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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just something random, started typing this after reading about the serial killer Richard Ramirez. Not to be taken seriously, and I know it doesn't make too much sense. Just had a random burst of inspiration. :)

Submitted: July 17, 2016

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He smirked at the squirming figure in front of him. Its eyes were wide and blood-shot, its mouth formed into a soundless scream. He could see it pushing itself back with its hands and feet, its clothing dragging across the ground with it. He took a step forward, causing the figure to let out a gasp. It tried desperately to stand up, but its leg was not responding and moved aimlessly across the floor with the figure; seemingly having a mind of its own.
As if he had stabbed independence into it. 
He let out a slight chuckle at the thought and shook his head, strengthening his grip around the cold, metal object in his hand. He squatted down, grabbing the other leg of the figure, his fingers leaving marks in the flesh. While looking deep into the other's pleading eyes, he stabbed the object into the meaty, fleshy substance held in his hand. 
A manic laughter filled the room accompanied by a wet, crunching sound, that found its way out the window and into the sky, covered up by the secretive sounds of the trees, never to be heard by anything able to tell.


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