Chapter 1: Fatal Encounter(1)
"I did it!"
Sitting on the ledge of the roof, she chuckled flailing her legs. The slippers she was wearing flew off. She watched them land ten stories down on the stone pavement.
Amusing!
It was morning—almost working hours. No one looked up even when the slippers tainted with blood landed in front of them. They all were walking with their head bowed looking into their phones, checking the stocks or whatever that they perceived as important.
Silly people! As if there isn’t a whole world out there outside of their little phones and their little cubicles, they are so eager to get into...
She took a look at her hands. They were soaked in blood. The blade in her hand had stuck to her palm. It was amusing for her to learn that blood could act as glue.
Everything was amusing. She didn’t remember the last time she was this happy. It must have been ages ago. She placed the blade on the ledge.
The dried blood on her made her feel itchy and the metallic smell of blood made her sick. It was the first time she drew blood. It irked her. She wanted to wash off the filth.
But no...
She decided against her judgment. Their blood on her hands is what she wanted the most. She wanted to relish in this filth for some time more.
"Oh, Melanie...You are a filthy pig!"
Melanie...