Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

It was a deep gloomy night wolves howling in the dark, stars glowing a dark shade of crimson an unusual night a Woman is walking down a sidewalk on the outskirts of London towards her house.
"Yeah Baby I'll be home soon" She said to her husband through the phone and continued walking but she was not alone a tall figure was following her hiding in the dark.
The woman put the phone back into her purse and started heading through a path in the forest, the Figure was still following her it was starting to catch up to her and slowly approached her whispering into her ear "You shouldn't walk alone in the forests girly" before laughing maniacally clearly startled the woman turned around to face the figure yelling at it "WHO ARE YOU!?" 
getting a response of just a wide grin.

The woman started running away 
petrified of the figure but it seemed to have disappeared and she sighed in relief but the happiness was short lived as the figure tackled her still laughing "I am the Disciple Of Death" The Figure responded to her earlier question, The woman struggled to get away but it was to no avail for the figure was too strong lifting her up to a well placed meat hook on the tree through her neck "Now the preparations" The figure mumbled and pulled out a set of knives cleavers and embalming tools with the woman trying to get herself of the meat hook with blood dripping down her clothes forming a pool under her.

After the Figure had his knives and tools out He began slicing open the woman's stomach with her insides slowly dripping out down her body forming a pile on the puddle of blood 
"You Truly are a special person" the Figure said to the hanging corpse as he started carving out her heart tearing open the rib cage from the bottom dropping the broken ones into a duffle bag until he finally reached his intended target the heart carefully cutting it out "Oh how lovely so round so alive" the Figure said while he looked at it in awe and placed it down on a tray starting to open up her throat with a scalpel causing the blood to rush out.

After bleeding the corpse dry the Figure jammed the heart down her throat watching it slowly force down it his work was complete l leaving behind only a flower a Lavender.

To Be Continued...