Kill #21:
The Perfect Fan
By Steph
He didn’t know whether it
was from being in a foreign country, or maybe it was the whole Jack the Ripper
thing, but Nick’s thirst for killing fans would not be quenched.
Little did he know that
the perfect opportunity would arise within twenty four hours of killing Steph,
the fan who’d seemed to love torturing her characters in the Peruvian jungle.
“Thanks for a wonderful
lunch” he thanked the friends who’d invited them all for a traditional Sunday
roast, “but I have a little bit of business to take care of, so I’m gonna have
to love you and leave you all”
“You want some company?”
Howie asked out of politeness.
“Thanks, but I’ll see you
all later”
“He’s going to a sex
show!” AJ laughed, pulled out his phone and tweeted Carter’s watching porn! He
then took a photo of himself and sent the tweet.
Nick neither confirmed nor
denied it; he just gave a quick shrug of his shoulders and gave them all a
lopsided smile in response. “I’ll see you back at the house later”.
“Have fun! And don’t
forget we’re gonna hit the gym later…that is unless you get lucky” AJ called
out as Nick walked through the door.
If only they knew how
lucky he’d already been since arriving in London.
He made his way across the
vast city, blending in with the crowd as he travelled on the underground.
That’s what he liked about this place; he was just another faceless person in
the crowd. No one seemed to recognise him, or they
just didn’t care here, and that suited him perfectly.
“Where shall I go?” he
murmured to himself. It was a bright sunny day (for a change) and he knew he
wouldn’t be able to indulge his dark side just yet.
One of the posters he’d
spotted whilst on the tube was for the Science Museum. He looked at his watch
and realised he had a couple of hours until it closed
for the day. It was just the place to kill a little time, and he was keen to
see some of the exhibitions too.
A couple of train
journey’s later and he stepped off the tube at South Kensington Station. He
walked along Exhibition Road, passed the Natural History Museum - although he
wasn’t planning on paying that place a visit – and was soon outside the Science
Museum. He was pleasantly surprised to find that it was free admission to the
museum; not that paying was an issue for him though. He did however pay £5 for
the guide book, which he stuffed into his back pocket, and then began his tour.
He wandered around the
exhibitions, stopping when something in particular caught his attention, before
moving on to the next display.
“Cool” he spoke out loud
when he came across the space and time section.
“It is isn’t it” said an
American voice from behind him “they have a whole section over there on the
possibilities of space and time travel”
He spun around to face the
woman who’d spoke to him and immediately sensed her recognition. Another fan.
But this time a fan who was also a geek like himself. Maybe he’d leave her be.
Maybe.
“Oh my god, are you Nick
Carter?” she asked.
“You caught me!” he
grinned and held up his hands in surrender. “You know who I am, so it’s only
fair you tell me your name”
“Lorena…but my friends
call me Lore” she smiled “I’m here in the UK visiting my friend Steph, but she
never came back last night”
“Oh, is that so?” Nick’s
interest rose and he wanted to know more.
“She said she was going on
some walking tour, but I didn’t feel too great so stayed at the hotel” Lore
told him.
Could Nick really be lucky
enough to have stumbled across Steph’s friend? What
were the chances of that happening in the same weekend!
“She probably hooked up
with some guy, I’m sure you’ll see her soon enough”
“Probably” Lore grinned “I
know she was looking for some guy called Jason, maybe she found him”
“Maybe” Nick agreed,
wanting to change the subject. Steph’s time was over,
now Lore was going to be treated to his undivided attention. “So Lore, tell me
about yourself…”
The pair of them chatted
as they walked around the museum. He soon put two and two together when she
mentioned her love of the colour purple and her love
of writing sci-fi. She even told him about a book she was hoping to get
published. She was PurpuraLipstick, one of those
writers off the site, and she would write no more.
Nick looked at his watch
again and noticed that it was almost closing time, but he didn’t want to let
her go. “Y’know, I hear there’s a secret exhibition
which is well worth a look if you fancy it?”
“Really?” she exclaimed
excitedly.
“And I happen to have been
given tickets” Nick nodded. “You up for it?”
“Well…I am kind of
hungry…”
“We can stop off for a
burger on the way. Come on, it’ll be fun to share this experience with someone
who is obviously as passionate about this stuff as me” he used his charm in the
hopes of persuading her.
“Let me just go and get my
good camera and I’ll meet you in an hour. We can get that burger then if you
want”
“Sounds good to me” he
agreed and they arranged a time and place to meet, which actually suited Nick
as he could quickly dash back to the house and grab a few things.
True to his word, they
stopped off for some fast food after meeting up, but Nick added a secret
ingredient to Lore’s diet coke. He guided them over to a more secluded bench,
sheltered by large trees.
“Ugh, that coke tastes
gross!” she coughed and wiped her mouth on her napkin.
Nick tried to hide the
disappointment from his face. Obviously drinking formaldehyde in a small
quantity wasn’t going to do much. Luckily he had other supplies in his bag. It
was shocking the amount of shit you could get online these days.
“Have some of mine” he
offered and she took it.
“So how far is this
place?” Lore asked curiously.
“Not far” he replied
vaguely. But Lore – he was beginning to realise – was
full of questions.
They finished eating at
last, and were soon on their way again. Nick knew the kind of place he wanted
to take her; he just had to find it.
“It’s a bit out of the way
isn’t it?” she asked when they’d strayed far from the crowds. They were in an
area which was a bit run down and abandoned. Well off the beaten track.
“I did tell you it was
exclusive. You know how eccentric some of these English are” he chuckled at his
own quick thinking.
“I guess” she agreed.
By now there wasn’t a
single person in sight and Nick spotted a place which looked the part.
“Here we are!” he said
excitedly, knowing that very soon he’d get what he wanted. But took his bag off
his back and opened it up whilst Lore looked through the windows. Keep looking
that way.
“It looks a bit empty, are
you…”
But before she could say
another word, Nick smothered her face with a chloroformed cloth and held her
tight until the struggling stopped.
“About fucking time” he
mumbled. Her never ending chatter had driven him mad. Couldn’t she have just
been awestruck or something? No, he had to pick a wordy one!
He dragged her into the
abandoned warehouse type building and set her down on a dirty old table. Next,
he opened his bag of goodies and removed various items, which included a
portable defibrillator, scalpel, needle and thread...and various bagged body
parts.
She liked sci-fi. He liked
sci-fi mixed with a touch of horror. The movie Frankenstein came to mind.
“She loves this stuff, so
let's see how she likes re-animation!”
He began to wish he had
Steph there too; he would've liked to have sliced them down the middle, joined
them together and seen them really share a brain, like they joked about in
their posts on that forum.
Oh well, he did have her
heart.
Lore was still unconscious
when he began slicing her open and removing her organs, which was good because
he needed her to be nice and still for this. She was almost dead soon enough
though, and he removed her still beating heart and replaced it with the cold
dead one of her collaboration partner. He then chopped and sliced at other
parts of her and replaced them with the formaldehyde preserved bits of various
other victims.
“Just call me a fucking
genius” he said to himself as he stood back and admired his handiwork.
Lore was stitched up like
a patchwork quilt and ready for the next part of his plan for her. He was going
all out this time.
He switched on the
portable defibrillator and followed the instructions, sticking the pads onto
her chest and pushing the button. Her body jolted as the current went through
it, but nothing happened.
“Well I ain’t no Victor
Frankenstein after all, but at least I gave it a go” he laughed and took a few
photos with Lore’s camera. He took the memory card out and tossed the Nikon
across the room, then turned his back on his latest kill and walked away,
having first made sure he’d wiped every trace of himself from the crime scene.
Twenty one down and many
more to go, he grinned evilly as he started back towards the house he was
sharing with his band mates.
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