Chapter 25: Chapter 23: Flower of Hell III

I woke up and opened my eyes at an unfamiliar white ceiling. 

With the horrible stench that awakened my nose and the sight of an unfamiliar room, I lazily sat up straight as I felt that my back was drenched in some liquid. 

“Where…?” I muttered under my breath as everything suddenly started returning to me. 

 

The sin I had committed. 

 

“Ah, right… I killed her…I killed Erica,” I voiced as I saw her lifeless corpse sprawled out on the bed. I then looked down at the puddle of blood on which I sat. 

From past experience, I knew how blood quickly dries out into a chocolate-brownish color within several minutes to an hour; however, the puddle of blood beneath me still hasn’t dried out yet. 

I wonder why…

Was it because there was so much blood that it took a while to dry? 

I don’t get it. 

 

“…” I sighed as I lifted my body off the floor… off the puddle of blood. 

Taking a few steps forward, I took a look at the state of Erica’s lifeless corpse. 

Her face had an expression of agony with her eyes still opened, her arms were spread, and her body was starting to emit a stench unbearable to most people as I assumed it was beginning to rot. 

This is… that state of someone whose life has been taken forcefully. 

When I look at the work, I’ve done, somehow… I wasn’t feeling any of the usual despair I was so used to having. 

I was refreshed in a way… 

 

Could this be why she asked me to kill? I thought. 

 

Lilith’s intentions behind approaching someone like me and offering a free trial, which, now that I think about it, sounds ridiculous for a demon. 

And asking me to kill other humans, taking lives. 

I don’t understand at all why she is doing this...

Maybe it’s because she’s just a devil, and that’s what they do…? 

But when I saw her… she seemed very human. 

 

Why is Lilith asking me to kill…? When I’m sure, she could easily do it herself.

Why did Lilith approach me specifically in the first place? There wasn’t anything special about me, was there? 

I don’t know. 

 

The questions piled up, but nothing was able to answer them. 

 

“Well… I’ll think about that later; right now, I need to clean this up,” I uttered as I wondered how. 

Erica said her parents won’t be home until tomorrow night, so at most, I have a day to clean up her corpse and room. 

It was good that I had already stationed the plastic bag by her front door, so I won’t have to run back to my house to get it. 

 

I didn’t just run blindly to the field of battle. 

After I received Erica’s text message saying to come over, I had already made various preparations.

Taking the plastic bag and hiding it somewhere near her front porch. 

I told my mom that I would stay over at a friend’s house in another suburb over. 

And thinking about other stuff. 

 

Of course, It was just a lucky break that her parents were away. 

I couldn’t exactly ask her what days her parents would be away because I’ll come off as suspicious. 

And remarkably, I was assuming that they would be home. 

If they were home, I wouldn’t be able to murder their daughter. 

I would’ve considered life’s way of saying I should give up on returning. 

But the slim chance of Erica’s parents being away had happened, and I went through with the plan. 

When I went to the hardware store and bought the tools I needed, there was already no turning back. 

 

“…” Sighing again, I picked up the bloodied knife on the floor. 

 

Suddenly, the door behind me creaked, and I quickly turned around, only to see a girl with long black hair tied up in a ponytail, a black hoodie, and grey sweatpants. 

 

I recognized this girl. 

From what she had told me, this girl who lived in the house next to this one was Erica’s best friend. 

I think… her name was Christine?

 

“E-Eri-ca?” Christine uttered as her face contorted in fear while her body suddenly started to shake. 

“Ah, sorry you had to see this,” I voiced. 

“Hiiii!” Christine screamed as she ran off. 

“I won’t let you….” 

 

Fearing that she’d call the police and tell everyone what she saw, I ran after her at full speed and left the room. 

As I saw her run down the stairs, I jumped. 

“Ah!” Our bodies crashed together as we both started to fall down the stairs together. 

“Guh!” Christine uttered in pain as she landed on the floor, spine-first with me on top of her “…Please! Don’t kill me!” 

Christine begged for her life as tears started streaming down her cheeks. 

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“Sorry, you just had bad luck.” 

 

Noticing that I didn’t have the knife on me, I put both of my hands together on her neck and started strangling her.

“Guh..! Gah…!” Christine tried to struggle back as she tried to get my hands off her neck, but it was no use. 

As I pressed harder and harder, her struggle became stronger until eventually. 

 

*Crack* 

 

With a loud cracking sound, her body stopped all resistance and spasms for a moment before dropping dead. 

Christine was dead. 

And just like earlier, I felt indifferent to it. 

 

There was no raging emotion of sadness, guilt, or even anger at myself. 

I couldn’t understand it. 

I know I did such a horrible thing, yet I don’t feel bad. 

 

“Is it because… I’m a trashy human being?” I muttered. 

 

Well… with this, I probably won’t have a hard time cleaning up. I thought as I saw that no blood needed to be wiped. 

 

***

 

*Thud* 

 

*Thud* 

 

*Thud* 

 

Under cover of the night. 

The sound of metal clashing against flesh and bone could be heard within a particular room of a specific house. 

“It’s not working as well as I expected….” I voiced as I glanced at the bloodied butcher’s knife I was holding in my left hand. 

 

***

 

Half an hour after I strangled Christine, I promptly grabbed my things from the front porch without being noticed, went into the kitchen, and grabbed this butcher’s knife because I thought the saws might not be enough; then, I headed back upstairs to where Erica’s corpse was. 

Her room was already a bloody mess, but to keep things from getting even messier, I went to work on setting up the blue tarp I had bought just for this occasion.

After moving a few of her furniture, like her bookshelf and desk, I stripped the clothes off her corpse and laid her down on the tarp. 

 

What was I thinking? Nothing. 

Just like an obedient slave obeying its master’s orders. 

I was thinking nothing but one thing. 

 

I want to get this over with… I thought. 

 

With my mind beaten and battered by the insanity of the events and crimes I committed today, I was tired. 

 

All I wanted now was to go back to my house, lay down on my bed, and sleep. 

 

Cleaning up after my mess here is a pain in the ass. 

 

Once I removed every piece of clothing on her corpse and saw her stark-naked body under the moonlight, I felt a particular part of my body stand up. 

I ignored it, however, as I altogether scrapped that thought of doing it to a corpse in my brain. Doing that was just going too far already… not that killing her wasn’t, but I’d like to get this over with already. 

 

***

“Now this is more like it….” I tiredly said as I started smoothly dismantling Erica’s body piece by piece using the saw I had bought from the hardware store. 

Since there was a lot of blood involved, I didn’t want to get my clothes more drenched than it already was. 

I took off all my clothes and decided to chop her up naked. 

 

Over several hours, I dismembered her arms and legs. I decapitated her head and split the rest of her body into even chunks of flesh. 

Once that was done and over with, I promptly placed her body parts inside several plastic garbage bags and proceeded to clean up the room. 

I couldn’t do anything about the blood that had already dried out, but I collected the blood still in little puddles and threw it in the garbage bag. 

 

I couldn’t possibly completely clean up her room in a day to make it look like nothing happened, so I just left it be. 

 

Ah, I need to do this one more time, don’t I? I thought as I glanced at the heap of garbage bags. 

 

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