HARRY

I will never forget that night late in December It was an unusually cold night and there was a dusting of snow covering the lawn in the from garden. Down the pathway from my front door were replica victorian street lights which were lit and in their glow flakes of snow swirled and danced in the cold night air. The news was on the television and it was its usual thirty minutes of bad news from throughout the world tonight was no exception ! there were reports of major disruptions on the roads due to the arctic weather conditions sweeping the country, Reports from war torn areas of the world and of course news that North Korea had sent yet one more nuclear missile into the air which had caused the united states of America to threaten them with their usual venom and need for peace through superior fire power ! There had been a second murder in the city in a period of a week the police were looking for any witnesses as usual to help them with their inquiries, Then the local news came on and I went into the kitchen to make a nice soothing cup of drinking chocolate in the hope of relaxing and collecting my thoughts ! As I stirred the liquid in my cup the thoughts of a serial killer on the loose entered my mind then passed out again just as quickly. I returned to the lounge sat down and took a sip of my drinking chocolate ! it was then that I had an overwhelming feeling that I was being watched but I was unable to see anybody or anything around ! I put it down to my imagination and my love of horror movies. Suddenly my outdoor security lights came on so I got out of my chair and walked towards the window Looking out I could see that there were some fresh footprints in the snow, I walked through to the back of my house but could see nothing and there was no noise coming from the outside so I returned to the lounge and sat down, again I got the feeling that I was being watched so nervously I looked up towards the window and there it was a face was staring directly at me then it vanished from sight, suddenly there was a crashing sound coming from my basement a sound of glass breaking and something being knocked over then silence for a few minutes. I then heard footsteps coming up the stairs from the basement slowly moving as though treading on each step, the basement door slowly opened and there he stood the serial killer ! He stared directly into my eyes his cruel eyes flashing in light, I stared back at him neither of us moving he then pounced and landed on my chest his big eyes staring into my eyes, It was then that I felt the pain of his Razor sharp claws as they punctured my skin ! there he was Harry the serial killer the fearless slayer of rats, My Cat, he yawned revealing razor sharp fangs which had brought about the demise of a thousand rats flexing his claws His lust for blood had been satisfied and now his need for attention was being received ! he purred and meowed as I stroked his head This serial killer snuggled up against the warmth of my body now sleeping his purring louder than before ! refreshing himself for his next visit to the streets and alleys.

Graham Jenkinson 14-09-2017 (c)