Opinion

A Murder Scene

*Got the idea after after reading a crime novel*

           I am sure you have read crime or murder-ish novels before, but have you ever witnessed a murder scene that was so horrific that it still gives you nightmares and makes you scream at small things that are nothing ?

          I fore-once have and it still gives me nightmares. I was young and hiding because i was scared of the voices i heard. It was so familliar to the man a he felt the same chills running down  his spine but for a different reason, though they weren't caused by the sinister act he was about to perform .Darkness lurked behind each wall of the extravagant mansion , and murder hung in the wind like thick fog of cold, creeping through the city of Transylvania until it finally engulfed it completely . The man dressed in black cloak yet his face features could be visible to me as i hid from him that perhaps he wore for each pernicious occasion,seemed to know the act of murder well, along with the thrilling chills it brought.

           He pulled the long, narrow red dagger from the concealed pocket of his cloak as he looked down upon his sleeping victim. In the bed lay a young woman of profound beauty who was my eldest cousin but that night was my babysitter, her nightgown of high quality and expense, with gems sparkling on the thin silk cloth. The intruder smiled behind his mask, knowing it would be only a moment before the perfectly sharpened blade of his knife would strike her skull, tear through her flesh, and stab one of the most vital organs in the body. The act would leave her no time to wake nor scream. His lips curled into a sneer again, though this time at the thought of soaking her pretty little nightgown in a pool of dark red blood, the soft white silk being smeared with the thick liquid. 

               As I watched with horror filled eyes what was to happen next from my hiding spot ;the killer's hands shook with excitement as he raised the dagger, his expression that similar of a madman's. His eyes stared at his peaceful victim , he watched all of them die. Each murder he committed, his eyes watched every second of their deaths, savoring the moments until their last breaths. The masked killer never failed to finish his job, though, by ensuring that each person was dead before fleeing and that's what i had heard about him.

                 Taking a long, deep breath, the killer's eyes narrowed in on the woman from behind his black mask, his muscles tensing, his heart racing which I could hear in the silence. He swung his arm down, dagger in hand, and watched as it sliced into her skull, the blood pouring almost instantly from her gash, I covered my mouth as I knew if I make a sound I will be the next young victim. Immediately, the woman's eyes opened, but the killer continued thrusting the pointed knife into her head. A faraway look formed in her eyes, but the man didn't stop. He continued violently and angrily stabbing at the dead body, watching as the blood flowed heavily from her many wounds. His insanity was evident, and I knew it perhaps so did he, but that simple fact was nothing to his need for killing.

                 The bed sheets were drenched, along with the woman's nightgown, which brought the intruder satisfaction. Blood dripped from the bed onto the wood floors, surrounding the killer's shoes. He paid no mind to the mess, for he didn't care .....he was staring at the once beautiful body that was now mangled and bloody. The sight would be stomach-churning and disturbing to some, the killer knew, but not to him. He wished he could stay with the body.... look at it ..... but he couldn't, for it was only midnight and he had other places to be..... other people to see.

                   As he Left and I heard the door closing I came out from my hiding spot and went to my now dead cousin , the sight that made me want to yell and scream and run away from her,even though I wanted to help my cousin, I couldn't do anything.What could an 8 years old do against a professional madman killer?Tell me,what would you have done if you were in my place? I am pretty sure you would have been scarred for life, like I am.

                                                                          (The End)

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