THE DARK ROOM
THE DARK ROOM
The scream came from the dark room like a gun shot. And in that instant Mel Burton knew that Andy Holt, the man that had drugged her and then rapped her in her own home on Christmas Eve was seriously hurt.
She walked slowly to the door and looked towards the right where she could just make out a lever that had to be the light switch. Mel walked to it and pulled on the heavy metal lever and watched as the room was flooded in light.
When she saw Andy she felt shocked and sick. She had expected him to be hurt but not like this. It was a horrible sight one that she would not forget to the day she died. And one she wished she could forget.
He had run right into a pole that entered through his stomach and exited through his back. Impaled on it. When she got near him, he looked at her.
She watched as dark red blood poured from his mouth.
'Help me Mel help,' was all he could say in a whisper that she could just hear.
'Good bye Andy,' she replied.
And with that he let out a last breath before his head lowed and he was dead.
