Chapter 2

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                So sweet. Oh so sweet… He grinned maniacally as he dug the knife deeper into the girl’s cunt. Her pained screams were music to his ears. A chuckle escaped him as he twisted the knife and it set off the girl into a new set of screams. She was young, so young, 16 years old, Charlotte was her name. She had lovely curly brown hair that matched her set of brown eyes. Her skin was a mocha color and he grinned at the sight of her shredded bloody cunt. He could feel his member throb between his legs, the sight of her sweet blood driving him insane. She was bound to his metal table. They were in The Room, the room where he loved to make his victims meet their ending; it was bare, with the exception of the table and a box where he kept his favorite “toys”.

                He watched in delight as she squirmed as he pulled the knife out of her shredded hole. Tossing the knife aside he brought his bloody hands to his pants and unbuttoned them, fishing out his hard member. He leaned over and groaned in delight as he felt it being enveloped by her warm hole. He thrust unmercifully, laughing at the girl’s screams of utter pain. It was minutes later that he was spilling his seed inside her, trembling in delight as he heard the girl’s sobs.

                He was far from over; he still had so many holes to explore…

*

                He looked dully at the girl’s remains. Her once mocha skin was dyed red with her dried blood. Parts of her body were strewn around the room carelessly. Tears filled his eyes once again, bile rose in his throat and deep hatred settled further in his heart as he burned the remains to dust.

                “Out with you.” He was quick to do as he was ordered.

                Someday. Someday you’ll pay for all your crimes you rotten bastard.

*

               “Charlotte Summers, 16 years old.” Laura announced, dropping a folder on the large round table. Damon’s anger made itself known as he slammed a fist on the table.

                “A team has been dispatched to be on the lookout for the boy delivering the photos.” Laura informed as she took a seat next to Cathleen, the latter placing a comforting hand on her tense shoulder.

                “Guess all that we can do is sit and wait?” Barry asked and everyone scowled as Laura nodded helplessly.

                   They went through the new case’s details before the team was dismissed.

                “Want to have a late dinner, Cat?” Damon asked and watched as the girl nodded with a thankful smile. They needed to get their minds out of the cases for at least a little while. Laura and Aaron were leaving for some time together and Barry was due checking up on his mother at the nursing home.

*

                “Get up.” He held back a scream as Kurt’s foot kicked at his side. He shakily got up from the dirty mattress. “Go clean up and put on clean clothes then let’s go. You have 10 minutes.”

                He frowned in confusion but dutifully did as he was told; it was the first time in months that they would be going outside together. What was he planning on doing now…?

*

                “You eat like a pig. I’m so embarrassed.” Cathleen complained as they walked down the sidewalk. Damon chuckled at his dear friend.

                “Well, I haven’t eaten well in a while.”

               “Indeed. Indeed.” She glanced around, taking in the nightly sight then abruptly stopped. “Oh! Let me drop by the Post Office. Almost forgot to mail my aunt her letter! She’d eat me alive!”

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