Creep entered her greenhouse and the countless flowers housed within were all in bloom. She smiled as each one reminded her of a 'friend'. She would plant a flower for every poor soul she helped as a way of remembering them. She felt some envy towards them, She once tried to commit suicide but her parents intervened and now she felt trapped in a life she had long wanted to end. Unwilling to let her go, her parents kept her under lock and key and treated her less like a human and more like a bird in a gilded cage.
She couldn't end her own life but she soon discovered that by 'helping' her friends end their lives, she could die vicariously through them and the feeling of release at doing so was intoxicating. Creep's parents had no idea about her new 'hobby'. They saw her greenhouse as something life affirming, Creep enjoyed imagining their reactions if they ever found out what the green house actually symbolised.
She was too busy in her thoughts to notice that someone had sneaked into the greenhouse - it was only when she turned round and was impaled through the stomach with a pair of shears that she realised she was going to die. She couldn't help but smile though the pain.
'Do...it.....kill me....' She said weakly.
The killer obliged in a sadistic fashion. The shears were prised open while they still lodged in her stomach; the blades tore at the wound opening it up sideways. It was a struggle but the killer perservered. Eventually the wound was so wide that Creep's innards spilled grotesquely onto the floor. She fell to her knees and closed her eyes for the last time.
The killer looked at her face and felt a chill run down their spine. Creep had smiled throughout the pain and that same smile endured in death and it was terrifying. The killer entered the house and looked through her laptop. Going through her Skype archives, there were possibly a hundred different chats that all seemed to end with Creep encouraging them to commit suicide. The killer knew she was twisted but seeing what she had done made their blood run cold. It was in that moment that they realised they had encountered something of pure evil and that the memories of Creep would stay with them until their last day.
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Originally Posted by Saph
You're giving me a million reasons about a million reasons
Last edited by Tom4784; 02-11-2016 at 07:21 PM.
Reason: I repeated the same phrase in the space of a couple of sentences and it bothered me.