He had been watching her for the last two weeks, following her, stalking her, and watching her every move. Planing to break into her home, cut off her head, hang it upon his wall and turn her skin into his new jacket. Why? Because he never saw her face, she had long blond hair that always hung down, she walked with her head down too.
Know I know what you must be thinking dear reader, no he is not mentally ill, he is as sane as me, the narrator. Now back to the story!
She lived in a apartment, on the second floor, next to a tree that over looked her window, she lived all alone. Nobody ever went into the poor girls apartment, she was all alone and very lonely. She always came back home at the same time everyday.
He already know when she was going to be home, he already knew where to hide in her room. He didn't have a chance to scoop out her whole house, but he didn't need to.
When she left, on the perfect morning, got into her car and speeded off, he climbed up the tree next to her window, opened the window quietly and stepped inside, he gasped in amazement.
Her whole room was perfect, covers, rugs, made out of human skin, the door was made out of human bones, on the finely painted wall, in which the wall was obviously painted from blood, axes, long hunting knifes, all stained with blood, hung off the wall. Sunddely the door and window locked, and the whole room turned pitch black.
"Did you truly think I left?" A mocking girl voice asked in the darkness.
He grabbed a axe from the wall when the lights turned back on, there was a girl standing by the window, she was dressing in a human skin sweater, pants made out of hair , with bone boots, there were lovely buttons make out of eyeballs alongside the boots, she was wearing a necklace made out of teeth, her long blond hair was hanging down, but this time he could see her face, her eyes were pure red, her face looked like she had been dead for years.
He dropped the axe in fright.
"What's wrong dear, are my boots not matching?" She asked as she casually started up the chainsaw.
After all you can't have a Halloween story without a chainsaw :-)
He stepped back now realizing his mistake.
"Hey babe-"
"Run!" She smirked.
The door flew open and he ran out, the apartment was not what he expect it at all, there was heads of famous missing people from all over the world hang on the wall, the carpet was made out of human skin, there was more torture weapons then he ever could have dreamed to own. There was only one door to his left, he ran and opened it, when he stepped into the door the world around him changed.
Now he was at the circus, it was night and there were seven clowns standing in front of him, holding bloody axes.
"Oh god, oh god, oh my bloody God!" The man yelled.
"Don't worry," the clowns said together. "Your gonna meet him tonight."
He looked behide him to see the girl, holding the roaring chainsaw, as she walked towards him.
Then she and the clowns begun to sing
"Remember all the people you killed
How they haunt your dreams
As it replays out inside your head
We know your deepest darks secrets
From beginning to end
Tonight your very lucky oh so very lucky
You get to end your miserable life
So don't try to fight or cry
Embrace this night
Cause this is your last time"
He ran past the girl, and tryed to open the door, but it was locked. The girl was now almost upon him with her chainsaw.
He ducked as she tryed to hit him with the chainsaw. He ran past her only to face the clowns.
"Aww don't leave so soon." The clowns said together.
"Why the hell do you want to kill me!" He yelled.
"Don't you remember?" The girl asked.
"YOU KILLED ALL OF US!" They all yelled together.
He backed away slowly from them all, "I-I-I didn't kill you all."
"You killed us, the clowns said. "By burning down are tent at the circus."
"You killed me," said the girl. "By locking me in a freezer, torturing me every day till I died."
"True enough." He smiled. "I used to love watching you cry for-"
"Shut up!" The girl yelled in fear.
"Why? I also remember setting y'all on fire. Don't worry I pulled your dead cooked body's out and eat them."
The clown's were silent, it was true and they had nothing to say.
"If your already dead, I don't have to fear any of you!"
"Yes you do!" The girl whispered. "I'm going to torture you how you did me!"
"Oh, I'm so scared." He mocked.
Sunddely, it started raining blood, heavy drops begun falling from the sky.
"Isn't this lovely weather! It makes me think back-"
The girl bashed her chainsaw on him but nothing happen.
"Sweetheart I'm dead too..."
