Twisted Shorts: Ten Chilling Short Stories by Andrew Lennon

Author:Andrew Lennon [Lennon, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Smoke rose from the barrel of the gun like a serpent crawling up from its wicker basket. The killer stood in the corner of the room looking at the weapon in his hand. He looked at his victim on the floor, smoke rising from the hole in his head, blood dripping through his dark hair. It was a boy, a thirteen year old boy. It was his son. The man dropped to his knees and began to cry as the memory of what had happened in the last ten minutes came rushing back into his mind. Jack McKenna had been happily married this morning, hell, he had been happily married an hour ago. So why did he go and shoot his whole family?

He didn’t know.

He stood in a daze, staring at Stephen, the last of his victims. The blood had begun to pool around his mutilated corpse. He knew that his other two sons, Tom and Luke, both lay in the kitchen where he had gunned them down. He didn’t need to go into the hallway and look to know that his wife was face down in a pool of her own blood from a hole in the back of her head. She had been his first victim. He didn’t need to question whether he killed his family, he knew he had. The memory was fresh and it was real. It was as real as the gun in his hand.

No, he didn’t need to question if he had killed his family, but he needed to know why.

His mind raced, searching for thoughts. Had he seen something? Was it something so bad that he had blacked it out and in a blind rage murdered his family? No, it couldn’t be, he loved his family, there was no reason he would ever want to harm them. He was happy!

Wasn’t he?

He paced slowly around the house, looking at his path of destruction in detail. He was hoping for the moment that he was going to wake up and discover that this had all been a horrible nightmare. A sick and twisted nightmare that he would never in his life tell anyone that he’d had. It was just too horrible and people would think badly of him. He stopped and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn’t even have a speck of blood on him; he could walk out of his house now and no one would question him, until they found the bodies.

No, this was a dream, it had to be. He knew with all his heart that there was no way on Earth he would kill his family. The people he loved. He stared into the mirror, gazing into his own blue eyes. Something looked different, were his eyes always blue? Were they his eyes? Was that his reflection? He couldn’t remember anymore.

He pushed the muzzle of the gun to his temple and pulled the trigger.

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