Date and DEAD!!

My heart was beating very fast as I approached the door. Slowly my hands reached out for the knob. I stood still, my hands were trembling on the door knob, cold sweat ran through my face and my back. I hesitated. Behind me, she was shutting her eyes, her mouth muttered something. A prayer, or maybe she’s just cursing all that is happening, I’m not sure. I waited, the sound of heavy footsteps and clanging steel chain had long gone. I looked at her again. She looked back at me, and then in a way, she nods. I have to open this door. She grabbed tightly to the ice pick that we found earlier. What ever happen next, it would not be so nice I thought. I inhaled, and flung open the door quickly, she jumped from behind, just to attack… thin air. The room was lifeless. Nobody inside. Nobody alive inside. Three bodies mangled in a pool of blood. I recognized each one of them well, Sarah, Nina and Tony. Sarah’s and Nina’s body was on the bed, their hands were tied to the poles, their legs wide spread out. Their face was full of suffer and pain as if they were tortured hideously. I think I know what did that maniac did . Melissa, who was following me, now sat crying by the side of her friends’ bodies. Tony on the other hand died in a higher position. His head, nearly cut off completely from his body but still attached to it was hanging on the chandelier of the room. Blood still trickling from the tip of his hands. Owh, it seems one of his fingers was missing. I wonder where was it. It is just too sad to cry. Too horrifying to scream. So I just kept silent.
I approached Melissa, tapped her on the shoulder and said,
“It’s time to go Mel,”
She looked at me, her mascara ran through her cheeks. She nodded, wiped out her last drop of tear for her friends, grabbed the ice pick and stood up
“Let’s go, I don’t want to stay here any longer,” she says.
We surveyed the area and escaped through the window. We moved silently without a sound, in stealth mode. The full moon gleamed over the cemetery, giving us some light to make our way. We watched each others back. Not knowing where the killing machine might come from. We crept our way to our car. I wish we did not even trespass this cemetery in the first place. Now, we were like animals, hunted by some retard with chainsaws and all. When we arrived, the car was already wrecked. Some sort of wood pole was stuck to the front mirror. Someone practiced his javelin throwing skills and the target was inside the car.
I stood up, followed by Mel. We moved closer to the car. What we saw inside it was not pleasant. Sitting on the driver’s seat, Saran with his face crushed by the wood pole. Part of his eyeballs slipped out of his skull to the seat next to him. Mel vomited. Again, I cannot feel anything, either I was really calm or it is just that I have seen this kind of stuff too much since we came to this graveyard.
Suddenly we heard a growl, a scream. Sheila! She is still alive?! I grabbed Mel’s hand and ran towards the scream. We ran and ran and found ourselves in a garden. Roses that used to bloom now black-dead. The statue of Virgin Mary in the middle of the fountain of the garden. We hid in a bush looking for anything suspicious. Mel tapped my shoulder and pointed to the right wing of the garden. Two.. No. Three figures were there. Sheila and her boyfriend Clark, both stark-naked. And in front of the was “him”, the maniac that have been mercilessly slaughtered our friends. The monster grabbed Sheila by her hair. He held her up high. Her feet dangling in mid air. Shockingly, Clark, the so-called boyfriend ran away. This cannot be happening, I thought. I sprang out of the bush, grabbed an iron from the broken gates of a grave and ran as fast as I could. The monster did not notice me coming as he was enjoying himself, molesting Sheila on the cold ground. It was a metre away, I lunged myself towards the maniac, my hand gripped the iron rod tightly over my head and. . . . missed!! Darn! The iron rod only managed to strike his shoulders and pinned him down for a while.
The monster howled in agony. Blood oozes from his shoulder. Sheila was crying. I grabbed her arm and escaped.
But our escape was freezed by the hurdling boulders of the monster. He was injured but still strong. I tried to think a way to escape or kill this guy as running seems futile. This monster won’t stop. He’s colossal, 7-feet tall and was fast as a stallion. He rushed towards me and Sheila with the iron rod still stuck to his shoulders. All I have in my hand now was a pocket knife, not sure whether it will bring any good or not but I held it tightly, prepared to stab him. He was getting closer, closer and closer.
It was when the monster was just a few steps away from us when I heard a scream. It was more like a battle cry, it was Melissa, from behind us, she lunged, like a cat, the ice pick along with her. The scene was astounding, I was stupefied. She looked like a warrior under the full moon, and she was victorious! Her ice pick found its target this time. Bull’s-eye! The ice pick dug deep into the monster’s skull. Blood gushes out of his head. He was still vigilant. With all his might, he pulled out the ice pick from his skull. It was a very foolish act. The second he pulled out the ice pick completely out of his skull, blood shoots out along with his flesh of brain. He gurgled, he flailed, he falls. Melissa retreated back to me. I signaled her to look after Sheila.
I went closer to the body of the monster. He was still gurgling. His hands and legs twitches. I can feel that he was facing great pain. I felt sorry for him despite all the things he had done. So, I pulled out the iron rod that was stuck to his shoulder, held it up high, aimed for his heart.
“You deserve this, don’t worry you would not feel any pain.. Because you’re DEAD!!” I said and down come the iron rod with all my strength to my target. He froze. No more gurgling. No more twitching. No more pain.
I went back to retrieve Sheila and Mel. Sheila, now dressed with a T-shirt gave by Mel and Mel, with her face soiled both sat in silence. I approached Mel, kissed her , and said
“I love you, you are my hero,”
She gave me a faint smile. All three of us went back to the monster’s house. We went to the garage and found ourselves a pickup truck. I jump started the truck and of we go busting our way out of the locked gates of the cemetery.
This was two years ago, now I am married to Mel. Together we bought a house, a car and “make” a pair of twins! Sheila, on the other hand, is engaged. Not to Clark but to a business man in New York. What happen to Clark? The police found his body in a vacant open grave. They said that he fell when into the hole while trying to run, break his neck and died on the spot. It would have been funny if he would still be alive but since he’s dead, I got to mourned for him. So, every time I heard some kids was off to some place to make out, I just hope they didn’t choose a cemetery for it!! HAHA!!