Dark Days In LA
Scene One

Still now word from Shane as they all sat around a table at Milk, Jenny was cruising the every woman in the place. If there had been men, shes have been cruising them too. Tina looked on with utter disgust in her eyes.

Is she ever going to make up her mind? Bette asked the table, eyeing Jenny.

***** no, why should she. She can ***** whoever she wants. It is the great thing about being bi, you can just ***** who you want and not have to think twice about it. Alice said, sipping on a drink as Jenny left the club with a hot looking woman.

Scene Two

A writer huh? The mysterious woman asked Jenny, and Jenny nodded, she hadnt stopped talking for at least 20 minutes.

Yes. I have always loved to write. Its the one of the most wonderful things a person can do with themselves, to give… Jenny was cut short, the woman put a hand over her mouth and muffled her voice. The chloroform covered clothe did its job, and Jenny was quickly out like a light. The woman hoisted her over her shoulder with ease and dumped her in the back of Shanes truck, she was good back there, sure let her ride in the back.

You talk way too much. The cereal killer said in a deep voice, shaking her head and getting into the truck.

Scene Three

Darkness, and the killer waited for Jenny the mouth to wake up, finally she a woke from her drug induced sleep.

About ***** time. The killer said and Jennys bright blue eyes darted left and right as she found the killers eyes. They were filled with calm. This scared Jenny more than it would have if theyd been filled with madness.

Does the tongue hurt? The killer asked, then Jenny realized that her tongue had a piercing now, she stuck her tongue out seeing the hook like bar at the end of it.

What do you want with me? Jenny asked, having difficulty talking because of the hook. The killer chuckled, she pulled a wire from the ceiling and forced Jennys mouth open. She grabbed the hook and latched it to the wire.

Jennys tongue was pulled out from her mouth and she tried screaming and that just brought more laughter from the killer.

The killer took out a very dull looking knife, she shrugged.

So sorry I didnt have time to sharpen it, I guess we will just have to make due, wont we? Jenny pulled against the bounds that held her, then she tasted the blood as the killer hacked into her tongue.

Scene Four

The killer took off the latex gloves and she walked over to the now still form of Jenny, bloody. Her tongue still hanging on the hook, her eyeballs, that shed plucked out with a fork were still on the table next to the makeshift bed. Her shirt was ripped to shreads, and her cold dark heart lay on her belly, having been dug out with a spoon.

That was her just desserts. She muttered and walked from the room, and back upstairs to her normal life.