The twilight zone murder

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is the story of a young girl who went to meet a boy in park at night and found someone else instead.

Submitted: January 31, 2012

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narration: "There is a place, another place in another dimension. nobody knows of this place save for the people that live there. in this place, this... 5th dimension, anything can happen. for instance, a young girl meeting another boy shes never met, only to end in... turmoil. let us take a look into this other dimension. This... twilight zone."
 
"oh, hes online" ....starts reading a message he sent...
...hey sam, wanna skype? i promise im not a creepy 80 year old haha...
"well, i guess skyoe shouldn't be too bad. its not like he can trace me and find me right?"
...skype turns on. she calls his name. his face pops up on the screen.
oh, hes more attractive than in his profile picture.
"hey samantha, its great to finally see your face." he says
"same to you, James. has anyone ever told you that you look good on camera?"
"not very often haha..." 
They continue to talk for several hours. The topic of their home town comes up and it turns out they live only a few miles from eachother. the idea to meet comes up next and without thinking, she readily agrees to his proposition.
"so its decided then. tomorrow at 11pm in the park. ill have to sneak out, but i should be able to get back before my parents wake up" she says.
The next night, as she said,she sneaks out of the house while her parents were asleep. She is walking down the street and almost gets to the park when all of a sudden, A bat swoops down in front of her face. she silences a shriek and keeps walking. When she reaches the park, she sees that shes the first one there. She decides to listen to music while she waits. About two hours later when he doesn't show up she angrily leaves for home. She sneaks back into her house without waking her parents and goes to sleep.
The next morning she sends james a message, "Where were you last night?!" Shes startled when she gets a response right away. "sorry, my parents overheard me talking and stayed up all night." she tells him its ok and asks if he wants to skype. "no, sorry but i cant. my parents took my camera. can we meet in the same place tonight at the same time? She says yes but then she has to log off so she quickly says bye and logs off.
When it is about 10:40 pm she decides to sneak out and head over to the park. She gets to the park with incidence this time and sits on a bench to wait for james but this time shes a little bit more skeptical as to whether or not he will show up. All of a sudden she sees a dark figure approaching fast and then before she can even blink shes on the ground. She feels a tight sting in her arm and realizes she was tranquilized and then she falls asleep. 
She wakes up in a cold basement of sorts. All she can feel is a cold dark fear filling her entire body as questions start to rise up. where am i? Who was that man? Was that james? whats going to happen to me? She looks around and all she can see are white walls, a desk of some odd fashion, a backpack, and on top of the desk a hot plate. She seems to be shackled tightly to a wall. on the direct opposite side of the room sits the desk, backpack and hotplate. on the other walls there is a door each. As soon as she has registered this fact, a man in a black mask walks in the room and he smiles and stabs ather with a stun gun and she passes out again.
 
 
I walk into my basement to see that samantha has woken up. I have not properly prepared so this is not good. I stun her and she passes out. I walk over to my desk, turn the hot plate on to high and set a pot on top of it filled with a clear- gold colored liquid. I open up my backpack to pull out my newly bought arsenal of torture weapons. Kitchen utensils. I place a knife set neatly on the desk and along side it, some wooden spoons, a funnel,a meat tenderizer, a couple spatulas and a few other odd tools. Opening up my drawer i see the mouth ring i placed in there not too long ago and i set that also on the desk. I am now ready as i hear the pot boiling.
Samantha wakes back up groaning. i root around and find some duct tape and quickly cover her eyes.
"hello samantha" i say.
"wh-who are you? what do you want with me?"
"Who i am is not as important as to why you are here. You are here because i brought you here. You really shouldnt meet strangers in the middle of the night, alone like that."
"James?" She says, confused.
"Your done talking. I will not answer your questions anymore."
She continues to babble useless questions that i continue to ignore.
"keep talking and ill give you a special treat." i tell her.
"You cant do this to me! Let me go!" she yells.
"Fine, i was going to save this for later but you force me to use it now."
I set a thick spoon on the hot plate next to the pot of boiling liquid so it will heat up. I grab the mouth ring and force it into her mouth, forcing her mouth to stay open. I pick up a knife and grab her tongue. Using the knife i cut off her tongue causing her to scream and then i take the pot of boiling liquid which is a thick type of oil and the funnel, placing the funnelneatly into her now bleeding mouth i pour the boiling liquid in causing it to completely burn her mouth and throat. The liquid has partially cauterized the tongue wound but i still grab the heated spoon and burn the rest of the wound so it will stop bleeding.
"there now, no more talking for you. I wasnt going to do that until later but doing it now saves me the trouble of listening to you constantly babble at me."
I pull out the mouth ring and she starts to scream and then closes her mouth. I just look at her for a moment, she has burns all around her mouth and blood caked onto her mouth and chin. It has also dribbled down onto her neck and shirt. Her eyes are still covered by the duck tape.
I grab the spatula, which is conveniently made of metal, as if it was made for grilling, with a serrated edge for cutting meat. This will prove to be fun. 
" You do realize how dangerous it is to meet someone you dont know, dont you? You really should have been a little smarter than that."
I pull of her shirt exposing her bra, but i will leave her this amount of decency. I then hit her in the side with the flat part of the spatula, causing a squarish red mark to appear. I hit her again in a different spot and i do this several times before i tire of this. Now i take the serrated edge and cut the soft part of her wrist, and then i do the same to the other one. So she does not bleed out before i want her to die, i take the spoon back off of the hot plate and cauterize both wounds. Then I place the spoon back onto the hot plate so that it stays heated. I decide to take it to a more extreme level and i grab a wooden spoon and a fillet knife. I find a fleshier art of her side, difficult task as it is as she is most skin and bones, and i neatly cut a small line. Using the spoon i roughly push the tip into the cut, forcing it into what i presume is either her kidney or stomach. Using the metal spoon i cauterize the edges so she is still bleeding but not enough to die. I grab a meat tenderizer, one of the heavy brass ones, and i smash both of her knees, shattering them. I do the same to her elbows. She hasnt stopped screaming and has long ago started to cry as i can see the streams dripping through the duct tape. I take up my fillet knife and start cutting small lines all over her stomach and shove the spoons deep into her, causing her to look like a porcupine. 
 
She has been chained up for about 30 min. at this point and is still alive and breathing. She blacked out after i put all of the spoons into her stomach and has just woken back up. I take the duct tape off of her eyes so that she can once again see. Immediately a look of confusion spreads across her face as she realizes that i am not james and that she does not know who i am. She cannot express her confusion other than through a series of grunts and groans as she does not have a tongue.
"Your look of confusion shows that you now know i am not your beloved james, but i am a stranger. You are probably wondering why i brought you here and what happened to james. I will now explain everything to you, before i kill you."
At the mention of killing her she starts to scream and wriggle around so i hit her with the spatula across the face and she stops screaming.
"shut up! Now then, i will start from the beginning. I have been watching you for a few days now. I saw you talking to james from your window, then you made the mistake of skype-ing with him and through that i found out where james lived. Did you know that he lived alone with his mother? Of course you didnt, you started to talk to him only a few weeks ago. You see, after I found out where you were meeting i started to follow james. I got him a day ahead of you, but unfortunately for his mother i had to grab both of them in his house. I brought them here though. Would you like to see them?"
 
She starts to mumble yes. I go over to a different door and open it, out tumbles james and his mother, massacred almost to the point where they dont even resemble who they were. Samantha starts to cry again at the sight of them.
"you see? you had it a little easier, your still in pain but you at least blacked out for a little of it. They stayed awake the whole time. Now then, back to my little story. After the night you two were supposed to meet i decided to 'camp out' so to say, at james' house. I saw that you had sent him a message and decided to go along with it. I fabricated a story so that you would meet him again at the park which is when i decided to rush you. Then you were brought here. Now we are brought up to the present i have to figure out how i am going to finish you off. I could do it quickly, oh yes i could make it very very quick indeed. Or i could make it brutally slow and very very painful. I will do it painfully and quick."
 
I grab the still heated hot plate and push it onto her face, greatly burning most of it. I grab the still hot spoon and force it into her eye and pluck it out, and then do the same to the other. She is only bleeding a little bit, dribbling down her still burnt cheeks. She is screaming at the top of her lungs. I decided to shove a knife into her open eye sockets and then cut her throat. All of a sudden her body just sags and she is dead. She died feeling a great deal of pain in a very short amount of time. I then take her body and the other two bodies and bury them under my still flourishing garden. Noone yet suspects what is actually fertilinzing it.
 
"In the twilight zone, strange things happen. This was a story of a brutal torture and then murder, concieved from the mind of a very derranged man. She didnt know what she was getting into. This kind of thing happens in the twilight zone but sadly it also happens here on earth."
 
 
- Jack Nolsen
 


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