‘You BITCH……you FUCKING BITCH!’ he screamed as he headed for the door. He slammed it behind him and stormed up the stairs to the kitchen. The four carcasses lay upon the table as he entered, the blood pooling beneath them. He moved to the bathroom, his feet thudding on each stride. The light came to life and he witnessed the damage caused by the new girl. The slow trickle of blood escaped his left nostril, he touched the area where her head had connected. His nose felt tender, the tingle sensation appeared when he placed his fingers upon it.
‘Stupid……stupid, stupid, stuuuuuuuuupid!’ he bellowed at the reflection.
The eyes glared back at him, reddening with rage.
‘You fucking idiot!’
You made a silly mistake
It’s your fault, your fucking stupid fault!’
You aren’t quite there yet…..are you
‘I’m close enough….closer than you’
Noooooooooooooo you’re not
‘I’ll show you…..I’ll fucking show you’
Go on then….do it, make your mark…..use those teeth and leave your mark
‘I will………remember, I’m the Wolf now…..me!’ his fist connected with the glass and it created a spider web of cracks as he stormed out of the room.
‘I’ll fucking show you!’ he growled.
The room came to life as the light was switched on, the girls eyes blurred from the sudden blinding. She stared straight ahead, trying to focus on the guest. His boots offered little noise as he paced towards her. The palm of his hand connected with her cheek, her head was thrown to the side as the slapping sound stung her ear. Her skin tingled as the tears ran down her face. The bloody handprint was sprawled across the side he struck, the remaining life that had pooled under his feast.
Do it…..leave your mark
Her hair was gripped and he forced her head backwards, the sudden thrust startled her. She moaned and cried for him to stop, it was too late. He sunk his teeth into her cheek and tasted the fresh blood as he ripped the soft skin. He clenched his teeth tighter and felt the flesh rip as his teeth sawed away. The warm liquid gathered under his tongue and he swilled it within his mouth, swallowing the puddle of her life. She begged, louder this time, as the attack numbed her face. Her tears stung the opening in her cheek, the salt finding the torn muscle. He turned and exited, leaving the light on for her to see the red splattered on her arm and the floor.
‘There’s my mark……….I warned you, I am becoming!’
***
Nathan was greeted by Jack as he climbed from the Mercedes. They shook hands and walked toward the entrance of the Morgue. Nathan had left the package in his room, not opening it and deciding to go straight to Jack’s location. There was a slight breeze as the door closed behind him.
‘Sal?’ no answer
‘She’s probably down the hall again’ Jack stated as they moved. Nathan, once again, took in the surroundings of the aged building. The echoes from their shoes filled the corridor. Jack tapped his knuckles upon the door and was asked to enter, they obeyed the request.
‘Jack, how nice to see you’ greeted Sally, her body covered with a white suit, her face hidden with a mask and goggles.
‘Morning Nathan’
‘Morning’ he replied sheepishly
‘Here, I advise you place these on….it’s a bit pongy!’ she pointed towards a box of face masks. Nathan pulled the elastic straps and placed the white guard over his nose and mouth, the straps tore several strands of grey hair from his head as they were released. He flared his nostrils, retaliating to the pain.
‘Follow on boys’ she ushered with a wave of her gloved hand.
They moved towards the corner of the room. The oil drum found at Mr Breen’s residence, sat upon a table. Under the table was a deep trough made of plastic.
‘I’ll give you the run-down of the procedures we took’
‘Fire away’ mumbled Jack
‘Firstly, we dusted the drum. The obvious results came back…..nothing of interest. So we decided to drain the contents. Problem was, the stuff inside could have been so badly corroded that tipping it out would have damaged it….so’ she moved to the side of the barrel.
‘We placed this trough under the drum, to catch the liquid. We then punctured a hole in the lid and one at the bottom, just here’ her finger aimed at the slow trickle of brown water.
‘The liquid inside started to drain, the hole in the top allowed to empty without bubbling or curdling any more…..good isn’t it!’
‘Fabulous, what else?’ quizzed Jack
‘Easy tiger, I’m getting to it’ she hissed.
‘We allowed the contents to drain for several hours, as you can see it is still flowing as we speak. The liquid had curdled more than we had hoped’
‘What was the liquid?’ asked Nathan, intrigued by the process
‘Water, old water….and decayed flesh, mixed with an array of stomach acid and broken down muscle, slash, organs!’ her hand moved diagonally across her body upon issuing the word slash.
‘Jesus, he put the whole body in there!’
‘Two whole bodies’.
‘Two?’ Jack stood wide eyed.
‘That’s why I wanted you to come down as soon as possible Jack. When the contents had half emptied we began removing what we could see and grab a hold of, come on, I’ll show you’.
They followed her into a side room, upon the table lay a variety of objects. They stood around the large square table and gazed at the items.
‘This is what we pulled first’ the skull starred back from the white surface.
‘That’s what I saw when we opened it!’ confirmed Jack
‘It is. You can see where a blow had been taken, just here, at the back of the cranium’ the small hold held several cracks as the bone had splintered.
‘Any ideas on what type of weapon was used?’ asked Nathan
‘Hard to say really, judging by the size of the impact it would appear to be a rounded object, possibly a ball hammer or piece of piping’
‘Right, so the impact area is at the back of the skull, that would indicate that they were hit from behind, taken by surprise?’ Nathan threw a couple of ideas into the mix, it helped him to create a picture of the attack in his mind’s eye.
‘Yes…..very likely actually’ agreed Sally. She placed the grey object back onto the table and moved to the next.
‘This one was at the bottom of the barrel, we only just discovered it this morning’ the second skull had been shattered in a larger area, the jaw was dislocated on one side.
‘Jesus, where’s the initial impact on this one?’ Jack was intrigued by the find’s, he saw the puzzle coming slowly together.
‘Well, if you look around the back, just here above the base of the skull, you can make out the similar strike mark from the other skull’
‘But, judging by the deformity and mass damage, I would say this one put up more of a fight. The blow was delivered and hit lower than planned, which could mean that the victim was the same or similar height to the attacker. The initial hit, which should have been the killing strike, failed and the victim defended them self…..resulting in the face being bashed in with the weapon, reference the caving in of the temple and separation of the jaw’ Nathan stopped for a breath.
‘My god Nathan’, started Sally, ‘Who says C.S.I doesn’t teach you anything!’ laughing. Nathan accepted the humour as a well done remark.
‘Well what you just said is exactly what I believe had happened. In between the two skulls were the rest of the bodies. Broken rib cages, snapped Femur’s and the other bones located in a human body’.