As soon as the wind started to settle I could hear the
screams again. I preferred the noise of the wind, to be honest. I really need
to sound proof this place, or at least parts of it. How on earth am I ever
going to be able to sleep with all that shouting going on? One would think living in the middle of nowhere would be a
quiet and nice experience, a place where you could collect your thoughts and
get to an inner balance, but, no, not at my house, anyway. Those people just
won’t shut up. It just goes on and on and on. Day or night doesn’t matter, after a time of calm and quiet the screaming starts again, and it had gotten worse over the years.
It’s a good thing I bought a nice set of headphones to go
with my mp3 player. Listening to my
favourite music helps to drown it all out. Maybe I should just go tell them to shut up? Although, they
already have an aversion against me right now and I don’t really want to add to
it at this point of time. Maybe I should give them something nice as a peace
offering instead, maybe that will quiet them down a bit?
I need to go shopping first though, might be a nice change
of scenery for a few hours. Get the screaming out of my head. The only good
thing about them all screaming is that I can scream all I want to as well. Get
my frustration and anger out of my system, temporarily at least. Yes, I’ll go
shopping for them, it’s about time anyway. It’s been way too long.
I didn’t knock on the door. Nobody would have, or could
have, stopped me from entering the room anyway. The screaming stopped as I
entered and four eyes turned to look at me and my company. Her eyes widened as
I shoved her into the big cage with the other two. She was all naked with her
hands tied behind her back and her mouth was gagged. Her eyes were perfect in
every single way, and the fear in them was exhilarating. I couldn’t take my
eyes off of them. They made me happy I went shopping.
- I brought you a toy, I said. Play with her, make
me happy.
The woman’s eyes got even bigger and she tried to scream and
move away from the other two. They, however, knew that good things had come their way. They
looked at each other, then at me, and finally at the woman. I could see their eager and hunger. This one wouldn't last long. Good, that made my wait shorter too.
Yes, I was very happy with my shopping today; she would make
a nice addition to my collection. It had become more difficult to find unique
people as time had gone by. Twenty years will do that to any collector.
I left the three prisoners, or the six eyes; it was the eyes
that were of importance to me, in the cage and went back upstairs.The first two I didn’t care about, they had
ordinary eyes, but this new one had green eyes with little blue dots in them.
They were the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen, and nothing like I had ever
seen before. I couldn't wait to see them again.
It was quiet now, for a while at least. The new girl was
gagged and the other two were happy with their new toy for a while. I knew they
would be, they were serial killers and she was their prey. See, I don’t kill anybody;
I just collect the eyes from the dead. And, well, I do bring them the people
they need to kill for my collection. We’ve had this collaboration long for a long time now.
Not that they had much choice.
Once upon a time, twenty some years ago, I had caught them
killing my girlfriend, and somehow I had managed to capture them. I had had no
idea what to do with them, but I couldn’t hand them over to the police. I
wanted to keep my girlfriends eyes, and therefore I needed to get rid of her body
without getting the police involved. Living
alone deep in a forest has a lot of advantages so I had buried her, and planted
a tree on top of her grave. Her name was Marlene.
At first I had just kept them, Marlene's killers, and I had built them a big
cage. It had been expensive though, because I needed to feed them, but what
choice did I have. I couldn’t let them go, I couldn’t call the police and I
couldn’t kill them. I don’t kill. And then one day about 7 months later I had
seen the most intriguing set of eyes. I had no choice. I had to get them. I wanted
them so badly. And that’s when I got the idea. I already had the perfect set
up, all I had to do was to make sure nobody would suspect me of snatching the
girl, and let the prisoners kill her so I could collect those perfect eyes.
At the same time I realized that I didn’t need to spend any
more money on food ever again, not for those two anyway. One girl would last
them a very long time. It was all up to them. I didn’t care what they did as long
as I got the eyes, those gorgeous eyes.
I smiled. I loved my collection, 57 soon to be 58, pair of
eyes. My first pair was my favourite, Marlene's eyes, those eyes I had loved. I had loved the
body that had held them too.
Yes, I love those loving eyes.
Love//
Carina
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