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BURIED IN A POOL OF SATIN

...........He shivered as as a soft wave of breeze blew in through the half unhinged window, he paced to and fro the creaky floor biting his nails, his hands trembling, he had done it again, he had killed her, watched her bleed to death and he enjoyed it.

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   The ceiling was made of wood, the house was falling apart, the fire place had cracked open, the paint on the wall washed, the windows creaky......
        He turned his gaze up to the grand clock on the wall, It was 3:28pm.

   "F*ucking cockbull" he cursed as he hit his foot against the old, dusty heavy table, he should have left the house three minutes ago, it would take him exactly twelve minutes to get her house, he had waited a long time for this day, planning and fantasizing, he has a psychopathic need to kill and he felt it was terribly beautiful. He hadn't felt that thrill for a while and today he will, today he will watch as life slowly leaves her body, as her beautiful blue eyes closes for eternity. He was ready to feel alive and feel that thrilling excitement again.


 The first time he saw her he knew Instantly that she was next.
       Her name was Amy, she lived near the old bakery, she was 22 years old; brown shiny hair and beautiful blue eyes, aqua blue actually; He had fantasize about them, he knew everything about her, her love for sunflowers and art, her day to day routine......he knew it all.

3:40pm
   "Why is she not by her reading table?" He thought to himself. She should be upstairs in her room by her table perusing through files, that's what she usually does by this time, it would have made it easier for him to creep up behind her. "Damn!! The f*ucking three minutes!" He should have gotten here earlier, He could feel his hands trembling again as he starred at his tools bag, he was getting angry and impatient now, he couldn't control his urge for long anymore, he just had to do it today, he had to find another way.

4:05pm
      She ran up the stairs and he ran after her, grabbing her legs and dragging her down the stairs. "Where do you think you're going to my blue-eyed beauty" he whispered as he covered her mouth with his large hands, dragging her up the stairs.        He clicked the tool box opened and brought out  a tape to cover her mouth and rope to tie her up, he needed her to be quiet and he didn't want her screaming her head off or making things more diffucult for him . He slowly brought out the tools from the box, carefully arranging them on the bed. He looked up at her, she was sniffing, tears rolling down her eyes, she looked so beautiful, he could hear her heart screaming and begging for mercy, he smiled and shifted his attention back to the tool box, he was done arranging them now.
 
4:22pm
He stood up from the bed where he had been laying, staring at the ceiling. He moved closer to her....slowly, almost as if he was taunting her, he grabbed her by the throat, he could feel her fear, he needed to feel that fear, he looked into her eyes while gently running his hand through her hair and said "Don't be scared, it will be a beautiful ending for you....i promise".
    He took the red satin and carefully laid it on the bed. "I told you it will be a beautiful ending for you my beautiful one, i bought this just for you, its as silky and beautiful as you and your body will look even more beautiful wrapped it" He looked up to see her reaction to what he had just said, she was weakly crying, pleading with him, he could feel it and see it in her eyes, at this stage, this is the look they all have; he knew that look. He patted the satin and picked up the knife, whistling as he walks towards her, stilled tied up helplessly and now very weak from crying, just the way he wants and likes it, he picked her up and laid her on the satin sheets.
     " Shhhhhhh, don't struggle it won't help"  He said as he slowly placed the knife against her neck, slicing it in one clean cut.  Then he sat by her, watched her struggle for breath as she bled to death. He then gently wrapped the sheet around her making it seem like she fell asleep in a pool of red satin sheets. He kissed her forehead and bade her goodbye.
         He had done it again...........