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One. Night. Stand.

Writer's picture: It'sMyBlyth It'sMyBlyth

As she walks through an umber brown forest, it reeked of age. The grass she stepped on crackled beneath her feet. The composting, yet sap sweet fragrance of the earth combined with old fallen leaves, and an orchestra of chirping birds, which brought her an instinctive calming effect. It almost helped her fail to remember that she's dragging behind her, the most adaptive and highest processing machine known to man, a human body.


It all began one Saturday afternoon, Nina Suarez had just came home from work. She spent approximately two hours in preparation for what was going to be, a long night. Straightening her long luscious dark brown hair, applying a generous amount of makeup to her wax like cheeks, and slipping on a short fitted dress to her hour glass figure. Nina left the house with only one intention, and that was to arrive home with prey. `


Simple but complex. She was invisible to the touch. She had mastered the art of picking the right place, the right victim, and the right time. She entered her local town's bar and eyed down her initial target, approaching him and making it ever so clear she was interested. Seductively she sucked on a cherry from her mayday martini while gazing into his glimmering colour of emerald eyes. She had grasped his attention and made her way closer by the minute. Swinging her shot she caresses the back of his neck, leaning towards to whisper,

“Come back to my place.”

With no hesitation he chuckled and replied “Victor, nice to meet you.”

He then grabbed her hand and insisted she’d lead the way.


From thereabout you can only imagine what happens next… Nathan’s once lively skin was now dull, and grey. The sickening smell of metal and rotting flesh blanketing the air in a choking aroma. Nina saw the severed vessels, sticking like corrugated pipes through the clotted blood. You would think she’d feel some sort of remorse but her face grew of a diabolic smile. A smile that doesn't reach eyes. Inflicting pain on him brought her sexual gratification.


The next morning, meanwhile everyone was at church, she tore apart his body limb by limb and placed it in large black disposal bags, making sure to clean up any evidence remaining in the apartment and carried the bags to her vehicle. Once she arrived to the forest she was pleased by the thought that each minute gone by, she’d be one step closer to the finishing touches of her brilliant plan. She dragged his helpless rotting body through the forest until she reached her hidden cottage at the far end.


No one is aware of the whereabouts of this cottage. Little do people know it exists. Nina takes her time to grind her victims bodies with salmon oil, mineral supplements, and oatmeal to make a paste and then places it in jars. She feeds the remaining body parts to the chickens at the back of her cottage and makes her way to work.

She entered her work with excitement. Her first costumers of the day were a delightful pair of grandparents, they purchased cat food, and dog bones. Lovely family indeed. If only they knew they were feeding Nathan’s body to their precious animals.


As she glances through the glass windows of the store she notices a missing person poster attached to lamp post…It was Nathan. His disappearance caught the attention of others but she continued on in a deranged fearlessness matter. She quietly snickered to herself.

A continuing cycle. A masked female murderer in disguise. Nina Suarez.


Written by Amy Vukelaj

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