and
assumed that he wouldn’t have to deal with anything like this; he
never believed in ghosts and found it laughable that she would even
leave such a letter as this. He got into his vehicle and went to
town, he looked at one of the papers in his briefcase and seen that
one little girl had lunch on the back steps at the school parking
lot. Mike pulled up and she was there, sitting on the steps alone.
The girl had short blonde hair and was wearing a skirt and a thin
jacket.
“ Hi, can you tell me how
to get to the bridge that crosses the river from here?” He said
while holding a map and talking to her out of the passenger
window.
“ Yes, you go out of here
and make a right, then stay straight and you can’t miss it,” the
girl said with a smile.
“ Can you please show me on
the map?”
“ Sure,” she said leaning
into the window looking at his map trying to find where they were
on it.
Mike grabbed her by the back of her
hair and her jacket and pulled her inside and rolled up the window
while speeding off. The girl was screaming for help, but Mike still
had a grip on her and slammed her face into the dash knocking her
out. He couldn’t believe that he was doing this again, this was
someone’s little girl, but at least it wasn’t his little girl and
he had to protect his kids. This is how it had to be. His mind
raced, what if he had been seen taking her, what if the police were
on their way right now. He couldn’t go to jail. He couldn’t take
that. All these things and more raced through his mind as he drove
home.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Sarah was at the food bank and it was
a slow day, Stephanie came down and told her that she didn’t have
to stay all day today. That was okay with her since she had some
writing that she wanted to get finished. She left and stopped at a
grocery store to pick up some soda and bread, the whole way home
she thought about how much she missed Chicago. She missed her
friends and having most everything within walking distance, all of
this open farmland was alien to her still and she just couldn’t get
used to it no matter how hard she tried.
When she pulled up to the house she
seen Mike’s vehicle around back, and it was parked at the basement
door. She got out and walked slowly around the back of the house
and looked inside the window of the car and noticed blood on the
dashboard. Everything froze and went silent, it was like the whole
world stopped and she was dreaming, but she wasn’t dreaming and
that was real blood in his car.
She went into the basement not making
a sound, she heard something in the back corner at the little room,
it was Mike unlocking the door and then he picked up something ,
slinging it over his shoulder, she looked closer and seen that it
was a young girl. Her knees got weak as she watched the man she
loves carrying a little girl over his shoulder. A little girl who’s
face is covered in blood and running down his back. Sarah inched
closer to see what he was doing inside the room, and then she heard
him talking.
“ Here you sick bastard.
This is what you wanted isn’t it?” Mike asked sounding out of
breath and coughing.
“ Yes! This is exactly what
I want. Good job Mikey, I can’t wait to tear into her,” Silas said
laughing and pulling out a huge knife. Mike left the room and went
upstairs and closed the door; she thought she could hear Mike
laughing upstairs. Silas was stabbing the girl, cutting every inch
of her as the blood sprayed over the walls of the little room, he
would stop to lick the blade and start stabbing her again as the
light in the room turned bright red.
Sarah tried to hold in her tears but
couldn’t, this poor innocent girl that her husband had kidnapped
was dead, and in such a terrible way. She didn’t dare move, afraid
that he would hear her and do the same to her. Silas finally calmed
down and stood over the girl’s body, and then the girl started to
sink into the dirt floor of the basement, until she
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