Stalker-Part 3

Tasha and Robbie walked foolishly home in the dark along the beach even more foolishly since the stalker was on the loose and they were very aware of it. They had seen the effects first-hand when they had found the girl murdered in the scrub not 300m from where they were now. Tasha quickened her steps and Robbie fell alongside her. A sound in the bush made them break simultaneously into a jog. Tasha's heart was racing.

Natalie giggled to herself as she saw Robbie take Tasha' hand as they were running. She stroked the knife and decided against it. Sure if she murdered them the town would be terrified but then again she wanted to absolutely terrify them-play with them for awhile. She chortled to herself as she jogged alongside them in the sand-dunes. She quickened her pace and cut them off.

"Help! Help!" she called plaintively laying on the sand her eyes glittering with evil. "Not again…Robbie," Tasha said in a half moan as they approached Natalie. Robbie felt a strange sensation like they should turn and run as fast as they could in the opposite direction. "It's Emma Finch!" she murmured in a fake faint-voice. "I've been stabbed," she moaned.

"Oh, fuck!" Tasha swore uncommon for her. Robbie still felt the bad sensation but they approached her running. Natalie waited until they were kneeled over her and whipped her knife out cutting Tasha's throat very deep. She screamed and Natalie clapped a hand over her mouth. She wondered if she had been too foolish to strike without the voices urging her to strike. She pushed it aside. She'd worry about it later. 'Get up," she said in a low dangerous voice. Tasha stood up the sand stained red with her blood but in the dark nobody noticed. Robbie sensibly dropped his wallet to the sand so someone would know that something had happened to them. Tasha pulled her beaded bracelet off and dropped it as well. It had her name on it. Robbie smiled at her reassuringly. This drove Natalie crazy. "Move or I'll knife you right now!" she said nastily. Tasha didn't move and Natalie launched at her with the knife. Robbie jumped in the way and she stabbed him accidentally in the chest. It wasn't deep enough to cause severe blood loss but his black shirt became stained. Tasha moaned in terror. "Move RIGHT NOW!" Natalie said. They moved. They headed for the sand-dunes and over them. Robbie smiled when they saw that they were approaching the caravan park. This was his home! The were ushered into a brightly lit van. "Sit," Natalie said pacing.

"Emma? Why are you doing this?" Tasha whimpered.

"Fucking shut up!" Natalie said loudly. She seemed to be debating something in her head. She reached under the bed quickly and brought out a bag of slightly silvery powder. "Crystal meth!" Tasha breathed.

"Yeah, you want a snort Barbie-doll?" Natalie asked.

"No," Tasha said her throat still dripping blood. She needed stitches desperately. Robbie tried to send her a telepathic message 'hang in there,' she seemed to understand and squeezed his hand. Natalie paced the long blood-stained knife in one hand. Robbie saw Tasha's face go pale she had lost a lot of blood much more than him. It looked like she had cut a vein in the process. The blood had a bluish-tinge to it and it looked very bad. Hr neck and shirt and chest were stained with blood.

Natalie locked the door from the outside and locked the tiny windows. Nobody could fit through those windows. They were about the size of a video-tape. Robbie was thinking wildly. He didn't know what to do, to help Tash. She lay on the bed staining the white bedspread red instantly.

He debated whether or not to shatter the window. He decided to. Another caravan or even his mother or one of the twins could hear him. He wrapped his hand in a cloth and smashed it. It shattered out and he carefully broke the rest of the glass away. "Help! Help!" he yelled. He wasn't aware of Natalie approaching from the back way.

"What do you think you are doing?" Natalie asked reaching for the knife and slicing his shirt from the back terrifying him but not drawing a drop of blood. Tasha's head dropped and her eyes closed.