Jokes

Her pale hand shakes as she raises her index finger and points to the knife.

The last one on the right.

"This one?"

While smiling at her, I pick up the knife she pointed to and cradle it in my hand.

She looks at me for a moment, with a blank expression, and then looks down while nodding.

"Good choice…"

She looks up abruptly and smiles.

I tilt my head and smile while meeting her eyes with my blood red ones.

"…just not the right one…"

I laugh…a shinigami laugh.

Her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

For a moment I start to believe she literally froze to death because of how pale she became.

"No…no….NO….NO!"

She starts to scream hysterically; cuss words, anything she can think of.

"You see my dear, it is quite impossible for you to choose the right one…do you know why?"

Clank clank clank clank.

She gets up and starts to move vigorously, trying to reach me, trying to escape.

"C'mon Susie, tell me why you think it's impossible?"

I pick up the knife she pointed at and walk up to her.

Grabbing her by her hair, I pull her so that her back is facing me.

She freezes when she feels the knife on her neck.

"That's because I don't have a skinning knife…"

I giggle while whispering in her ear.

I hear a gasp of disbelief…has she lost her mind yet?

"I remember someone told me earlier today that I shouldn't give strangers rides…"

I put pressure on the knife; I feel her body shake out sobs.

"…but isn't it the other way around? That you shouldn't ask a stranger for a ride? Because they just might try to kill you in the end?"

I giggle and lick the dried blood off her cheek.

"I didn't do any-anything to you…" She cried out loud.

"I didn't do anything to you…HAHAHAHA I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU? YOU DON'T REMEMBER DO YOU?"

I take the knife off and slice her cheek.

"AHHHH!" And the prey shrieks again.

"What are you talking about?"

I trip her and toss the knife on the towel.

She falls down and hits her head on the ground and cries more.

"7 years ago. I walked into your news station and you happened to be sitting there with your perfect co workers, discussing some topic as unimportant as the gum under your shoe. I walked up to you in a panic and asked you to please put a picture in your segment for the show because someone dear to me was missing. Nothing too hard to understand. And do you know what you said at that point Susie?"

I grab the biggest knife and make it towards her.

"HMM SUSIE? DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU SAID?"

I start to slice her clothes, leaving only her undergarments.

She fights vigorously until I finally pull her so that her hands are above her head.

"You said: 'no one gives a fuck about you and that kid in the photo, now get lost, you're wasting my time.'"

While smiling, I start to slice her skin as though she is just a piece of meat.

"Please! Ahhh! NOOOO!"

"Please? PLEASE? You know Susie…"

I stop and look at her widened eyes.

"It is just so hilarious how people change when you threaten their lives…haha...do you understand how urgently I needed that small thing to be done? If you had swallowed your arrogance and given about 10 seconds of your segment to me…I would've found that person…which means I would've not been a killer…which in the end means…YOU WOULDN'T BE IN THIS SITUATION RIGHT NOW. Do you see how everything comes back to you?"

She starts to hyperventilate as her eyes start to plead.

"NO! NO! IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" She starts to move very violently; shaking her head, kicking her feet, trying to move her hands.

A dying fish.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA arrogant till the end huh. Well then, I thank you…because you won't make it hard for me to kill you."

I smile at her screams of pain as I penetrate her skin over and over again.

Pools of liquid form below us.

A mixture of tears, blood and sweat.

"All because of you….I haven't seen him since may…2003…"

Throwing the knife down, I grab her head and take one last look into those honey eyes right before I hear a

SNAP.

I growl.

"Goodbye my arrogant Susie.

May you never rest in peace."

Her blood colors the otherwise colorless floor.

Those eyes, as cold as a winter night, stare into my soul.

While giggling, I walk over to the pool of blood underneath my Susie and dip my finger into it.

After my business is done, I grab the bleach and drench everything in it.

This time I leave her on her stomach…those numbers….waiting….hopefully reminding.

Find me my love…before I find you.