Horror scene

“Drip drop goes the blood splatter everywhere, drop drop on the floor lays the body there” I say in a sing song voice as my beautiful blade makes its last slice into my latest victims body. I slowly drag my lovely blade through their flesh, feeling the jolt of the blade as it cuts through the skin. I love the feeling of the las cut, which I always do ever so slowly so that I can feel each fibre of skin separate, as though cutting stitches. So peaceful.

Once I finish dragging my blade slowly through their skin I look up at the blood covered room with a smile.

The walls of the room, formally painted white, now has a crimson color all over them. The furniture and decor now all over the place. This last victim was a fighter. Gosh, fighters are always the funniest kills. Seeing the defeated look in their eyes as they realize their death is finally near. The poor fools, thinking they can fight off the drug, only to realize that they can't. Seeing the agonizing look in their eyes, pleading to spare them can be quite entertaining.

Taking in a breath from my nose so I could smell the lovely metallic sent of blood I look around once more and see the clock read 6:47 pm. My lovely little friends should be here soon. Let's see if they'll find me or not this time I think gleefully.

With that I grab my knife and run excitedly to the basement, ducking into the crawl space I found while looking through the place. I get comfy and start to wait. How fun this is, no mater what age hide N seek is always fun.

I gently start humming my lovely little tune of death until I hear the front door break down.

The cops are finally here, let's see if I get any new victims today.