Psycho Killer (Editing)

Chapter Seven

Kate & Officer James's POV

Kate reaches one of the officer's handcuffs as she begins to unlock it.

It all has began to become like a fallen memory of what've just recently occurred.

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The handcuffs restricting her to the bed which was followed by becoming unlocked by Zane. The sneaky sexcapade working only temporarily to unleash one handcuff. Until Zane is contained by a phone call from his boss. Leaving the premise to say " next time sweet cheeks, next time."

These thoughts aren't forgotten quite yet. Her mind remains to dangle on in this dead state of past occurrences.

Zane returns to the building in a bewildered state of drunken disorderly conduct. As one may think of how bad his demeanor was earlier this night. The Scotch covered his stench of an already decaying and mossy breath.

"Are you alright, Kate?"

But why come back drunk??? You weren't going to rape me! You low down dirty bitch!!

Should I continue to be trapped in my own world? Constantly remembering the terror of being trapped in the mindset of the fallen enemy?

The mind thinking outside of it's usual focal points.

"I don't know what normal is anymore. Officer James, what is our plan from here on out?"

Dead noise fills up the room. Zane remains motionless at the scene of the crime. Life hasn't died at this point of time. The chest rapidly keeps moving up and down but at a slower rate.

Where's the motive or even the victor here?

These things bring questions in a young woman's mind.

Officer James looks as if he couldn't move but his full body composure sung a different note.

As she unleases one of the handcuffs in a freely manner, the bloody spittal from her mouth still resonated in her now bloody teeth.

The warden's keys looked as if Zane was actually a warden patrolling the yards of a federal prison are laid down beside his now freed hand.

"Unlock the other one, so we can get the fuck outta here."

Kate works the red colored saliva in her mouth and spits menacingly at the unconscious face of their past captor. It took no time for the officer to finish off the other cuff before his voice started shaking again in fear, but the eyes meet.

His composture is met with that of her by her offering a calmly gesture to sooth the tension between the two subjects.

James hops off the bunkbed, the thoughts in this fellows mind thinks, "I'm free at last, thank God almighty, I'm free at last!" But in some strange moment, Kate assured him that the fight wasn't yet over. They have to decide what to do with the body.

"We can't just leave him here like this! What if he wakes up? What if he finds us? And what if this time, he KILLS US KATE!?!?"

She thinks momentarily about what the bitch made officer commented on and responds with a mere few words.

"Let's go, but before we do-" Her body is now kneeling down to Zane's right front pants pocket. "Come on you bastard, I know they are in here", she mumbles. In hopes of finding keys to the forsaken vehicle which brought her and the officer here a short while ago.

Upon discovery, she had the keys. The officer lays the keys to the cuffs on the top bunkbed while Kate throws the set of car keys up to him after seeing a resemblance to a skull keychain attached to the key ring.