Chapter 4
Paul Roberts, a 25 year old with black, curly hair, around height five feet ten inches tall and average build, was sleeping in his bedroom. The room itself was not at all well kept with empty wine bottles, pornographic magazines and all sorts of distasteful items littered around. The bedroom walls were plastered with posters of naked or semi naked models of his choosing. His bedroom was quite similar to the Steven's, the only difference was that his bedroom had two windows, although these were also closed and latched. The windows were not closed due to the air conditioning but rather as a form of protection. He was sleeping on a thick, soft, silky bed, and held a similar, thick, soft silky pillow tightly at his chest. He was stirring restlessly. When he felt that he could no longer sleep, he got up. He seemed to be disturbed. He strolled around the room, uneasily. He put on the slippers which he religiously kept in the corner of the room and then left.
What to do now? ...
He thought and went towards the kitchen. He walked into the kitchen and switched on the light. Then he went to the fridge, opened it, and took out a water bottle. Quickly, due to his insatiable thirst, he drank the whole bottle in a few gulps. Holding the empty bottle in his hand, he went to the foyer.
The foyer was in complete darkness. Paul sat on a chair.
Let's watch TV...
He pondered this idea and then picked up the remote which he kept on a side table. As he switched on the TV, his eyes went wide, his face became pale and sweaty, and he started shivering dreadfully. He saw the stream of blood slowly trickling down from the top of the TV and beginning to run down the TV screen. Suddenly he got up, fumbled, and switched on the light in the room.
There is nobody in the room..
Then how did it happened..
He looked at the TV
Shuffling he ran to the telephone and dialled a number. A big piece of fresh flesh was kept on the top of the TV, which was still bleeding.
He picked up the telephone and began to dial a number with his trembling hands.
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Chapter 5
Children were playing in the playground without a care in the world. Suddenly the sirens of police cars roared into the air, scaring the youngsters who ran back to their parents. Police cars were driving ferociously on the road. The cars departed with the speed with which they came and turned to the right on the next turn.
Police cars stopped by the house, making an ear-splitting siren noise. As soon as the cars stopped, the team, under the leadership of Sam, left the cars and ran towards the house.
" The two of you go and look around the house", Sam ordered to his two teammates.
They left behind the group and started investigating, one from the right side of the house and the other from the left. Detective Sam and the other members assembled at the front door. Jeff pressed the doorbell. It rang, but no movement came from inside. They waited for a while before Jeff rang the doorbell again before knocking also.
" Hello? Is anybody there? Open the door!", Jeff exclaimed.
One of them knocked the door again. But there was no movement inside. Sam was becoming annoyed.
He ordered, “Kick it open."
Jeff and his two colleagues were literally banging on the door.
" Here. Push here with force", Sam advised.
" No”, replied one of the colleagues, “the latch would be somewhere here"
" Forcefully”, Jeff advised. “Give it some more force"
" Everybody just don't just be pushing. Somebody keep a guard on us", Sam instructed.
At last they kicked the door open. As the door opened, the team rushed in. Detective Sam was entering cautiously holding his pistol straight in front of him. The others followed him guarding each other. As they were about to spread throughout the house, they caught sight of a dreadful scene in the hall. Their facial expressions faded away. It was Paul's corpse lying on the sofa, his neck cut, eyes bulged out, head turned to one side, and the things in the hall littered around. He was also murdered in almost the exact same way as Steven Smith. It was evident from the littered things that he too had put up a fight for survival.
" Search around in the house" Sam ordered.
Three-four members of the team spread all over the house.
" Search in the bedroom too" Sam continued.
Detective Sam looked around in the room. He saw the TV screen spotted with a blood streamlet and the piece of flesh lying on the top. Sam signalled for one of the investigation team members. Immediately he went to the TV and started to collect the evidence from there. Then Sam’s attention was drawn to the windows of the hall. Again, the windows were locked from inside. Suddenly something odd on the sofa caught Sam's attention.
He reached out and touched it. It was a collection of hairs lying on the sofa, beside the corpse.
A strange silence filled the air. One of the investigation team members came forward and bagged the bunch. Jeff was looking at the bunch and the piece of flesh alternatively. His mind... not only his mind, almost everyone’s mind was filled with so many unanswered questions. But to whom they should ask was the next immediate questio
Children were playing in the playground without a care in the world. Suddenly the sirens of police cars roared into the air, scaring the youngsters who ran back to their parents. Police cars were driving ferociously on the road. The cars departed with the speed with which they came and turned to the right on the next turn.
Police cars stopped by the house, making an ear-splitting siren noise. As soon as the cars stopped, the team, under the leadership of Sam, left the cars and ran towards the house.
" The two of you go and look around the house", Sam ordered to his two teammates.
They left behind the group and started investigating, one from the right side of the house and the other from the left. Detective Sam and the other members assembled at the front door. Jeff pressed the doorbell. It rang, but no movement came from inside. They waited for a while before Jeff rang the doorbell again before knocking also.
" Hello? Is anybody there? Open the door!", Jeff exclaimed.
One of them knocked the door again. But there was no movement inside. Sam was becoming annoyed.
He ordered, “Kick it open."
Jeff and his two colleagues were literally banging on the door.
" Here. Push here with force", Sam advised.
" No”, replied one of the colleagues, “the latch would be somewhere here"
" Forcefully”, Jeff advised. “Give it some more force"
" Everybody just don't just be pushing. Somebody keep a guard on us", Sam instructed.
At last they kicked the door open. As the door opened, the team rushed in. Detective Sam was entering cautiously holding his pistol straight in front of him. The others followed him guarding each other. As they were about to spread throughout the house, they caught sight of a dreadful scene in the hall. Their facial expressions faded away. It was Paul's corpse lying on the sofa, his neck cut, eyes bulged out, head turned to one side, and the things in the hall littered around. He was also murdered in almost the exact same way as Steven Smith. It was evident from the littered things that he too had put up a fight for survival.
" Search around in the house" Sam ordered.
Three-four members of the team spread all over the house.
" Search in the bedroom too" Sam continued.
Detective Sam looked around in the room. He saw the TV screen spotted with a blood streamlet and the piece of flesh lying on the top. Sam signalled for one of the investigation team members. Immediately he went to the TV and started to collect the evidence from there. Then Sam’s attention was drawn to the windows of the hall. Again, the windows were locked from inside. Suddenly something odd on the sofa caught Sam's attention.
He reached out and touched it. It was a collection of hairs lying on the sofa, beside the corpse.
A strange silence filled the air. One of the investigation team members came forward and bagged the bunch. Jeff was looking at the bunch and the piece of flesh alternatively. His mind... not only his mind, almost everyone’s mind was filled with so many unanswered questions. But to whom they should ask was the next immediate questio
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Chapter 6
Sam was sat sipping a coffee with his associate officer, intently the serial killer case. From their gestures it was evident that the discussion going on in between them was of extreme importance. In between their speech, they were taking small swigs of the coffee in order to stay alert. Suddenly, a TV news report grabbed their attention.
“ The body of a second victim was found today, the similarity and brutality of this murder being identical to another body found earlier this week. Such connections have lead many to feel that we are faced with a possible serial killer. It is believed that the bodies have been found in rooms which have been locked from inside, however the police are unwilling to comment upon this. Whilst the city braces itself for the news of any further killings, residents near the crime scene, although shaken by the events, have been comforted by revealing the information that both victims had extensive criminal records which may be the motive for the killer's actions, although the police are at present not willing to comment upon this.”
“ Well if its media attention the killer wants, he's certainly starting to get it” Sam told his associate.
But the officer seated across from Sam did not comment, fully absorbed in the news report.
There was panic everywhere in the city. The serial killer was openly roaming around and the police were unable to catch him.
How many more names were on his list?
Who was his next victim?
And why he was killing these people?
With some purpose? Or without any?...
Nobody knew the answers.
Sam was sat sipping a coffee with his associate officer, intently the serial killer case. From their gestures it was evident that the discussion going on in between them was of extreme importance. In between their speech, they were taking small swigs of the coffee in order to stay alert. Suddenly, a TV news report grabbed their attention.
“ The body of a second victim was found today, the similarity and brutality of this murder being identical to another body found earlier this week. Such connections have lead many to feel that we are faced with a possible serial killer. It is believed that the bodies have been found in rooms which have been locked from inside, however the police are unwilling to comment upon this. Whilst the city braces itself for the news of any further killings, residents near the crime scene, although shaken by the events, have been comforted by revealing the information that both victims had extensive criminal records which may be the motive for the killer's actions, although the police are at present not willing to comment upon this.”
“ Well if its media attention the killer wants, he's certainly starting to get it” Sam told his associate.
But the officer seated across from Sam did not comment, fully absorbed in the news report.
There was panic everywhere in the city. The serial killer was openly roaming around and the police were unable to catch him.
How many more names were on his list?
Who was his next victim?
And why he was killing these people?
With some purpose? Or without any?...
Nobody knew the answers.