Seraphim quickly grew tired of waiting and pursued Sharon into the kitchen. She was standing, back to the window, staring down the enraged demon.
"I told you . . . to . . . come . . . HERE!', Seraphim said, completely extending her wings and tail. She was furious, and was going to let Sharon know it. Sharon just stood there, immobile, watching her ex-boy-friend's approach.
Seraphim walked slowly toward her, then felt a sharp pain in her back. She turned around and saw an elderly man with a creamy white fluid covering his hands. She looked deep into the man's eyes, and realized that it was Rick. And the white milky fluid was her blood ! He had managed to stab her with a butcher knife, plunging it deep into her back.
"You old bastard.", Seraphim squealed, grabbing Rick by the head and slamming him against the wall. His spine snapped clean, and his lifeless body slumped to the floor. Rick out of the way, Seraphim reached around, trying to pull the knife from her wound, but couldn't quite reach it.
Sharon runs across the kitchen, trying not to slip in the large pools of white. Timing her strike precisely, she drove the knife deeper into the flailing Seraphim's back.
Thu Dec 17 22:08:43 1998