Miss sledgehammer

23:00 hrs

‘Walking like a man, heading like a hammer, she’s a juvenile scam…’ and everyone on the dance floor swayed to the grooves of the DJ. A pair of feet without any protection and dripping wet stepped onto the dance floor. ‘Miss, you look dirty with these bloodstains all over your clothes’, a voice beckoned me as I closed onto on guy. I smiled at him, a statement which was regarded as the smile of an angel but the indication of the devil, of course by his predecessors and then a sledgehammer in my hand replied….

‘…kissing like a rainbow… she’s got the look…’ the music ensued.

‘I don’t like the word dirty’, I looked at his fallen body pointing the sledgehammer towards him and shook my head.

22:00 hrs

‘What is it honey, where have you been? And what’s wrong with your clothes, why are they dirty?’ Mark asked even as I stepped out of the bathroom washing my hands and I turned to one corner of the room. ‘Answer me, Cathy’, Mark held my shoulders and shrugged me. And I looked at the corner where the sledgehammer was lying.

21:00 hrs

Mark was restless and was writing something in a book sort of a thing. When I neared him, he closed the book. And he pulled me away from the table holding me by my waist and biting my neck.

‘Stop it Mark’, I pushed him away. He thought he diverted me, but my gaze was transfixed on the book in which he was writing something.

20:00 hrs

‘Five girls Andie, Betty, Dorothy, Verona, Mickey have gone missing in the past few days, with the latest one missing a few hours back’, said the news reported flashing the photos of the missing girls. ‘And a few more murders at the respective places of their abduction, proving that those who have seen the abductions or those who provided some resilience were killed. Perhaps a single or a group of serial killers are on a prowl abducting teenage girls, so we request you to stay indoors after the sun dawns’ she continued.

‘Mark, you saw that, all these girls who went missing are from the very same area’, I said when Mark looked at me and gave a distinct smile. ‘So what do you want me to do?’ he asked.

‘Honey, I will be back in some time, please don’t leave the house…’ said Mark as he left the house. When he was about to pull the door, I saw him donning black gloves, sliding a pistol into his pocket, and many thoughts ran in my mind thereafter.

‘Why not follow Mark … I smell a rat’ I thought and followed him closely.

19:00 hrs

Special Officer Mark and his associate were at the place of abduction of the fifth girl.

‘The entire place is a mess, 4 people slashed brutally with a chainsaw and what you see all over here are the severed legs, and a girl went missing. She was supposedly walking along the road when a Volkswagen van stopped in front of her even before she was pulled into the van’, explained Sergeant Stephen.

And Mark was noting it down in a book which he promptly pulled out from his pocket.

‘When did this happen?’ Mark asked Stephen. ‘At around 6:30 PM, the girl was abducted…’

‘And these people were slain at….’ Mark interrupted and Stephen looked at Mark and said ‘…6:00 PM …’

18:00 hrs

Four friends were walking along the road along the river side, even as the sun was setting down behind the river bridge. There were no one in the near vicinity, and a figure slowly emerged close to them. On hearing the chainsaw sound, the four guys looked behind. ‘Who’s that?’ Willy shouted. Even before a message could be passed by the nerve receptors from brain to the spinal cord, Willy was lying dead on the ground with a heavily bled abdomen. And the same fate followed his friends.

23:30 hrs

A van stopped in front of the pub where I killed some people with the sledgehammer. Even before I made my futile attempts to escape from the place, two strong pair of hands caught hold of me and pulled me inside and slammed the sliding door.

‘Welcome miss, it’s a great pleasure to have you in our club. Please meet Andie, Betty, Dorothy, Verona and me, Mickey… and girls, meet Cathy’ said Mickey even as she pushed the chainsaw to one side to accommodate me.

‘Cathy, the sledgehammer ….’ she continued as I grinned, and all of them holding their respective weapons.