The Café

Oh yes, I’m insane Oh don’t remind me Just let it be. I arrived at night. Not finished till the thirst for screams are satisfied. Not finished till the knife turns dull. I am never happy enough with the gallons of blood. Boom!! The door opens oh so quickly. The people still as the wind gushes in. No one to be seen walking through that door just a lot of leafs. Ha, yes it’s a trick and nothing but a trick. A bag gets thrown. A sharp blood thirsty knife rips open the bag. As the so normal, just normal guy walks in, one person faints to the floor. As that oh so casual guy walks. He walks near to the bag. He takes out all the blades, sharpening them. He smiles and laughs with a laughter oh so horrid. Everyone tries to leave the café; the horrid laughter shuts the door. That horrid laugh was so tempting; yes it was so tempting just to laugh along. But, his eyes, oh that casual look. Yet the next thing I knew that laugh was only the beginning. The beginning of a horrid painful death, yet to come. As those café doors were locked, the screams rushed in. Those horrid screams were enough to make me smile. Those screams weren’t enough to satisfy. Those screams made me smile yes? Oh yes did it make me smile. The knife was passed to me as the oh so casual guy left the cafe. Yes I was the killer all along. Now it’s clear to you isn’t it? But that knife that was passed wasn’t passed to me. Oh no. It wasn’t. That knife was passed inside if I may say so. Yes, Inside. Inside who or what you may ask yourself? It went inside my first victim. Not only had the blood come out of my first victim. But also his intestines came out. I pulled those intestines out. No, oh no it wasn’t slowly to watch the victim suffer. I had a lot of business to take care of. Those intestines came out oh so quickly. I laughed while yanking the intestines. Watching everyone and deep despair. Those intestines were useful to my plot. As I was smiling, I walked to the waiter. I was smiling oh so gracefully. I tied the intestines around my hands. To get a good grasp of what I would do next. The light went out. Yells of the young waiter were heard. Those oh so horrifying yell made me laugh in the darkness. The thud of the young waiter broke the yell into deep silence. The floor boards broke; they also broke the lady’s skull wide open. The young lady laying there was smiling. Yes, it all happened so suddenly. That smile burned an image in my head. Yet, still I wasn’t satisfied. Yes more, More, MORE!!!! While I kept on laughing. The blood filled the café floor. I was never satisfied. The pool of blood only made me chuckle. The screams died down in my head. They aren’t screams anymore. They turned into joy and laughter into my ears. As I danced with the victims, I was laughing. Oh yes. I was laughing so. Everyone turned their sad horrid screams into happiness. As I heard only. But oh no. They weren’t happy. They were still in horror. While looking at them and dancing I was swinging. Oh yes swing left, swing right, swing up, swing down, Not only heads came off but legs, arms, fingers toes and a lot more. People yelling, blood everywhere. I finally used those blood soaked intestines. Yep I had used them skillfully. Oh so skillfully were they used. I had remembered how it came to be how I ended up here. Here in this jail cell. I had cut a hole in one of the victims. I put the intestines down the victim’s mouth then put my hand in the hole. I searched for those intestines. I grabbed them. I tied them on the victim. Then I swung the victim left and right. Killing everyone in sight laughing and humming. That body. Oh yes did it go everywhere. That body. Oh yes did it kill everyone. The body pleaded for mercy. I had to do something so I wouldn’t go completely insane. I had taken the body. Yes no sign of anything. No blood. Everything was spotless. Everything was clean. I still don’t understand how the cops had come. How did they come to find it was me? There was no trace of blood or anything. Victims all looked like they were asleep. The blood? The blood is with me in my giant pool of blood and bodies. That pool is deeper than 20 feet. Filled with not only blood but with people. The body that I used to kill everyone? That I also took with me. No trace I made sure I had covered everyone in gasoline. I burned the place down after a few hours. But still alone with this body. In a cell. Sitting and waiting to get my next meal. Waiting and sitting cutting the body. Playing with the blood oh so joyfully. Made patterns and games. Made songs and tunes Made life seem like there was something to do. Just now waiting for me to die. Just now waiting for me to leave. My next plot is near…