have an effect as if I would give up this delightful thrill and allow him to escape me, as if he thought I cared that he would die if I didn't....stop.

He made an effort at one last merciful scream and I slowly traced the knife up to his chest and plunged into down as the glorious thick red blood trickled down and finally the sweat release of his final heaving breath.

His body limp and lifeless in my hands as I drag him to the edge of the lake, I lightly nudge him and I hear the splash echo in the silence of the forest, I stay standing there for a second breathing in the cool winter air. Washing my hands in the lake I then straighten my tie and get back into my car near the cottage and head down to the getaway.

This weekend would be easier now that I'd had my release, I chose well with that last one and the taste still heavenly trickling down my throat and on the tip of my tongue.He had almost been perfect, and at that moment my eye catches an even more perfect specimen. Was it true had I been so lucky to have seen two perfect specimen within two days.I had to seeze this opportunity, my tongue sparking with anticipation I had to get closer to smell the sweet smell of this perfect specimen.

I can see him clearly now, he had been talking to Mr vales probably one of the new assistants or apprentices who had been invited this weekend to get a taste of the company, which meant I had a perfect chance and he was young, the younger ones always have a better taste and have more to live for so their screams are more invigorating.