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No. 2637
ID: 39b29a
Maeva walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. She took out a loaf of bread and set it on the counter.
She set a package of lunch meat beside it, searched the cabinets for a plate, and fixed a sandwich.
It was then that she reached for a knife to cut the sandwich in half. As she lowered the blade to the bread, she suddenly stopped.
Maeva lifted the blade in front of her and looked at the reflection.
Suddenly, her mind began to whir.
When Amir walked into his house, all the lights were out. He flipped the switch by the door, but the lights remained out.
Amir guessed that a breaker had flipped, so he went to the box. Groping along the wall, he slowly made his way.
He pulled open the door and ran his grimy fingers across the breakers until he found the master switch flipped.
Amir grasped it and switched it back to the on position. The lights went up and Amir shut the box.
As he turned, a splitting pain ran through the right side of his head and everything went dark again.
Amir groggily opened his eyes and tried to sit up. He found himself unable to move, though.
He looked down and found himself stripped naked and tied to his table.
He pulled as hard as he could, but could not get his hands loose.
"There's no point in trying to escape," a girl's voice said flatly from above him.
Amir stretched his neck and tried to see who was over his head.
Maeva sat in a chair, spinning a knife in her hands.
"What are you doing?" Amir shouted, panicked.
"What do you think?" she said coldly.
Maeva set the knife on the counter and picked up a toaster.
Plugging it in, she set it beside Amir's head and plugged it in, then started it heating up.
Maeva kept it heating up, grasped it by the heat-proof sides, and pressed it to the side of Amir's head.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, sounding like a little girl.
When he finally passed out, Maeva moved it away and picked the cricket bat back up.
She waited until he woke back up. "Glad to see you're awake again," Maeva said.
Lifting the bat above her head, she brought it down with all her strength, shattering his kneecap. Again, Amir screamed.
Maeva circled around to the other side and shattered his other kneecap.
Dropping the bat, Maeva walked over to the stove and picked up a pot filled with boiling oil.
She held it over Amir's body as he struggled to get free.
Drip by drip fell from the pot down onto Amir's hands, stripping off the flesh.
Maeva upended the pot and poured the remaining oil over his chest. Amir screamed until he passed out again.
When he came to again, Maeva was standing at his feet, a huge kitchen knife in hand.
"You attacked me - raped me - and abducted me. I can feel your seed squirming deep inside of me. When your spawn is born, I will bind it and throw it into the sea," Maeva said, making little cuts down the length of his legs.
Maeva took the knife and placed the point against his crotch. "Your blood dies with you," she said.
Pushing as hard as she could, she buried the knife to the handle. Amir's mouth opened wide, but there was no scream - just silence.
Maeva twisted the knife and pulled it loose, and with one quick slash, his genitals plopped on the table.
Maeva climbed off the table and walked over to Amir's head. She slapped his cheeks until he was looking at her.
"I told you I wouldn't call the police," Maeva said.
Maeva lifted another knife up and brought it down across his face, splitting his eyes open. She yanked it loose splintering the bones of Amir's nose and lifted the blade up once more.
Shifting to the side of the table, Maeva grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and slammed it down.
Amir's head rolled off the table and hit the ground with a thud.
Maeva dropped the knife and walked over to the stove. She blew out the pilot light and turned the gas up to full, filling the house with the explosive air.
Maeva tossed a lighter onto the bed where she'd slept and watched as it began to burn, then walked out and shut the door to the house.
She was two blocks away when there was a huge explosion and a gigantic ball of flame went up from behind her.
As fire engines whizzed by, Maeva continued on her walk to her home.
(THAT'S how you continue a story.)
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