Something was not right, she could feel it. Her whole body pulsated with the niggling feeling and the hairs on her hands stood erect. Her eyes widened and her body tensed.
The house was eerily quiet. There was no light, and she made her way around with the aid of the light from her phone.
Thank God for smart phones she thought, there was no need to carry around a flashlight.
Where is Tony? She thought as made her way through the hallway towards the bedroom. It was unusual for him to be out this late.
He hadn’t been picking his calls nor replying any of her BBM chats. Something bad must have happened. Tears escaped her eyes and she choked down a sob.
She was few steps away from the door to the bedroom and her heart picked up speed. For an unknown reason, she was scared of what lay behind the door. Her skin was crawling with sheer terror at the thought.
Nothing could prepare her for what she saw when she turned the door knob and pushed open the door.
The first thing that hit her was the stench. Her stomach churned reflexively and she tasted bile at the back of her throat.
Next was the buzzing sound. Hordes of house flies hovered around the king sized bed lying in the centre of the room. Every available surface was covered, making it difficult to see the royal blue bed sheet.
She could make out the shape of a body beneath the blanket of flies. It was lying face up with eyes rolled back into its socket. It was splayed with both hands tied with a red rope to the headboard of the bed. Similar rope tied the legs too.
A gash ran across his neck, and his abdomen was open with his entrails displayed. A movement in between his legs caught her eyes and she saw maggots coming out in stream like an ejaculate.
All these details were processed in her brain in the space of the thirty seconds it took for the scream building up in her belly to reach her mouth. But before she could let it out, the figure lying on the bed raised itself up. It’s head was dangling, held by skin and little muscle, and looked at her, smiling- which was more like a grimace- and spoke to her.
As it spoke, blood and air gushed from the wind pipe which had been severed and the sound was akin to blowing air into a lead pipe.
“Hello, Julia, what took you so long?”
The scream died in her throat and her mouth stayed ajar as though frozen in place. Then her brain decided that it had had enough and shut down.
Everything went black as she landed with a soft thud on the black carpet.