How Deep?

Chapter 1 (work in progress)

                     In this crowded city, somewhere is a lounge and in it a few news articles. There was one on taxes, another on global warming, none of these very interesting. However, there was one that caught his  attention. There was one, he almost didn't see it, near the bottom of the pile, and there was a column that read this: "Family found dead inside their home. The site too horrific for the news. The police are working to find the murderer of this innocent family of a 34 year old dad, a 33 year old mom, and a 7 year old son. The family appears to have no ties to any criminal activity and was the stunning image of peaceful..." He slowly grins as he reads this, knowing he will never be found. He puts the article down and begins to walk out of the nearly empty lounge to the busy city. As he reaches the door he hears one thing, "why?" He ignores it and continues out. 

He walks the streets until he comes by a dark ally, he enters and climbs the fire escape to an open window. once inside, he sets his small leather pouch on the coffee table, undresses and goes to an old futon to lay down. 

He lays there, unable to sleep, only one word repeating in his head, "kill." He ignores it and shuts his eyes tighter, however to no avail for he hears it again only more demanding "kill." He realizes it has been a week and a half since he did those horrible things to that family, since he killed them all, since he tied them up and sat the dad in a chair to make him watch as he grabbed the dad's son by the back of the neck and unsheathed his tungsten blade, proceeding to bring the blade closer to the child's throat. All he could hear was muffled screams through the duct tape over their mouths. As his blade drew near to the child's throat,the dad closed his eyes. he set the kid down without harm and walked slowly to the dad. With the dad's eyes closed he grabs one eyelid and slices through it, leaving the eye bare, he does the same to the other one before picking up the child again, ensuring the father was still watching, as he stabbed his blade deeply  into the child's throat then pulled it across. He holds the child over a bucket letting all of the blood drain into it. He does the same with the mom and lets her drain into the bucket. once drained, he grabs the dad from the chair, his limbs bound with rope, and holds his face in the blood a bit longer after the air bubbles stop.