The Grins Of Chelsea. Prologue.

SPEAKER: CHELSEA GRIN
SETTING: OUTSIDE HOUSE NUMBER 3635
TIME: 11:39
DAY: APRIL 10


Well,
Here we are!
Nice of you to join.
I hope you enjoy.

Why?
Why do I hope you enjoy?
Simple:
The lovely flesh has gotten my eyes.

I am by her window,
oh it is so lovely!
I stare at her skin,
beautiful like snow.

She looks soft,
all of her natural curves in place.
My heart races
when I get a better sight.

She picks up a phone,
me hearing her lovely voice.
My brain melts,
as I try to concentrate.

The knife I have,
A beautiful instrument,
Glistens in the moon,
like an army of diamonds.

I have waited all night,
for this occasion.
I have waited all night,
to peal her skin off!

Why must someone,
who is so beautiful,
flaunt and ruin,
her naturalness?

She turns off her phone,
placing it on a table.
As she stands,
I hide in the trees.

When she leaves her room,
I stay in my position.
One must be patient,
before enjoying his lustful pleasures.

HA HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA HA!
HE HE HE HE HE!
HE HE HE HE HE!

I sit against the tree,
me thinking about my job.
I start to remember,
my other test subjects.

They were all okay,
just things no one will forget.
Everyone from the bum on the street,
to the asshole fucking bitches.

No one remembers them.
No one needs them.
I butchered them up,
seeing their beautiful organs.

It was all so fast,
do not worry dear reader.
They only suffered for some time.
Six hours the most!

have you ever heard one scream,
beg for his life?
It is the best music in the world.
Even more when I give them my little signature.

I was in the bush too deep to be noticed,
no lights at all.
I see some other lights turn off,
OH!, you must love your wonderful grinning night lover!

I wait for hours,
seemed like minutes.
By the time that she is finally there,
I am giddy with excitement!

This will be fun.
I wonder what her reaction would be,
when she sees me,
and my eternal grin.

She removes the robe,
me having one last look at her lovely body.
Once she putted on her night gown,
it begins my final countdown.

She went to her mirror,
coming her beautiful brunette hair.
I start to quiver at the sight.
Women are the most beautiful creature alive.

Once all the lights were off,
and she was in bed,
I counted from a thousand.
I must be patient.

1000,
999,
998,
997.

This is boring,
why wait?
why not have fun!
Why wait to see her redness?

996,
Fuck this shit.
003,
002.

I take one of the knives,
the one I keep at my side.
I cut open the screen.
It was so silent you could hear the neighbors next door.

Once inside,
the ice darkness,
I move to her body
with perfect stealthiness.

I loom over her,
seeing her sleep.
Heavy sleeper eh?
And with the quickness, this should be fun!

I take the needle out,
filled with enough morphine to knock someone dead,
and then I insert it into her.
She never awakens.

Leaning back,
listening to a song in my head,
I wait about two minutes
for the drugs to work.

It all takes time,
you know?
All the processes,
and the presentation.

First you must know why you are doing this,
I have a motive.
I have a reason.
Just like all the others out their.

Now,
If you are reading,
you must be wondering:
Why am I doing this?

The answer is not money,
Is not love,
Is not sex.
The answer is...

IT'S TIME!
I go to her,
checking her now lowered pulse,
then I drag her out.

Lighter then I thought,
Cuter then I've seen.
She has her soft skin,
oh, how it glistens.

I put her in my bag,
gentle so not to ruin her.
Over my shoulder she goes,
as I step outside.

Looking around,
all the lights off,
people must be sleeping.
Work tomorrow honey!

I locate my car,
the lovely Durango 95.
In the back she goes,
while I go to the front.

Once inside,
the engine on,
I start to drive,
waiting for my ultimate task.

HA HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA HA!
HE HE HE HE HE!
HE HE HE HE HE!