Iro
01-05-2007, 11:28 AM
It was already dark in South Preston High. A girl was running as fast as she could. But what was she running from? She ran down a flight of stairs and continued running towards the abandoned hall of their school. Echoes of Kate gasping for breath can be heard as she continued to run as fast to find a much secured room to hide. What was she hiding from? Kate entered the infirmary and hid under the sheaths of the vacant bed at the far right of the room. A minute later she felt the door slowly open. Kate bowed her head to take a check if the mysterious intruder is gone. Just as she opened the white covers of the bed where she was hiding from, she saw no one. The door then closed itself loudly. She shrieked. Kate felt her head dragged under the bed. She continued to scream for help but no one could hear. The man wearing a black suit and a white mask threw Kate near the table desk. Kate felt a bruise on her leg. She continued to scream. The man felt no pity and revealed a sharp knife before her very eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” She cried.
“I want you… Kate. I want you to love me.” He said blankly.
“But you can’t give me what I want… so I’ll take it from you.”
And in that moment he mercilessly stabbed Kate a hundred times in the chest. The teenager was dead in an instant. The killer was not contented and he ripped her body apart. He searched through her organs, took out her ribs and at last he found what he came for. Blood stained every sheath and in every corner of the room that night. He was a killer of no conscience. He left the scattered body parts everywhere in that room only taking with him the heart of Kate Andrews.
“Why are you doing this?” She cried.
“I want you… Kate. I want you to love me.” He said blankly.
“But you can’t give me what I want… so I’ll take it from you.”
And in that moment he mercilessly stabbed Kate a hundred times in the chest. The teenager was dead in an instant. The killer was not contented and he ripped her body apart. He searched through her organs, took out her ribs and at last he found what he came for. Blood stained every sheath and in every corner of the room that night. He was a killer of no conscience. He left the scattered body parts everywhere in that room only taking with him the heart of Kate Andrews.