Chapter 1
Heather North had felt as if
Someone was
following her for a while now, weeks to
be exact. The sensation was driving her
crazy. She lived in a relatively safe area
with a short walk from her
parking spot to
her apartment, but the feeling
was much
stronger tonight and it made the walk
look a lot farther.
Someone was
following her for a while now, weeks to
be exact. The sensation was driving her
crazy. She lived in a relatively safe area
with a short walk from her
parking spot to
her apartment, but the feeling
was much
stronger tonight and it made the walk
look a lot farther.
The one thing that Heather really didn't
like was that there was no fence
between
the parking lot and the small
WOoded area
next to it. Her insecurity tonight
made it
feel even more ominous. A great
horned
owl gave off three quick hoots making
Heather jump and almost drop what she was carrying.
Before she had a chance to step
away from
her car, a strong arm wrapped
around her
waist and a damp cloth was
clamped tightly
over her mouth. She dropped
her purse,
keys and sweater and everything
went dark.
When Heather awoke she felt
8roggy amd
very cold. She found she was
bound to the
top of a cold steel table. Her arms
and legs
were stretched apart, and she
was naked.
She was horribly cold but even more
terrified. Her heart beat hard
against her
chest like it was going to explode. The room
away from
her car, a strong arm wrapped
around her
waist and a damp cloth was
clamped tightly
over her mouth. She dropped
her purse,
keys and sweater and everything
went dark.
When Heather awoke she felt
8roggy amd
very cold. She found she was
bound to the
top of a cold steel table. Her arms
and legs
were stretched apart, and she
was naked.
She was horribly cold but even more
terrified. Her heart beat hard
against her
chest like it was going to explode. The room
had a nasty, pungent smell, like
animals.
There was a door off to her right.
animals.
There was a door off to her right.
Frantically, she looked around and saw
that she was in a small dimly-lit
room with
nothing in it except for the table
she was
lying on and another small table,
which was
about six feet from where she lay
bound. On
it she saw a small chainsaw and
Some other
things she couldn't make out.
Her stomach
became a ball of fear, knotting tighter
and tighter. Except for the two
tables, the
room looked filthy. There was a
bright light
hanging on he ceiing jJusi above
her. It was
the only light in the entire room.
her. It was
the only light in the entire room.
The room was s0 quiet. Even the
movement
behind the door was quiet, except
for the
zipper sound she just heard
"Who's there?" she called out in
a trembling
voice that didn't sound like her owvn.
The light behind the door went
out and the
squeaking door opened slowly.
A man stood
there and looked at her. He was
wearing a
total-body rain suit, surgical cap
and mask.
Only his eyes were visible.
"Hello, Heather," he said in a
calm voice.
calm voice.
"What do you want? Why are you doing
this? Who are you?" she blurted out.
"Now, now. I'm here to take you on an
adventure. One that will allow
you to pay
for all the misery you've caused to a lot
of people," he said with his calm voice.
"I'm going to make sure you'll
never hurt
anyone again."
He turned and reached for a
pile of what
looked like fabric straps from the
table. They
were four strips. He began
applying one
of them to each of her limbs,
tightly, like a
tourniquet, a few inches below
her torso.
her torso.
She became more terrified; the
tourniquets
hurt as he tightened them around
her legs
and arms. This made her more
frantic, not
knowing what he was going to
do. She tried
to think of something to say but all that
came out was, "Please, please don't
hurt me."
Once he finished with the
tourniquets he
turned back to the table and
picked up a
small electrical chainsaw.
"This is going to hurt. I won't lie
to you," he
said with a smile showing through
the mask.
He started the saw and Heather
felt as if she
were going to vomit.
to you," he
said with a smile showing through
the mask.
He started the saw and Heather
felt as if she
were going to vomit.
"Now just lie still. Ill be done in
a second."
He began to cut her left leg a couple of
inches below the tourniquet.
Heather screamed and thrashed
trying to
get out of her restraints but to no avail
The pain was excruciating! She started
hyperventilating. He quickly finished
cutting off her left leg and stopped.
He saN
her breathing hard.
"NOW just relax. We have four more
to go." His calm demeanor terrorized
her even more.
to go." His calm demeanor terrorized
her even more.
"We don't want you passing out
just yet."
He stopped and waited for her
to slow her
breathing a little, even though
he knew it
wouldn't get anywhere close to normal.
"If you breathe too hard you'll
lose blood
A lot quicker
She couldn't talk, she was in
shock. All she
could do was to stare at him. He
said he had
four more to go. Four more? What
four? He
Had only tied on four tourniquet
He walked around the foot of the table
to her right leg.
"Remember what I said. This is going to
hurt." His voice was still calm. With that
said, he started the saw and
proceeded to
cut off the right leg.
Again she started screaming,
wishing she
could pass out from the pain.
Her bladder
and bowels emptied. His cut was
quick but
the pain was still agonizing!
"I see we had a little accident," he said,
moving the leg away from the
excrement on
the table. "Ill get to that in a
little while."
Heather tried desperately to
think. What
could she have done so wrong that she
deserved this? She wasn't that bad of a
person. Sure, she knew she pissed
off some
people but she only wanted what
was best
for her and her kids. Was this
monster hired
by her ex-husband? Was it her
ex-husband?
He was a bastard but he wouldn't do
anything like this, would he? She
wondered
if she was even thinking clearly.
think. What
could she have done so wrong that she
deserved this? She wasn't that bad of a
person. Sure, she knew she pissed
off some
people but she only wanted what
was best
for her and her kids. Was this
monster hired
by her ex-husband? Was it her
ex-husband?
He was a bastard but he wouldn't do
anything like this, would he? She
wondered
if she was even thinking clearly.
He checked his work on her
right leg, and
being satisfied, walked to her right arm.
"Il let you rest for a while. Then
we can get
back to work," he said and took
the severed
leg to the other side of the table.
She saW
him put it in a black trash bag and
fasten the
top. Then he took the other leg
and did the
same. He looked at Heather and
she could
see the smile behind the surgical mask.
the severed
leg to the other side of the table.
She saW
him put it in a black trash bag and
fasten the
top. Then he took the other leg
and did the
same. He looked at Heather and
she could
see the smile behind the surgical mask.
"Now, I'll let you pick. Right arm or
Left arm?"
"Oh, that's the encore, my dear.
We must
get the limbs off first. Since you have no
preference, Ill start with this one," he
said as he walked to her right arm. He
turned on the saw and proceeded to cut
off her right arm.
Heather couldn't take the pain
anymore. She
was sure she was going to pass
out this time.
anymore. She
was sure she was going to pass
out this time.
He stopped and shut off the saw. Maybe
Ill let you rest for a minute. You're not
looking well."
"Fuck you," she tried to say. She was
getting weaker and colder. Even
with the
tourniquets, she was losing some
blood from
where he had cut.
He took her detached right arm and
walked over to the table, carefully,
almost reverently, placing it in the bag
and tying it shut.
He looked over at Heather and
saw that she
was still awake and tehat made
him happy.
him happy.
She felt as if she were losingg
her mind. Is
this a dream? A fucking dream?
The pain
was so real. Then Heather saw
him coming
back to her left side and he had the saw.
"Two to go," his calm demeanor
made her
more furious but she was too
weak to even
speak anymore.
She closed her eyes when she
heard the saw
and the little energy she had
left allowed
her one weak scream.
He picked up the saw and walked over
to her again.
to her again.
The fun is just beginning. Aren't you
excited?" he said sounding genuinely
enthusiastic. "Don't think you'll
feel much.
Maybe get really, really cold. Ready?"
Heather shook violently from
fear and loss
of blood. What the hell could be worse?
"NoW, my favorite part," he looked
into her
eyes and smiled. "Are you ready?"
He picked up the saw and turned
it on. "I
hope you enjoy it as much as I
do," he said
and brought it toward her head.
"No, no, no, please, no, no," she
could barely
speak. She prayed she'd pass out
before he
started to cut her neck. The terror
Workedd
against this and she laid there,
eyes opened
wide and mouth trying to scream.
could barely
speak. She prayed she'd pass out
before he
started to cut her neck. The terror
Workedd
against this and she laid there,
eyes opened
wide and mouth trying to scream.
He smiled sweetly and brought
down the saw.
"Now, wasn't that the ... what's
the saying?
,The cat's meow?" he laughed
hysterically
and shut off the saw.
"All done."
Blood flowed quickly and
Heather's body
began to convulse as the remaining
blood
quickly poured onto the table
and squirted
the wall. Some dripped down to
the floor. HHe
put the saw down on the small
table, then
stroked her hair and closed her eyes.
He picked up her head and turned it
around in his hands.
"So pretty, but such a bitch," he
said and put
her head into its trash bag.
blood
quickly poured onto the table
and squirted
the wall. Some dripped down to
the floor. HHe
put the saw down on the small
table, then
stroked her hair and closed her eyes.
He picked up her head and turned it
around in his hands.
"So pretty, but such a bitch," he
said and put
her head into its trash bag.
