She creeped into the dark and abandoned warehouse knowing that this may as well be the last place she'd see before her death. It wasn't as if she was afraid or anything, she was just....frightened of it. She wasn't necessarily ready to die yet, she wanted to live so much longer.
"HELLO?!" She calls out into the open silence as she only heard her voice echo throughout the walls. She didn't expect, nor did she want anything to answer her back.
"hi." A voice answers her back. A deep, raspy voice that sent chills down her sound and gave her goosebumps. She heard loud footsteps but she couldn't tell if they were coming towards her or receding. Everyone she'd ever known had warned her not to go into the warehouse, she was just...curious.
"W-who are you?" She whimpers out only to get no response. She tip toed to the middle of the empty room, every small tap of her shoes echoed throughout the room.
She completely halted as the door slammed shut, practically screaming in her ears. She tenses up as she tip toed back and felt a hot breath on her neck as well as the tip of a sharp blade on her mid back.
The deep croaking of a male's voice suddenly speaks out, "You don't want to stay and have chat with me, sweetheart? Hmm...It's quite rude to reject it."
She could hear the smirk in his voice as the footsteps start to boom closer to where she was and she starts to look around, seeing nothing but a small window, high into the wall. Moonlight gleaming directly at the shut door. She feels a tap on her right shoulder and then two, rough hands on her bare shoulders start to massage her tensed shoulders.
"You nervous, sweetheart? Heh, I didn't think you'd stay for long...they never stay for long." He murmurs into her ear, stroking over her small, tender breasts and down her skinny belly until she grabs his hand as he had began opening the very first button of her denim jeans. "Mhm, you gonna get grabby with me, baby? Oh I get hard off of the though and sounds when they try to fight back and struggle."
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Police arrive to the scene 4 hours later and seeing the gruesome scene. The poor girl was spread out across the room: her waist hacked off from her torso, legs spread wide with missing panties. She clearly showed signs of rape by the bruising, tearing and what was left bleeding.
Her top half, connected to a meat hook that was hanging a little higher than at first, with bother her liver and kidneys missing. The building becomes surrounded with rape detectives, homicide detectives and others...Those trying to solve the murder case of 13 year old, Bethany Johnson, another victim of the notorious Butcher.
But you know what they say: ...curiosity killed the cat.
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Gory Stories
HorrorIt's like those one-shot imagine books everyone reads, though instead of the sexual relief you get from it...there's a tingly feeling, a sensation. Somewhat another sense of...relief. The names and actions of the characters/victims in this book are...
