Psychopath (FF#3)

Friday Fictioneers Week #3

The year is 2099, I’m driving my hooverbike to work in Southie.  I see a young woman, dressed up in a blue skirt, white blouse and sandals.  She stands in front of what should be a condemned house, head facing the ground.   I pull in, maybe she might need help.  She turns, returning into the house.

“Wait.  Can I help?”

“Come in.”

I follow her through the door, it violently shuts behind me.

My heart sinks, seeing dead bodies scattered about. 

I feel cold steel against my neck and hear a soft giggling.

“It will be over soon.” She promises.

Reviews

[audrie]

This definitely had my attention. . .you are very talented

[nseddy]

Thanks so much for your review!

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

Eeeeeeeek, so creepy! Poor character, yikes

[nseddy]

Thanks SpeedyHobbit!

[SamanthaMarie]

Scary! If this were a movie this would be one of those scenes that I'm yelling "Don't do it! Don't go in there!". Great short story

[nseddy]

Thanks So much for your kind review!

[❀ Gabriela ..]

Oh my! That's a creepy one! Good writing!!

[nseddy]

Thank you!