Chapter 1.
It was late at night,and love was in the air. Bradley was finally getting laid, and he was doing it in style too; in the back of his car,at the Lover's Leap lookout. It had a view over the sleepy town of Morrisville,and it was a very nice view at that. The perfect setting for some frantic,teenage sex. He pulled up in a spot with a particularly brilliant view.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked his companion.
"Bradley,I'm definitely sure. You've been so nice to me,and I've really enjoyed me feel very least I could do for you is to give you your first time,"she said.
"Oh Jane,I love you," he said,and they began to kiss passionately. She slid her hand into his pants; just at that moment,he realised he really needed to pee.
"Jane,baby,I'll be back in a minute. Just gotta get ready," he said, exiting the car.
He walked down the dark path to the public toilets,and he heard a sound in the bushes. He stopped and looked around. Nothing caught his eye; he continued the walk to the toilet.
He was greeted with an "Out Of Order" sign; just his luck. And surely he couldn't go into the Ladies' room. It looked like he'd just have to wing it. He walked off into the bushes and picked a good tree,a tall oak. Down came his pants, and the stream began; relief came over him like a wave. There was that noise in the bushes again; he didn't care. It was probably just a raccoon or something. He continued urinating,when he heard:
"Hello there,mate."
He froze in shock. He didn't dare turn around.
"Having fun there then?"
Bradley tried to open his mouth,but nothing came out. Not a scream for help,not a shout for salvation,not even the smallest of noises.
"I asked you a question,friend. Are you having fun?"
"I-well,I-no,sir."
The mysterious man chuckled.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Don't worry,I'll take care of it."
The man grabbed Bradley from behind and held a knife to his throat.
"I'll fucking take care of it,"he chuckled dementedly.
"No-please-don't,"Bradley pleaded.
"No,please,don't,"the man mocked.
"Well,I'll tell you what. I'll give you ten seconds to make a run for it,and if you aren't gone,I'll kill you. Do you understand?"
Bradley nodded. He was so scared,it was all he could do.
"Okay-run for it,boy."
The man let go of him and he ran as fast as he could back to the the light,the safety of the car park. The man was counting loudly.
"5."
He pushed himself to go faster;he felt like his legs were going to explode.
"4."
Still harder. he really,really didn't want to die. Not now.
"3."
He could see his car now. He was going to make it,he was sure.
"2."
He ran straight into the door,and began to fumble with the handle. For some reason,he couldn't get it open-
"1."
This was it-he either opened the door and drove away as fast as possible,or he got cut the fuck up by a maniac.
"'s up. Thanks for being a target,mate."
Bradley turned around just in time to see the knife sail through the air towards him. Everything was in slow motion. He heard Jane's scream. Felt the knife enter his left eye. And then he felt no more.
"BRADLEY!FUCK!" Jane screamed. The psycho was coming to claim his kill. Jane had to act fast. She turned the key,smashed it into reverse and pushed the pedal to the floor. The car rocketed backwards from the scene just as the killer yanked the knife out of Bradley's eye socket.
He watched the car drive off into the night,and he laughed. He just laughed and laughed,until he heard a car approaching. He quickly slunk off into the trees. Done for the night.