Baby

Chapter 1

I heard footsteps behind me hitting the cold pavement, but I kept on walking.

"Walk and analyse" I told myself as I put the mask over my mouth, the soft material brushing my skin. I looked around and quickly took in my surroundings. The dark, eerie alley I was in had an occasionally blinking lamppost and the air was so heavy with the smell of flesh and garbage that I nearly gagged when the smell hit me full force. I managed to keep a cool façade though out and thought carefully over my next move.

I turned my head towards the large, green bin overflowing with rubbish to my side and pinned it as the cause of the garbage smell. I looked around me but was disappointed to find only the overflowing bin, a door to the club next door and the blinking lamppost. The footsteps were getting closer warning me that I had to hurry up.

I looked around again to make sure that I didn't leave out any crucial piece of information, when my eyes finally fell upon the bin again. Suddenly I had an idea, but was very reluctant to carry it out. After pondering over it for a few seconds I inwardly sigh. "The things I do for money" I ponder as I listen to the the rather loud footsteps. "Now or never" I think as I pull the straps on my gloves tighter as i walk towards the bin, throwing the bags onto the already dirty floor.

After a few seconds of digging through the disgusting bin my pale hands started to get smudged and I accidentally dipped my hand into a thick and sticky substance near the bottom of the bin, which happened to be warm even though it was apparently a cold, windy night.

I couldn't tell though, I was always cold anyway.

I lifted my hand to inspect the red substance in the blinking light as the familiar liquid sensation trickled down my arm. I pursed my painted lips and looked inside the bin and wasn't impressed to find the cause of the rotten smell.

I managed to identify the body of a middle aged man and woman with a young teenage girl.

The man had cuts all over his body and his chest was decorated with purple and blue bruises. His eyes also seemed to have disappeared, and in their place were gapping holes with dried blood and blood stains all around it.The woman had her shirt ripped to pieces and no bottoms. She also had her throat slit.

The young girl that was with them looked fine apart from her dead, glassy eyes staring at me, begging me to help her along with her pale skin. "You picked the wrong person to ask for help" I said slightly chuckling, analysing her body for the cause of her death. The wind had started to pick up, blowing back the young girls hair, to reveal a gunshot in her right temple.

"I have to give it to them, whoever did this has quite the eye for torture." I said loud enough for the person behind me to hear me.

"Well thank you mam but-"

I turned around and heard the sound of a loud gasp. "Jeez, can't you be any more obvious" I thought and mentally rolled me eyes as the creepy man checked me out. I was use to it though, even if it made it a bit complicated when I was trying blend into the crowd.

He was a round man with a golden tooth and white hair. He had wrinkles and was sporting an ugly short mustache. He was wearing an old dirty grey shirt and a pair of black trousers that were a size too big for him. "Well what do we have here" He whispered to himself.

I ignored him and kept on talking. "but sadly the way you have disposed of these bodies and the fact that you used one of these bodies, therefore leaving evidence meant that you must be punished"

"Oh yeah and whose gonna punish me?" he said, the golden tooth shining in the blinking light as he smirked.

"And because of your cocky, irritating behaviour and stupidity I've decided that your punishment is death."

Authors note

So this is my first ever story, please don't hate I know there may be some mistakes but all constructive criticism is welcome!

I hope you guys liked it and I will hopefully see you guys soon!

Ciao my fellow marshmallows.

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