Suspected serial killer. Owned a local hotel that contained a deadly labyrinth. The maze consisted of windowless rooms, gas jets built into room walls, oddly angled dead-end hallways and stairways leading nowhere.
Victim count is suspected to range from 27-200.
Man is extremely dangerous. DO NOT approach.
Flowers tickle my fair skin
Mother’s melodies drift on the subtle wind
The sun’s warmth teases my wondering soul
I twirl a single daisy between my delicate fingers
A blond curl tangles in the soft grass
Petals tumble with every passing word
He loves me
The last petal falls
He loves me not
Darkness tugs at the edges of my vision
Coaxing me to resurface
Chills seep under my raised skin
My eyes flutter closed.
Night fills my sight
I reach out feeling only cold sheets
Where is he?
Uncertainty captures my spirit
Whispers echo in the windowless room
He loves me not
Anxiety tangos with my shriveling nerves
Blankets fall away
Freezing wood bites at my bare feet
Fear taints my false courage.
The hall consumes the failing candle light
Shadows murmur a final goodbye
Bare walls become guides
Unsteady feet stumble
Fear captures my wondering soul.
Metal kisses my tender skin
Courage seeps from open betrayal
Horror drips to the ravenous floor
Flames burn from within
Laughter quiets my beating heart.
The night sneers
My memories cry
Kisses decorate my withering form
Desperation fuels my animalistic desire
Footsteps drum an ancient song.
Doors unyielding to my frantic touch
The air beats louder
Stairs leading to no refuge
Drums pound harder
Foreign halls slimming to oblivion
Silence snuffs out the flame
Hope fades into the night.
A red door lures my battered figure
Gives way to my trembling frame
False relief drowns with a simple Click
My lungs fill with strange perfume
Darkness tugs at the edges of my mortality
Coaxing me to submerge
My body flutters
My wondering soul stills.