I kneel by the girl to take her away from the makeshift grave when I notice her body moving up and down very slowly, she's breathing still. I have two options now; kill her because she survived and might have seen me, or leave her alive in a different location and make it look like a simple mugging. "BECKY!!!" the phone slides across the grass as the voice yells louder, I have to act fast. I grab the girl and her phone and drag her far away from the hiding spot of the waitress. "Everything will be Ok don't you worry" I say into the phone as I lay the girls limp body down. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" the voice is cracking and I can hear sobbing through the yelling. Best to just lay her there with her phone, only it seems to have hung up now. "Oh shit.. She called the police.." I mumble to myself, my mind telling my legs to run, but my legs ignoring every command until finally the sound of sirens snaps them into motion.
"Last night around 9 a young girl was found unconscious in the park, police say she was hit in the head with a blunt object and her purse was stolen. Police are request that everyone be extra careful and to give any information on the assault or on the disappearance of-". I sigh and close my eyes while stretching in my chair, my heart pounding still from yesterday. "Too far and way too close all at once, can't afford to slip up anymore" I think to myself, I pull out my cell phone to check the time only.. "This isn't my phone.. Oh fuck me.. I left my phone there and kept hers!" I begin to panic again, I jump out of my seat and then I feel it, my heart stops as my door busts down. A team of four officers in vests rushing in yelling for me to freeze. "PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD AND GET ON THE GROUND SCUM BAG!" the one officer yells, and so I put my hands behind my head. Then, in a calm and quiet voice, I say "Can't interrogate a dead man" before slamming my head into my nearby table.
"How is he?" officer Jones asks as the doctor finishes writing on his notepad. "Well, he'll live, but.. Don't expect any answers.." the doctor says as he walks away before officer Jones can ask anything else. He shakes his head and lets out a deep sigh, rubbing his neck. "Fucking freak.." he mumbles as he walks away, leaving the motionless body of the serial cannibal in his comatose.
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Historia CortaThis is my first story I've written for others to read. In the story you may notice my writing style change slightly.