Mrs. Kerwin was in her car, on the way home, driving on the freeway.
Looking ahead, she saw a sea of cars. Sighing, and knowing that there
must've been an accident and she'll be held up for quite a while, she
attempted to call Ashley to tell her that she'll be late. But lo! Her cell
phone didn't get service out there on the freeway.
Rick left the door to the Kerwin household open as he snuck up the stairs to see if Ashley was in her room, or better yet, in the shower! The stairs creaked, and of course Rick didn't want to be heard. Remembering a trick he learned in a book about stalking people, he pressed himself against the wall and only stepped on the part of the step that touches the next step. Successful in his maneuver, he started tiptoeing down the hall. He sucked in a deep breath of air--
Rick: HHHHHUHHHH!
--as soon as he saw Ashley, lying spread eagle on her bed, napping! Knowing this is the perfect time to finally lose it (and possibly get a meal) he rushed into the room. The noise didn't matter to Rick anymore; he had become a ravenous animal/cannibal, the same ravenous animal/cannibal that had hurt Terri. But once he got into Ashley's room, and had eyed with eager eyes the broken mirror and vodka bottle, glass all over the floor, and empty container of pills under the bed, he knew the TRUTH; Ashley was dead.
Rick: This is my lucky day! FINALLY, I'll get the meal I always wanted! Hmmm...
He looked her over . Picked up her arm and dropped it, letting it fall limply to Ashley's side.
Rick: She isn't as plump as Terri, but she'll do!
Rick decided to start munching from the bottom up. He lifted up her leg which, lucky for him, she had shaved, and took a huge bite. The flesh was tough, but after a few minutes he finally got it into his mouth. He said a garbled version of:
Rick: Oh this is great!
Except it sounded more like:
Rick: Oh-ho lisis huh-rate!
He mostly got skin in that bite, so once he'd finished chewing the tough epidermis, he went back to the same spot and took another huge bite. Rick knew, without a doubt in his mind, that this is going to be his best lunch EVER.
Rick left the door to the Kerwin household open as he snuck up the stairs to see if Ashley was in her room, or better yet, in the shower! The stairs creaked, and of course Rick didn't want to be heard. Remembering a trick he learned in a book about stalking people, he pressed himself against the wall and only stepped on the part of the step that touches the next step. Successful in his maneuver, he started tiptoeing down the hall. He sucked in a deep breath of air--
Rick: HHHHHUHHHH!
--as soon as he saw Ashley, lying spread eagle on her bed, napping! Knowing this is the perfect time to finally lose it (and possibly get a meal) he rushed into the room. The noise didn't matter to Rick anymore; he had become a ravenous animal/cannibal, the same ravenous animal/cannibal that had hurt Terri. But once he got into Ashley's room, and had eyed with eager eyes the broken mirror and vodka bottle, glass all over the floor, and empty container of pills under the bed, he knew the TRUTH; Ashley was dead.
Rick: This is my lucky day! FINALLY, I'll get the meal I always wanted! Hmmm...
He looked her over . Picked up her arm and dropped it, letting it fall limply to Ashley's side.
Rick: She isn't as plump as Terri, but she'll do!
Rick decided to start munching from the bottom up. He lifted up her leg which, lucky for him, she had shaved, and took a huge bite. The flesh was tough, but after a few minutes he finally got it into his mouth. He said a garbled version of:
Rick: Oh this is great!
Except it sounded more like:
Rick: Oh-ho lisis huh-rate!
He mostly got skin in that bite, so once he'd finished chewing the tough epidermis, he went back to the same spot and took another huge bite. Rick knew, without a doubt in his mind, that this is going to be his best lunch EVER.