17
Hail sat down and placed the DVD into the DVD player and pressed play.
Flashing images and screams echoed out. ‘The Slasher’ self imposed on the screen in blood red litters dripping.
Laila turned on the shower, she slipped out of her robe stepping into the shower pulling the shower curtain across. The door closed. Footsteps echoed across the hall a male in dark clothing walked into the bathroom. He pulled the curtain back.
Laila screamed.
He slashed her arms and her breast.
Laila dropped, he caught her then carried her across to the bed placing her down onto it.
Hail climbed onto the bed looking doe n on Laila, she opened her eyes looking at him her eyes terrified.
She screamed hail placed his hand over her mouth he slipped inside her having sex with her.
He removed his hand off her mouth replacing it his lips before she screamed again kissing her hungrily gliding the knives down her flesh slicing it. Tears rolled down her face. He pulled away placing his feet firmly onto the floor and walked away leaving Laila lying on the bed naked in blood.
Laila walked into the room in a satin gown. She walked slowly over to Hail. He placed his hands on her shoulders. They looked at one another eyes fixed on the other. He slid his hands down her body untying the knot in the satin gown he slipped his hands under the gown pushing it off her body bearing her naked flesh.
Hail placed his lips on hers kissing her pulling out two knives slashing her arms placing them back in their sleeves on his jeans.
He pulled away taking her hand leading her over to the bed throwing her on to it.
He stripped of getting onto the bed whispering into her ear, turning her over. He turned holding onto her hips slipping inside he having sex with her.
Hail slipped his hands under the pillow grabbing a further two knives slashing her swiping them across her back she screamed as he slashed her again.
He dropped the knives to the floor continuing to have sex with her digging his nails into her back dragging them down her spine blood seeped from each and every cut, even the scratch marks he had made.
Hail placed his legs either side of Laila, turning her over.
Laila looked at Hail dazed.
Hail placed his lips on hers kissing her, lifting her legs so her feet were placed firmly on the bed.
He eased himself inside her having sex with her picking up the two knifes off the bed gliding them down her legs. He moved away from her lips looking down on her gliding the knives down her body. He pushed harder dropping the knives to the floor.
Hail walked back and forth in front of the crucifix miming, holding a knife.
Laila screamed.
Hail slashed a cross upon her body her head dropped lying limp.
Twenty bodies lay on the stoned ground of the cave.
The camera round.
Bodies lay dead a cross slashed across them
Their faces pale, warped.
Laila walked further in.
An arm grabbed her ankle her eyes bloods shot looking glazed. ‘Help me please.’
Her hand dropped back onto the ground.
Hail stood behind the chair where Laila sat. Hail pulled Laila’s head back, sliding his hands down her neck, placing his lips on hers kissing her, gliding a knife down her body.
Laila screamed.
Hail pulled away loosing her hair. He walked round the chair to the front of her.
Laila looked at him nervously, he smiled before kneeling down in front of her. He moved forward placing his lips on hers kissing her
He moved away, guiding the knife down her face, and down her arms.
Laila screamed.
Blood seeping out of every slash he’d given her. Her head began to spin her eyes closed, her head lay limp.
Laila sat painfully on the chair her eyes had tears in them. Tears rolled down Laila’s cut face, clean cuts to it and her arms her clothes tattered. Dirty. ‘Help me, if I don’t get out of here they’ll kill me.’
She lifted her arms and hands, clean knife cuts they bared she lowered them from her eyes clean cuts to the face. ‘Please help me!’
Hail’s eyes became glazed, angered.
The door closed Hail sprung to his feet.
Ging walked into the living space. ‘What’s up bro?’
‘Did you look at this before you copied it?’
‘No why?’
‘I told you to edit it.’
‘Why?’
‘Laila’s been using the corder take a look for yourself.’ Hail said giving Ging the remote.
Ging pressed play.
‘Skip it to the end.’
Ging fast forward on the remote fast forwarding the DVD.
‘Now!’
Ging pressed play.
Twenty bodies lay on the stoned ground of the cave.
The camera round.
Bodies lay dead a cross slashed across them
Their faces pale, warped.
Laila walked further in.
An arm grabbed her ankle her eyes bloods shot looking glazed. ‘Help me please.’
Her hand dropped back onto the ground.
Ging looked at Hail. ‘Did you?’
‘What do you take me for?’
‘She must’ve over heard us talking. Bitch is there any more?’
‘Yeah spin it to the end. After the chair’.
Ging pressed fast forward on the remote.
‘STOP!’
Ging pressed play.
Laila sat painfully on the chair her eyes had tears in them. Tears rolled down Laila’s cut face, clean cuts to it and her arms her clothes tattered. Dirty. ‘Help me, if I don’t get out of here they’ll kill me.’
She lifted her arms and hands, clean knife cuts they bared she lowered them from her eyes clean cuts to the face. ‘Help me please.’
‘Shit’
‘What are we going to do?’
‘Get out of here.’
Ging pulled the DVD out of the DVD player and switched it off.