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The head didn't come right off like you see in all those zombie movies. No, it took a couple swings... I suppose with a freshly sharpened ax and plenty of room you could get that perfect decapitation scene. The fact that he was still alive-not some rotting, reanimated corpse-didn't make it any easier.
What brought me to this? How many more will it take to satisfy him? Even now I can hear him echoing in the back of my head like Bate's mother in Psycho; but this is real life, not a Hitchcock thriller. I wonder if all those other serial killer's had moments like this? It always seems to set in at this point-while the blood is still warm on my face and chest-while my hands are still shaking from the force it took to break through the spine.
I can't do this forever, I know I will be caught, but who? I feel damn near unstoppable! But those thoughts will fade shortly... I can already feel them slipping away like the wood handle in my bloody fist... like the red fog, burning off quickly and opening my eyes to horror of what is right in front of me. Could this have been prevented? Maybe if I hadn't watched so many violent, cult movies about people losing their minds in a cabin a lot like this one. If my parents had paid more attention when I stayed up late reading EC comics under my blanket... but I know it's too late for that now... somebody please stop me!