He was very proud of what he had planned for tonight. He had
gathered all of the necessary supplies, sat down and thought about what he was
going to do, then he wrote it down so he wouldn’t forget. He made a very nice
detailed list. It was all so perfect. He had grabbed the girl off of a street
corner, planning his route extremely carefully. She was one of the girls who
went out regularly and partied the night away, she did every weekend and sometimes
weekdays as well. He had followed her all the way from the club to the empty
street, but of course she was too intoxicated to notice his car behind her the
entire time. He didn’t even have to jump out and grab her like people usually
do, he casually rolled down the passenger window and asked her if she wanted a
ride home. She hesitated, but only for a moment. She opened the door and hopped
in clumsily, then he drove off. It was really that easy. He drove a little bit
above the speed limit, not enough to get caught of course, but just enough that
they would arrive at the abandoned warehouse a few minutes sooner and she wouldn’t
ask too many questions before they got there.
She was so drunk in the car that she passed out on the ride
there, this was perfect for the man’s plan. He picked up her limp body and
carried her inside the old structure, he set her down on the table and she slowly
woke up. She started asking where she was, he told her not to worry and tied
her down on the operating table. She started to panic now. As drunk as she was,
she knew that this wasn’t right. She struggled against the restraints, but he
had planned for this. He broke one of her shins with a small club he had
brought just in case. She screamed and cried, he laughed and smiled at her. He grabbed
the saw from the table and started cutting just above her kneecap, all the way
through she wailed in pain. When he finally got through, he took her severed leg
and got a skin graft from it. He sewed it onto her stump that used to be her
leg. She kept kicking and wriggling under him. He couldn’t work like this; he
would mess up. He took the club and hit her over the head with it, she was unconscious
now. He continued to sew the flap of skin onto her leg.
He moved to the other leg and repeated his previous actions,
saw, cut, sew. Then he moved to her arm, he started sawing off just above the
joint of her elbow. She started to wake up again, “Good morning, I’m glad you’re
awake. Now you can join the fun.” He said. She screamed in response, and tried
to wiggle her arm so that he couldn’t cut anymore. He held her arm down and
continued to cut. Her screams became more and more hoarse, her throat had to be
burning by now. He took another skin graft from her arm and sewed it onto where
he had cut. She kicked and screamed, then a puzzled look came across her face,
she looked down at her legs and screamed. The man again smiled at her, happy
with his work. He had worked hard to make her perfect. She cried as he moved
around her to her other arm, he was so happy. He was almost finished now; she
would become his own, living doll. He would dress her up, do her hair, and play
with her all the time. He would finally have a friend to play with. He cut the
other arm, again she kicked and screamed. He continued working and ignored her
struggling, she stopped after about 5 minutes of it not working. He was
relieved, now he could work in peace. He again sewed on the skin so that her
arm was complete.
Only one thing left
to do now, he would remove her teeth so that she didn’t snap at him. He grabbed
the pliers and quickly moved towards her. He knew she wouldn’t open up on her
own so he grabbed the club and put her out again, he didn’t enjoy doing this as
much as you might think. They were going to be friends after all. He peeled
back her lips and put them in the dentists tool he got, it held her lips open
so that he could work on her teeth. He examined them, they were beautiful. He opened
her jaw a little bit and put the pliers on one of her bottom teeth, he wiggled
them around and yanked. The tooth came out fairly easily, although it took some
muscle. He continued to do this with all of her teeth, one by one. He couldn’t get
some of the back ones out, so he left them in. It would be better for her chewing
food. He stepped back and admired his work. He was very pleased.
He got the frilly, pink doll dress he had picked out for her
and put it onto her, then he dressed the wounds with gauze and bandages. She was
so pretty. She started to wake up, he grabbed the mirror he brought for her. Her
eyes fluttered open, he held the mirror up to her so she could see how pretty
she was. She screamed again and started to cry. The man smiled, he knew she
would love it. She saw her teeth missing, and moved her tongue to feel around
her mouth. She screamed again, sobbing at herself. He picked her up, “You’re my
new doll” he smiled. She screamed and sobbed more, she wiggled in an attempt to
get away. The man had a good grip on her, she wasn’t going anywhere. He took
her to his car and buckled her into the back seat, he was taking her home to
their dollhouse. He drove a few hours with her screaming in the back seat, his
house was by itself on several acres. They could play alone together forever!
Original work by P.H.
