"I cannot say anything about my secret garden, but because I love you I'll let you see it."

That was what her beloved had said. He had taken her to a mansion that was protected on all sides by a tall wall. He calmly opened the gates, led her in, and closed them behind them. She didn't notice that he locked them. Then he led her down a path that led to one of the most beautiful gardens she had ever seen. It was like nothing that she had ever seen. "It's beautiful," she whispered. She turned and smiled at him.

"Glad you like it, but I'll show you my garden within a garden,"

He led her down the path again. She noticed that the garden was humongous. "Why is it so big?" she asked him as they continued walking.

"To hide the garden within a garden. My true secret garden. Ah, here we are."

She blinked at him and then turned in the direction he was staring at. Her eyes widened in horror at what she saw. She backed away from it and from him. Then she turned and ran, suddenly realizing what she had gotten herself into. She made her way back to the gates only to realize that they were locked. She had no way of climbing it, or slipping past it.

"Did you like my fear garden?" she whipped around in terror to stare at him. Then her eyes landed on the knife that he had. Her eyes stared up at him in terror.

"Glad you liked it. Do don't run away," he said the last part as she managed to run away and fled to another section of the mansion grounds.

"One… Two… Three…" To her horror it sounded as though he was getting closer. She continued to run, increasing her speed.

"Four… Five… Six…" Closer, and closer, as though he was effortlessly catching up to her. She was already out of breath. But she forced herself to continue running, to try to find an exit. She needed to escape; she needed to tell people about who he really was.

"Seven… Ten…" She felt a searing pain against her back, and at the same time she tripped and fell down to the ground. Her face hit the red and brown concrete. 'Red… Brown…' she thought. She noticed three things at one. One: she was bleeding from a gash on her back. Two: the tainted concrete was red with blood, and brown where the blood had dried, and Three: her beloved was standing over her holding a bloody knife in hand. Noticing that she was staring at him, he smiled and lifted up the knife.

"Don't worry my flower. You'll look so pretty in my garden."

She crawled away from him, dragging herself quickly away, only to feel a searing pain on her back. She screamed and collapsed. He took advantage of that and continued to repeatedly stab her. He continued even after her screams had died off.

"Oops. Got carried away." He murmured as he lifted up one of her hands and kissed it. "Sorry about that love, but you struggled, and there was no other way to stop you"

'Now to take my prize,' he thought as he bent down and tore off his prizes away from her.

"So beautiful," he murmured as he walked back to his secret garden. He went to the spot where he was going to put them. He smiled as he put them at the center of some of his other prizes. But unlike the others he put them in the soil so that they were the tallest ones. Carefully he positioned them so they wouldn't collapse. Then carefully moved the fingers into place, and bend the wrists to the place he wanted. Satisfied, he went back to her, and picked her up, only to abandon her in an alley.

"I cannot tell anyone about my secret garden. For in the boundaries of my garden hands sprout out so beautifully"

Author's Note:

Wow. Wonder if you can guess who it is. Will try to update by next Wednesday.