Murder the Noisy

A Bit of Deception and a Homicide

The inspector stared at me, and slowly, and surely, a grin began to form on his lips.

"A lead! Finally! Who?! Who is the Party Hard Killer?!" He Shouted, still just as giddy as he always seemed to be.

"W-we-well... o-one of m-my fr-frien-friends d-d-dis-disappeared the n-night the mur-murders started." I answered. To anyone who knew me, I was obviously lying, but since they were in the forest observing me-- or I thought they were at least--, so they couldn't interfere. Besides, this was going to be fun.

"Wait. Is that the only information you have...?" He asked, deflating slightly.

"N-no. They k-kept in t-tou-touch..." I said.

"Really?! How?! And what did they say?!"

"June... June Smith." I said. He looked shocked. Understandably. His daughter might be the Party Hard Killer. I had looked at a frame of a girl on his desk with that name under it. And a piece of newspaper next to it told me she had disappeared. Lucky me.

"A-are you sure? You're absolutely certain?"

"Positive." I said, looking him in the eyes, giving off a look of worry and guilt.

"Right, well. Ok then..." he got up and started to walk out. This was my chance!

I swiftly went behind him and silently put my hand over his mouth, cutting his throat at the same time. I made sure the blood didn't spray, because I only cut his wind pipe and vocal cord. I rested him gently on the floor and let him bleed out. I cleaned the knife with a practiced move and walked out.

I made a few notes on three different pieces of paper, all by forging his handwriting. I copied it from a letter he was writing before hand. I didn't have anything important on it. Just a few lines saying that there were no leads as usual, along with how many dead. He was one short now...

I walked out and went into the house. To get in, I showed one of the notes. It was a note giving me complete access to the crime scene. So I walked about, killing off people who were alone, luring one or two at a time into a silent room and ending their pitiful lives. I eventually killed everyone at the crime scene, incidentally making a crime scene at a crime scene. How fun this is!

I then walked out again and went to the other two tents, showing one note for each. I burned each one to the ground, while the guards and soldiers ran over to the fires and tried to salvage what they could. About two dozen people died in the fires to start off with, especially since one of them was a sleeping quarters thing. Then five people died from going in to save people... the idiots...

I then snuck up behind each of the ten remaining people and killed five of them in the same way each time. If I'm not careful, this might get boring! And I don't know what I'd do then! But now it was done, and I looked over the flaming carnage of tonight. It was fun.

I had tied up the five remaining people and knocked them out. I was going to have some fun with these ones... I took one and woke him up with some smelling salts. I did the same to the others. I took his leg and started to skin him, making the others watch in horror. After a few minutes of very bloody cutting and screaming, he was dead.

I walked over to another captive, a woman. I went into the house and got a large metal bowl and a rat. I pulled her shirt up and trapped the rat in the bowl onto of her abdomen. I then went and got some of the hot coals from the tent fires, and placed them on top of the bowl. I waited for a few moments, in which they all looked at me with confusion and horror. The one with the rat then started to squirm and scream. I held the bowl down. After a few more minutes, the rat came out of her side. It had burrowed its way out of her to escape the heat.

I then took one of the victims and restrained him, lying on his back, unable to move at all. I then got a large plastic bucket and filled it with water. I made the tiniest of holes in the bottom of the bucket so as a drip, drip, drip of water came out every second or so. I hung the bucket over their head by a hook to make the droplets fall on their forehead.

While waiting for the effects to begin, I took the other two victims and started to get a bit creative. I ripped off one's arm and put it up the arse of the other. I did the same thing to the second one's arm. I put them side to side so that the stumps were touching each other. I ripped out each of their tongues and put it in the others mouth. They were now going to die of blood loss as well. I made them swallow the tongues, and soon later, they died from drowning in their own blood.

I then started to hear screaming. The droplet victim had started yelling their lungs out at last. I, however, did nothing. There was nothing to do except wait. He kept on screaming for hours and hours, I almost fell asleep to it. I lay down a bit, and after a while, all there was was whimpering. At this point, I thought he was ready to die. I cut open his chest and removed his heart, all while he was still alive. I cut off all the veins and arteries connecting him to his heart. He died in a few seconds.

I had let loose at last... it had been so long... I then saw the characteristic Glasgow smile in the dark of the forest. I didn't bother to fight it. I was too relaxed and sleepy to care. I simply walked towards her, waved hi in a very tired fashion, and walked back to the mansion with her.

"You're brutal." She said. I smiled at her and nodded happily. "Tired, huh?" I nodded again. "Night then."

"Night Jess." I replied.

I then went to my room and fell asleep.