Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2006 16:22:47 GMT -5
Through the break in the window, a gust of cold air filled the room into a dull silence. The lighting was fair; however with the darkness in the sky the room seemed a lot brighter than it really was. The room reeked of a fowl smell that consisted of sweat and sorrow. There appeared to be no one in the room, though the view only showed about a third of the entire bedroom. The wall paper looked as though it had been clawed or viciously scratched in attempt of mass destruction. There were papers splashed out on the floor, along with books and a few wrestling magazines. The carpet had also been ripped; also there were blood trails which led from the bathroom that was to the left of the bed.
The view then cut to another angle in the room where you could now see more blood which looked like it was coming from beneath the bed. The window which was now directly in the eye point of the scene was beginning to creek as it slowly started to open. As it opened the curtains were penetrated into the room by another large gust of wind. The room grew colder now, as it would be unsettling to be in. To the left of the bed there was a small lamp which was held by a side table. The lamp was dimming which it looked like it had been ripped from the outlet behind the table. The outlet was also partially ripped from the wall as it was hanging by only the wires from inside the wall. Each time the lamp dimmed the lighting inside the room dimmed gently. It was almost impossible to notice, however as you concentrated on the television which was high on the wall you could see the lighting change from bright to brighter as the cycle continued.
The view was now controlled on the bathroom which it led a trail of blood from the bathroom to the space between the floor and the door of the bathroom. There appeared to be no sound from the bathroom, however something appeared to be moving as the light was on inside the bathroom. It could be something as simple as a shadow which pulsated from the dimness of the lighting inside the room. Or it could very well be a person, or living creature from inside the walls which held the pool of blood. If it was a living creature inside the room, perhaps they were hanging from inside the room while the blood streamed through their neck. The swinging from the weight of the body would indeed cause a small hint in the lighting as it would create a shadow image. From outside the room the lighting would greatly change by the body’s momentum.
The view continued to change as it revealed more damage done to the room. As it ventured closer to the bedroom it exposed a small blood stain which would identify that someone was indeed lying in the bed before the incident inside the room occurred. Maybe the person had been attacked during his or her sleep. It was evident that what happened was no accident; no it was for a purpose. By the right side of the bed there was a knife which contained a short string of blood on the blade. Beside the knife there was a picture of a man kissing a beautiful woman on the lips. To right left of the image was a hand print which was outlined in blood. Another strong gust of wind blew into the room which made the picture rise and fall a few meters away from its original position. The pictured remained image facing up, but it left a trail of what appeared to be dust or sand.
As the view commenced, a short pause was made as a small bottle of substance was tipped over on the floor as a few pills were let out from its container. The bottle read Dexedrine. Beneath the bottle was the description of the pills, although a large portion of the bottle was ripped off. The scene continued to change and now the view was back towards the bedroom. The handle on the door was taken off, which meant the door would remain open. The view, now, peek inside the hole which used to contain the doorknob. There was little to see, however one thing caught the attention of the eye. The blood was being delivered from the bathtub. The water was high, although the hair of what looked to be a woman was perched on the top of the blood and water mixture. The fowl smell was coming from inside this room, as the smell was unbelievably horrid. The smell was that of a dead, rotting carcass. The body inside the bathtub would have been dead, since we entered the room; or long before that.
Before long, the door was pushed open and the view changed quickly to spot out the bathroom. Once inside the smell gunned out leaving yet another fowl smell behind. Finally once established inside the view began to pan the area. The sink; covered in hair, the toilet had minute drops of blood, and the bathtub was over flowing with the mixture of blood and water. The tap had been turned off, which gave us the information that the woman had the water in the tub before getting in. Something else that caught the view of the scene was the mirror that was located directly above the sink which was fully covered with hand prints and blood splats. There was a common pattern with the symbols of “X” painted in all areas of the mirror. Maybe it’s a sign, or maybe it’s just something which people do when in these situations. Regardless, the mysteries behind this incident are irrelevant at this time. The common thing in this situation is that there is one dead woman who appears to be her bedroom.
The scene switches back outside of the bathroom as it continues to look outside of the room. Then quickly the scene is change to the outside of a lovely big house on the top of the hill. The air is still, but with a cold temperature. There is a man dressed in a dark blue suit, with a matching silver tie with blue stripes. The man enters the house very silently which looks as though he’s trying not to make any noise while entering the house. He is carrying a large suit case which he sets down while walking into the kitchen for a drink of water. We can know establish the fact the house belongs to this man who is now taking a drink of a cold glass of water. Once he finishes off the remaining portion, he grabs the bag and heads up the stairs. While going up the stairs he waits and looks down at the staircase. While in concentration he begins to laugh ever so gently which can barely be heard. He continues up the stairs, once at the top he locates a specific door. Before going in he leans up against the door and listens. Nothing can be heard, although perhaps he is just listening for something to occur. A few minutes past before he grabs the handle gives it a quick turn as the door swings open. “Hey baby!” he says while pulling the door open.
The view is now on the face of a man now recognized as Benjamin Banks, his eyes widen as he runs to the bed. He looks into complete daze as he splashes down on the bed. His body repels off the bed which sends him flying. He tries to get up but something holds him back. He looks up and there stands his beautiful wife Julie. She gives him a hug and lays a sweet kiss on her fiancé. Benjamin drags her down with him as the two begin to smile and laugh. Benjamin gives her a kiss as he helps her to her feet. Once at his feet, she tells him about the movie she was just watching. “It was about a girl who killed herself because she thought her husband was cheating on her. He was wrestler just like you, although not as good. It was one of the best movies I’ve ever seen.” Benjamin begins to take off his jacket as she helps him. “I bet the movie was a good one, you don’t ever have to worry about me cheating on you.” Says Benjamin as he sits down on the bed while taking off his dress pants. Julie starts to laugh and then looks at him and says, “Well we won’t have to worry about me killing myself if you cheat on me, I’ll get my revenge on you.” Benjamin just looks at her in amusement. Once Benjamin gets himself into bed, she follows in after him. The two engage a close eye contact; Benjamin kisses her gently and softly on the nose. She then repeats the same thing, but on his lips. Benjamin smiles and before snuggling closer to the woman he loves most, he whispers into her ear. “Baby, I love you” The scene slowly starts to fade, as it follows out the door, down the stairs, and out of the house. [End]
The view then cut to another angle in the room where you could now see more blood which looked like it was coming from beneath the bed. The window which was now directly in the eye point of the scene was beginning to creek as it slowly started to open. As it opened the curtains were penetrated into the room by another large gust of wind. The room grew colder now, as it would be unsettling to be in. To the left of the bed there was a small lamp which was held by a side table. The lamp was dimming which it looked like it had been ripped from the outlet behind the table. The outlet was also partially ripped from the wall as it was hanging by only the wires from inside the wall. Each time the lamp dimmed the lighting inside the room dimmed gently. It was almost impossible to notice, however as you concentrated on the television which was high on the wall you could see the lighting change from bright to brighter as the cycle continued.
The view was now controlled on the bathroom which it led a trail of blood from the bathroom to the space between the floor and the door of the bathroom. There appeared to be no sound from the bathroom, however something appeared to be moving as the light was on inside the bathroom. It could be something as simple as a shadow which pulsated from the dimness of the lighting inside the room. Or it could very well be a person, or living creature from inside the walls which held the pool of blood. If it was a living creature inside the room, perhaps they were hanging from inside the room while the blood streamed through their neck. The swinging from the weight of the body would indeed cause a small hint in the lighting as it would create a shadow image. From outside the room the lighting would greatly change by the body’s momentum.
The view continued to change as it revealed more damage done to the room. As it ventured closer to the bedroom it exposed a small blood stain which would identify that someone was indeed lying in the bed before the incident inside the room occurred. Maybe the person had been attacked during his or her sleep. It was evident that what happened was no accident; no it was for a purpose. By the right side of the bed there was a knife which contained a short string of blood on the blade. Beside the knife there was a picture of a man kissing a beautiful woman on the lips. To right left of the image was a hand print which was outlined in blood. Another strong gust of wind blew into the room which made the picture rise and fall a few meters away from its original position. The pictured remained image facing up, but it left a trail of what appeared to be dust or sand.
As the view commenced, a short pause was made as a small bottle of substance was tipped over on the floor as a few pills were let out from its container. The bottle read Dexedrine. Beneath the bottle was the description of the pills, although a large portion of the bottle was ripped off. The scene continued to change and now the view was back towards the bedroom. The handle on the door was taken off, which meant the door would remain open. The view, now, peek inside the hole which used to contain the doorknob. There was little to see, however one thing caught the attention of the eye. The blood was being delivered from the bathtub. The water was high, although the hair of what looked to be a woman was perched on the top of the blood and water mixture. The fowl smell was coming from inside this room, as the smell was unbelievably horrid. The smell was that of a dead, rotting carcass. The body inside the bathtub would have been dead, since we entered the room; or long before that.
Before long, the door was pushed open and the view changed quickly to spot out the bathroom. Once inside the smell gunned out leaving yet another fowl smell behind. Finally once established inside the view began to pan the area. The sink; covered in hair, the toilet had minute drops of blood, and the bathtub was over flowing with the mixture of blood and water. The tap had been turned off, which gave us the information that the woman had the water in the tub before getting in. Something else that caught the view of the scene was the mirror that was located directly above the sink which was fully covered with hand prints and blood splats. There was a common pattern with the symbols of “X” painted in all areas of the mirror. Maybe it’s a sign, or maybe it’s just something which people do when in these situations. Regardless, the mysteries behind this incident are irrelevant at this time. The common thing in this situation is that there is one dead woman who appears to be her bedroom.
The scene switches back outside of the bathroom as it continues to look outside of the room. Then quickly the scene is change to the outside of a lovely big house on the top of the hill. The air is still, but with a cold temperature. There is a man dressed in a dark blue suit, with a matching silver tie with blue stripes. The man enters the house very silently which looks as though he’s trying not to make any noise while entering the house. He is carrying a large suit case which he sets down while walking into the kitchen for a drink of water. We can know establish the fact the house belongs to this man who is now taking a drink of a cold glass of water. Once he finishes off the remaining portion, he grabs the bag and heads up the stairs. While going up the stairs he waits and looks down at the staircase. While in concentration he begins to laugh ever so gently which can barely be heard. He continues up the stairs, once at the top he locates a specific door. Before going in he leans up against the door and listens. Nothing can be heard, although perhaps he is just listening for something to occur. A few minutes past before he grabs the handle gives it a quick turn as the door swings open. “Hey baby!” he says while pulling the door open.
The view is now on the face of a man now recognized as Benjamin Banks, his eyes widen as he runs to the bed. He looks into complete daze as he splashes down on the bed. His body repels off the bed which sends him flying. He tries to get up but something holds him back. He looks up and there stands his beautiful wife Julie. She gives him a hug and lays a sweet kiss on her fiancé. Benjamin drags her down with him as the two begin to smile and laugh. Benjamin gives her a kiss as he helps her to her feet. Once at his feet, she tells him about the movie she was just watching. “It was about a girl who killed herself because she thought her husband was cheating on her. He was wrestler just like you, although not as good. It was one of the best movies I’ve ever seen.” Benjamin begins to take off his jacket as she helps him. “I bet the movie was a good one, you don’t ever have to worry about me cheating on you.” Says Benjamin as he sits down on the bed while taking off his dress pants. Julie starts to laugh and then looks at him and says, “Well we won’t have to worry about me killing myself if you cheat on me, I’ll get my revenge on you.” Benjamin just looks at her in amusement. Once Benjamin gets himself into bed, she follows in after him. The two engage a close eye contact; Benjamin kisses her gently and softly on the nose. She then repeats the same thing, but on his lips. Benjamin smiles and before snuggling closer to the woman he loves most, he whispers into her ear. “Baby, I love you” The scene slowly starts to fade, as it follows out the door, down the stairs, and out of the house. [End]