My
eyes suddenly sprang open and as I regained consciousness I comprehended
to my total horror that I was unable to move my arms and legs.
I quickly ascertained that I had been tethered and bound to in
place as I could feel the harshness of straps cutting into my
very flesh.
"Where
the hell am I?" I moaned in desperation. "Who did this
to me?"
I
soon became shockingly further aware of the intense heat and my
deep longing thirst.
"How
the hell did I get here?" I repeated again as I endeavored
in vain to look about me. I was both bewildered and I admit petrified.
I struggled desperately to recall where I had been last and how
I ended up in such a wicked predicament. All of a sudden I heard
a female voice giggling and laughing. The sound was peculiarly
unearthly and like none other I had ever heard. The voice came
closer and closer still and soon a face was peering down at me
in my pathetic and hopeless state.
"Help
me please!" I pleaded gazing straight into her haunting eyes.
She was a young woman, delicate and ghostly but yet all too familiar.
"It can't be you," I screamed. And my anguish only seeming
delighted and agitated her now hysterical giggling.
"You
are dead!" I screamed.
I
smirked to myself smugly as I drifted back into the memory. It
had been such a joyous night. I had spied her walking home from
the hospital where she worked as a training nurse. She had obviously
taken a shortcut and as I looked upon her delicious and tantalizing
young body, a deep instinctive primal urge cultivated within the
darkest regions of my being. I had trouble enticing her into my
van, but eventually she succumbed to my superior strength. I drove
her to the most barren regions of the forest I could find. I had
never felt more alive than at that very moment. I remembered the
soft touch of her flesh as her body shivered and quaked at my
fingertips.
"Do
as I ask and you shall live" I had lied to her.
I
shall never forget the look of sheer terror when an hour later
I finally reached for my axe. It took well over two hours of hacking
to completely get her dead body chopped up sufficiently. I remembered
burying her remains with my own bare hands. I started to grin
to myself, but it quickly vanished as comprehension of my existing
reality returned as I felt a sharp pain in my leg. Uncomfortably
lifting my restrained body up for a moment, I saw the source of
my pain; a dagger buried deep into my flesh. I watched helpless
as my blood began to flow copiously. "You bitch!" I
hollered. This was followed by another sharp stab and another
and yet another. "Where the Hell am I?"
I
laid there watching powerless to stop her as she gradually carved
my body as one might a pumpkin for Halloween. She giggled feverishly
and chanted to herself as she skillfully went about her work.
The pain was insurmountable and I felt myself losing all reason
and sanity. I eventually stopped screaming, and simply prayed
for death. After what felt like hours of agonizing torture, and
after most of my limbs had been whittled away I gradually felt
myself begin to slip away, death was finally beckoning me and
I eagerly greeted it. Yes, soon my misery was going to be over.
"Almost over, almost over." Became my dying mantra and
in the very last moments, I glared up once more straight into
the eyes of my tormentor, which were glowing red.
"Where
the HELL am I?"
Suddenly
my memory flooded back. I remembered exactly where I had been.
I had been chasing down the river in a raft! I surely remember
now. Yes, I had hit a jagged rock and I fallen into the icy water.
I remember being submerged and screaming frantically for assistance!
Then I hit my head against the sharp rocks, and I felt my skull
crack open and discovered that I was unable to breathe. I was
helpless as my lungs became flooded by the water. Then there was
nothing but a blissful peace. It was over. Death had taken me.
My
eyes suddenly sprang open as I awoke…
The end.
