The Ripper

Best Served Bloody

I laid both the Headmaster's and her daughter's limp, unconscious bodies down against a metal pole inside an abandoned factory. With a clink, I closed the makeshift handcuffs around their wrists locking their arms into place behind their back. The cuffs had been fashioned from odd pieces of bent metal and chain, salvaged from the run down machines that once were the pounding heart of this now seldom place. The only piece of equipment that managed to still run was a circular saw which in its heyday was used to cut lumber but now it stays idle and likely to never see use again, leaving the blade to rust and rot. The interior which had once been well maintained and kept up, had been drastically dwindled due to the collapsing of the structure and left it only a small fraction of what it used to be. The paint that gave the walls a rustic sheen was now pealing off, letting the crumbling bricks peak out from within their lead prison. As to how I got in here the factory possessed two ways of entry, one was a broken metal shudder that faced the same side as the forest, and the other was a heavy door that faced the small deserted part of the city. The heavy door also had a window next to it but due to the fragments glass one would not classify it as an entrance, as even an attempt at clearing away the shards would be hazardous to one's health. I could hear the barking of dogs coming from that side and it was obvious that they were fighting over a recent kill, as the dogs were wild and had to hunt for food which usually ended up being rats. This diet of small rodents had quiet a few of the muts leave the kill hungry, making it rather dangerous to go through them. The metal shudder, which was the side that I had entered from as to avoid the dogs, could be opened to accommodate persons having granted me an easy way of getting my prey inside. As for the building in its entirety, the old, decrepit place was shut down after it was found to be a hiding spot for opium and things of that nature. Due to lack of maintenance even the outside was in shambles, walls were slanted and holes in the roof let moonlight shine through having it bath the rusted pieces of machinery in a soft glow. The support that once held the structure upright was now decayed, making the place slowly fall upon itself. The factory had also been built on the outskirts of town, having it be next to a forest so they could be more efficient with their business. Shadows caused by the moon wrapped the side of the place in a dark blanket, this was the perfect area to exact my long awaited revenge. The pain she had put me through when I was young was a debt that had never been repaid but now? Now it was time pay for her to pay me back in full. Crouching down I got on eye level with the currently unconscious Headmaster, taking in each minute detail her aged face possessed as to all the more relish the pain that would later be painted across it. Her face was relaxed as sleep had its hold on her for the moment, I wonder what she dreamt about? Does she reminisce on the people she "fixed" in times long past? Does she dream about the looks of pain and fear when she would mercilessly beat them into a pulp? Probably. For cruelty does not go away when the day turns to night, no, cruelty is a constant state in which she has kept herself in for many years. Does she dream of me? Does she enjoy the rather agony filled-

"Your thoughts seem to be leading down a more.....aware path. You seem to get that this has come full circle no? I can tell that the revelation of a life time is just beyond your grasp, hanging lofty in the air just above your fingers. You might come to it, you might not. The choice is yours my friend, for it is once again time for you to face the music. Time for you to.....open your eyes. Hahahahahahahahah!"

Creeping along the roofs I made my way over to the school, with the knowledge that she would be there. I needed to move with haste as the school was a fair ways over and I didn't have all night. As I ran the moon shone on the shingles beneath me as my feet stepped on their hard surface, propelling my way forward. Excitement was roaring through me having my blood boil in anticipation, it was time to get some-

"Closure? Yes it is isn't it? The time has come to bring the curtain down on the Headmaster! SHE MUST PAY FOR THE AGONY WE SUFFERED! THE TORTURE WE ENDURED WAS NOT INFLECTED ON US WITH IMPUNITY! THE DAYS THAT WE SHIVERED IN FEAR OF HER CRUEL HAND ARE OVER! THIS TIME, THIS TIME IT WILL BE HER WHO CRIES OUT IN PAIN! HER WHO FEELS THE SUFFOCATING WEIGHT OF DESPAIR  AND HER WHO DROWNS IN THE DEPTHS OF SORROW! SO I SAY, GO AND BRING FORTH VENGEANCE!"