The Internet Murders

No pain; she could not breathe, she thought, as she heard rasping sounds and fell unconscious. The dark figure looked out at the street, then smiling, turned back to Ruby, who lay still. She had suffered a small cut as a result of the struggle. A faint trace of blood was visible. The stranger broke the silence, “You wanted me babe, and now you are mine, all mine.” The shadow dragged her to the bedroom and placed her carefully in a fetal position on the bed, her face to the wall. Long minutes of staring at the whore, then a jaunty walk to the fridge to hunt for some cat food. The terrified feline was cowering under the bed. Another time, hot babe, the shadow sneered before leaving her and returning to the outside night. *** George had thought the coffee shop was open 24 hours. Now what? Looks like he wasn’t the only one wanting a coffee. The tall dark stranger was walking away from the coffee shop and looking up at a woman on the second floor. She’s pretty, he thought. Probably wanted to get her a coffee, before interrupting her work on the computer. I would get[…]” Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “The Internet Murders." You may order from: www.silvaredigonda.com