(Author's Note: I didn't know if horror fits in the Action/Adventure forum. This is a horror novel I'm trying to write. This is a bit of a prologue. Comments appreciated! Will write the first chapter ASAP!)
We took our most recent victims just last night.
They were a young couple, probably in their early thirties or late twenties. Took a long time to finally corner them. It wasn’t the longest act we’ve done, but it was close. It was about 4 a.m. when we started and it was morning when we finished. The thrill of the act is still tingling in me.
It isn’t as satisfying as it is to Jack and Jen. They’re in the bedroom now. I can hear Jen’s moans and Jack’s panting. It’s always noisy to me, no matter the size of the hotel room. The only time it was close to quiet was when I was sitting in my bedroom in a hotel suite taking up half of the top floor.
This is, of course, one of the Justice Acts. Jen’s cousin—one of our victims—had bullied her when she was growing up. The bullying only ceased, she said, at nineteen when Jen left to move to Texas. This was Jen’s revenge. Better to take away a bully to make one less evil person in the world.
In the station wagon, we thought about our next target. Then Jack suggested Hillock. It’s a small town bordering on the marshes in Louisiana. Jen and I agreed. Jen will wear the doll mask as usual, Jack will wear a plain white mask that he got from the drugstore and I will wear the cutesy girl mask. As usual. Sometimes I wish I could wear the doll one when I commit a murder. I tried it once a couple of weeks ago and it was a bit weird feeling. That mask must be custom-made.
Oh well, better to be masked than to be identified by a person that’s only wounded. Occasionally, there’s a lucky person who survives our acts and the person goes to the police or whatever. I enjoy it when that happens. Makes our next victims more wary. Of course, we do have to be more careful that time.
Anyways, when morning comes we’ll pay the bill and pack up our stuff and hit the road. I don’t think I’m going to sleep well in this motel if Jen and Jack keep their stuff up. Not that the motel isn’t that grand. I hope we can find a better one in Hillock.
