One quick blow to the head should kill him instantly, I thought. Holding the axe with both hands, I let loose with a fierce swing. At the last minute I closed my eyes to shield myself from any blood splatter and missed him; the axe just grazed him. I tried again, striking at him with the blunt end of the axe and missed again. Determined to finish him off, I let loose with another hard swing and struck his head; splattering my face with blood. Finally, after several forceful strikes to the head, I landed the fatal blow.
I knelt down beside him to catch my breath. I slowly wiped the mixture of sweat and blood from my face and briefly pondered the gruesomeness of the act I had just I committed.
I didn't intend to make him suffer. I wanted his death to be quick. And it would have been quick and maybe even painless if he hadn't moved. But he did move. He suffered a slow and brutal death, and I had become his cold-blooded, tormentor.
I had done this before and had everything I needed to get rid of his body. I had planned for this. I was ready. I began gathering the items I would need to contain his corpse. I had the container and bleach bottle, the rope to secure his body, the knife, concrete blocks to weight down the body, the preservative to dump on his body to keep it from rotting. With everything ready, it was time to begin this macabre procedure.
.
The smell of death quickly summoned flies of every type. By the time I got back to his body, the flies were in a feasting frenzy. I swatted at them repeatedly but it was a waste of time Time was running out. I had to move fast.
I dragged his lifeless body to an area I had prepared and began the grizzly task of hacking......
I had done this before and had everything I needed to get rid of his body. I had planned for this. I was ready. I began gathering the items I would need to contain his corpse. I had the container and bleach bottle, the rope to secure his body, the knife, concrete blocks to weight down the body, the preservative to dump on his body to keep it from rotting. With everything ready, it was time to begin this macabre procedure.
.
The smell of death quickly summoned flies of every type. By the time I got back to his body, the flies were in a feasting frenzy. I swatted at them repeatedly but it was a waste of time Time was running out. I had to move fast.
I dragged his lifeless body to an area I had prepared and began the grizzly task of hacking......
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