CHAPTER 09

BLEED FOR ME

28 Oct. 2002


The sleek, new Cadillac, top of the line, limited edition, pulled up to the girl standing on the corner. She walked over to the passenger window, which rolled down, and she leaned in.

"Heya, wanna party?" she asked the driver.

"Yes. Get in." I replied.

"Nice car," she said as she opened the door and slid in. "You a cop? Cause if you are, you gotta tell me, else it's entrapment."

"I am not a cop." I replied.

"OK, that's cool then. So, what do you want? A handjob? blowjob? wanna fuck? Hey, want some drugs? I got some cocaine with me... ever fuck wired on cocaine before? How about some crack? I know where we can get some. Fucking on crack, oh yeah, that's the way to go..."

I looked over at her, saw her going through her purse, not even realizing the door handle was missing, and that the door was locked...

"How much for something.... kinky?" I asked.

"what cha want?" she asked. "Golden showers? Want me to piss on you? Maybe tie you up and spank you or something? I gotta charge extra for that, you know. I had one john, he loved that, loved for me to piss on him... Course, I know all different kinky things, doubt you could come up with something I haven't done before to some guy...."

I continued to drive, letting her babble on. She'll find a kink she's never tried before in a little while, when I would peel the skin and flesh back on her scalp, and take a knife, and carve my message onto the bone of her forehead, and would leave her nude, raped body sitting in the mayor's stolen car in front of the police headquarters. It may take them an hour, may take them forever, to decipher the runes I would carve into her bone, but the message sent would be clear to the city. I was still on the loose, and still uncatchable. And if, by chance, they deciphered the runes, then they would have yet another message from me in my reign of terror and blood - bleed for me....

The other whores on the street corner watched the car drive away, and later, when questioned by the police, they would shake with fear on how they were almost the ones that went up to the window, how they almost got in the car. But they weren't. And all would swear that, despite it being a nice car, the taillights screamed of a menacing evil as it drove away.

And none saw the killer's face....

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