Thursday, November 16, 2006
A Crime
Her body was burned. Not her face. In fact, her whole head was fine, except for the terrifying vision of it. Pain. Like a solid thing.
Lifting up her housewife dress, her midsection and genitals were a blackened mess. Charred skin cracked to reveal oozing red-black deep tissue below. The bone showed on her inner thighs.
She'd been raped. And burned to hide the evidence. But she hadn't been raped in the vagina. The evidence of burning was concentrated in the back. Between her buttocks.
A monster was on the loose; a hungry, devistating monster. And with an appetite like this, he would not soon be sated.
This was going to happen again.
Heeeehehe. I get to work on my thesis again. *stoked*