Dark Days In LA


*Serial Killer On The Loose – Targeting Local ***** Bars and Hot Spots*


Shane read the headlines and shrugged, not thinking twice about it. Not really, who would want to kill her, a woman whos heart had only been touched once. She took a shot of her poison and stood just as Alice and Dana walked into The Planet.

Hey, where are you off too in such a rush Shane? Hot date with a married woman?

***** yourself Alice. Shane shot back at her and she walked out of the coffee shop, she hated Alice sometimes.

Scene Two

She falls in behind her, her jaw clenched as she sights her prey of the day. She wipes her mouth and knows that the game has just gone up a notch. She was now hunting the hunter.

She moved over to the battered truck of the intended victim; a smooth smile came up onto her face. ***** and alluring to her victim.

You busy? The woman said and Shane turned around, blinking at the voice that was hidden behind a baseball cap. Nice eyes, and a ***** body to match. Shane liked already.

Depends on what you might be offering? The Shane of old said in her very ***** and throaty voice.

An afternoon of adventure and delight. The woman stepped closer to Shane, in one swift movement she slides a needle into Shanes wrist.

What the…. Shane said, feeling light headed instantly as the womans strong hands wrap around her. That is when she sees the latex gloves on the womans hands and she blacks out.

Scene Three

Darkness, a basement because its musty and Shane starts to wake up, she comes face to face with the darkest green eyes shes ever seen in her life.

What the ***** is going on? Hey, *****! Shane spits, feeling her wrists and legs chained to the wall as the woman steps back away from Shane. She shakes the chains, and they hold her tight.

You like your phone Shane? The woman says in a sweet voice filled with ground glass. Shane groans and sees her life line in the hands of this crazy woman.

Dude, what the ***** are you up too? Do I ***** know you? Come on let me the ***** out of this man. Pleaded Shane, pulling at the chains again.

The woman opens the phone up and access the phone book and starts to slowly delete the numbers and Shane lets out a howl of pain.

Aw come on that is like torture, my phone! Laments the ***** brunette.

Yes your phone. The killer said, laughing manically.

Scene Four

Has anyone seen Shane? Dana asked, it had been two days and no Shane, no phone calls returned, nothing at all.

She must be tied up with someone. Tina remarked and they left it at that.

Scene Five

Shane hung from the wall, her head hanging down, hair in her eyes as she shivered from the pain. The *killer* as Shane was calling her, had been slowly and methodically putting needles into her, some of them with nothing in it, some with drugs.

She was high, and then shed turn around and erase more numbers. The phone had rung a few times, and the woman would laugh as she read off who it was. Then play the message for her, torture, who the ***** was this *****? Shane was going to kill her once she got out of here, if she did.

Just one small tiny air bubble, did you know that is all it takes? To kill a human? She went up to Shane and she saw that there was nothing in the needle but air.

No, come on MAN! Shane yelled, moving away from her, trying to fight but to no avail. The needle slid into her arm, and she thought she felt the air bubble moving up to her heart and just before it hit her heart, she had a single thought.

She erased all my ***** phone numbers, *****.

Who are you! The bubble hit Shanes heart, exploding the fragile arteries there and she hung on the wall, limp and dead.

Why dear, Im the Cereal Killer.