But I Shall Tell

Chapter 25 - Fresh Coffee.

Dec 13, 2019

Her breath was shaky and her face was pale, as she screamed louder and louder seeing the degrading condition of Simon right before her numb eyes. The scene was horrible, something out of a tragic hospital horror movie, where the patient was about to die and the doctors just stared patiently.

The person sitting on a chair beside her only laughed. "Relax, Atte, he will be done soon," Ashley said.

A few more tears slid down the cheeks of Josea. She now hated this torture, it was unbearable. But what could she do? She tried to shrink back again as quick as possible but in veil. Her head jerked sideways asking for a relief.

A pain killer tablet was served with water, as the last addition to the medical treatment.

"I'm done, beshi." Ashley said. 

"Please Ash, save him, he will die. You could stop the bleeding, Please Ash, Please." Josea pleaded. Simon's body was shaking weirdly, legs and hands were going up and down on their own. But his eyes was still shut. He was still unconscious.

"Rain, would you please stop crying, my head hurts." Maan said. He turned where he was sat, just a certain angle to look at Simon.

"Bitch, you are hurting him," Ashley hissed. But the other girl just struggled, Her voice echoed throughout the hall passing the kitchen.

When there was no calming down, Ashley took the rest of the bandage and pressed it hard to Josea's mouth blocking it. Along with Josea's sound Simon's body finally came a stop. A dark stop. There was no returning from it.

Her heart broke into million pieces all of a sudden. All her dreams, everyone one of them sank to the bottom of an unnamed sea where a maiden wouldn't swim again.

The old wall clock sang a mourning song and that stopped too.

"I'm tired, do you want to continue?" Maan said, looking towards his crime partner. The pain killer was slow to begin, it needed time.

"With all pleasure, beshi." Ashley said. She pressed her lips and moved towards Simon. Gloves and the hacksaw blade in her hand. Was she going to start from the toe?

The hacksaw blade raised in her hand, she touched the toe and finished till the neck. She did not like placing the body pieces together, so she left Simon's butchered body where they were.

"Do you want to check if she is still awake?" Maan said.

Josea had closed her eyes and was breathing slowly.

"Na, it's better this way. She is a drama queen, beshi." Ashley moved on to the next victim in the Aokigahara list.

Scott.

It was almost 10:00 O'clock when the blade landed on the floor. Pieces were lying here and there, blood all over. She too was covered in blood.

A cup of fresh coffee was waiting for her in the kitchen. She removed the gloves and put it in the plastic bag that was on the stairs. She walked to the kitchen and washed her face under the tap. A cup of fresh coffee just after a good killing was rewarding.

Maan was enjoying his sandwich with coffee. She exhaled a deep breath seeing him relaxing.

"What about her?" Ashley said. She took a sip of her coffee. It was hot. The smell helped her overcome the metallic stink of blood for some time. The excitement was gone from her face.

Wasn't it fun anymore?

"I'm thinking of letting her go." Maan said, taking a bite of his sandwich, a mouthful. "What do you say?" His headache had been reduced to minimum.

Ashley flinched, and spilled some coffee on the floor. "She may be thankful, beshi, but she is not dumb. We'll be under bars."

"Right, let's bury her. I don't want to see her into pieces." Maan said.

The house went silent for a minute, just three people breathing.

"Say what Ash, you put the pieces into the plastic buckets. We'll add the acidic liquids later." He moved towards her and touched gently on her arms. "You trust me right?" Maan said.

The touch did the work, she let a small sigh and nodded. She stepped out of the kitchen and went to the basement.

He moved towards the hall, body parts where everywhere. The smell of blood hit hard making his head ache. The room looked small, compared to the night he had come.

He had seen the house sale add on kijiji which he had looking for a long time. No one had come to the house, if they had, it would have been an unlucky day for them.  Also, months ago he had purchased medical kits, a shovel and a spade for digging and moving mud, a rope and big plastic buckets with tight lids.

He collected corrosive acids, since he couldn't buy the acids in a chemical store. And due to this the impact of the solution would be slow, may take months to dissolve the bones, but the flesh would disappear first.

What he didn't plan was a cascade.

Ashley returned with a bunch of colorful plastic buckets. She took a new pair of gloves and kept the buckets at random places. Bruce's head went first followed by a leg.

Maan walked to the basement while Ashley continued with her work and came up with a bottle of chloroform and a cloth. He poured some chloroform on the piece of cloth and placed it on Josea's face. The cloth covered her entire face. For another 2 minutes he watched Ashley collect body parts. Ashley looked tired, she had done too much work in one day.

Placing the wet cloth and chloroform bottle on the table, he untied her. Her body had scratch marks and dried blood, due to the tight rope. Maan lifted Josea on his shoulder and walked towards the basement.

"I'll come up once I'm done, or you can give me a voice if you need me, dumb." Maan said.

"Sure, beshi," Ashley said, placing Scott's head in a black bucket.

Maan stepped down one wooden stair through the opened basement door.