Halloween Horror Story

Suddenly, I am not able to see him anymore. I have to remain quiet to hear every movement he makes and catch the sound of his breath. Even though he is terrified, he needs oxygen to keep running from me. I couldn’t have chosen a night more perfect than this one. There is no moon and the clouds cover every star in the sky. I know this forest as the back of my hand, so I don’t need my eyes to see where I’m going. The freezing wind is my ally; he is not going to last much longer before he begs me to end it.

But, what is the use of killing if I can’t do some foreplay before? Maybe I could warn him that this has just started. I hear a branch crack: there he is again! I start running and he does the same with that shivering tempo I love the most. I should do this more often, I had forgotten how good it feels. He is about to get to the lake; I wonder what this one will do. They are getting so creative!

Ah! He got into the water, I couldn’t have asked for more on this Halloween night. They think they can hold their breath long enough so that I can’t find them, but what they don’t know is that the time without breathing makes them too weak to fight back when I stab them after finding them, which always happens.

My patience will be well rewarded. I caught a real fighter. He probably got that from the filthy business he was involved in. The harder it is, the better the kill. He was underneath the water for almost a minute. Impressive considering how much we have already been running. This is a promising night for sure. Slowly, I take the knife out and take big steps into the lake. At this stage, he is probably almost deft after the loud music in the car. I think he doesn’t hear me coming. I have become an excellent swimmer after all the late practices.

I grab him from the back. He resists. I hold him tight. There is a mix of fear and relief when he understands it is about to be over. Another mistake: it is not over until I say so. I pull him into the water, once, twice… Now he is beginning to realize he still has more battles to fight before it is over.

I release him from my mortal hug and he jumps out of the water. He runs directly to my favorite spot between the trees. He falls right into the trap and I calmly meet him there. As if I were the director on a movie, the clouds let a glimpse of light through and he looks at my shinning knife terrified. Now it will be over. That beautiful last breath of a man’s life is what keeps me motivated on cleaning this dirty world.

He surely got that coming for him.