Chapter 30

When Gayle woke up in the cold bathtub, she tried to get up and step out of the tub, but she found that her legs were still asleep. She looked up at the clock that was above the sink and saw that she was late. She stumbled out of the tub and got dressed. She was late and she knew that the Whisperer hated it when she was late. Gayle grabbed her purse and keys, locked her front door and ran to her car. She sped to the assigned location and bolted into the door. “I’m sorry!” she spoke as she looked around and saw what had happened in her absence.

“You are late. I started without you. You can help me with this one!” As the Whisperer said scornfully as he pointed to Dianna.

“What have you done? This is more than what we agreed to do. This shouldn’t have happened. You had said that there would be no more done than what was approved by God.” Gayle said distrustfully and angry by what she saw around her.

“And there wasn’t, now get ready and help me with this one here.” The Whisperer was agitated from his earlier kill and the lateness of his ingénue.

As the Whisperer and Gayle got ready to work on Dianna, the girl on the floor watched as all the blood in the room started to seep into everything and find all the nooks and crannies in the floor. Suddenly Dianna felt herself being raised from the floor. She looked up and saw no one. As she was being turned around and tossed onto the table she saw who was moving her. A woman. Dianna started to scream.

“Why are you doing this to me? What have I done? Where am I?” As Dianna screamed the pair ignored her pleas and kept preparing her for slaughter.

Dianna was terrified. Her breathing was shallow and she was almost to the point of hyperventilating. Tears were streaming down from her eyes and into the creases around her nose and mouth. She thought that this was her last few moments of life. She closed her eyes and tried to remember all the good times in her life. She saw her earliest memory of her and her sister picking daisies to make a daisy chain head band. Then she flashed forward to her kindergarten graduation, she was so happy that her mom and dad had made it. She flashed then to her grade 9 graduation and then it was high school, she started to remember her high school boyfriend, her first love then she felt the pain stab through her brain. She was thrust downward onto the razors on the table, and then Dianna screamed and opened her eyes. What she saw made her scream even louder. Gayle and the Whisperer were standing in front of her, staring and smiling.

“Are you scared little one?” Gayle asked as she stroked Dianna’s hair.

“You shouldn’t be, we are here to free you from the binds that are holding you here.” Gayle continued.

The Whisperer continued to stare at Dianna as Gayle spoke with her. The more Gayle spoke the more anxious the Whisperer got to start his work.

“Do you know why you are here?” Gayle asked

“NO!” Dianna screamed. “Why do you have me here? Why are you doing this to me? What have I ever done to deserve this?” Dianna screamed.

Gayle and the Whisperer had heard enough, Gayle shoved down hard on Dianna’s shoulders and she screamed louder yet.

Then Gayle looked at the captive girl and grabbed a chunk of her hair and pulled it so she was face to face with Gayle.

“Who do you think you are? Some innocent?!”

The Whisperer laughed as he looked at the way Gayle was holding the girl. Gayle looked at her mentor and waited for the nod. It came soon enough and Gayle slammed the girls head back ont0 the table. Dianna screamed again, this time her scream made both the master and the apprentice laugh.

The Whisperer grabbed the smaller bolt cutters from the counter and showed them to Dianna as she was being rotated to the standing position on the table. The Whisperer looked deep into Dianna’s eyes and smiled as he spoke

“You my dear are a sinner and a killer. Do you repent?”

Dianna spit at the Whisperer and Gayle slapped her across the face.

“I haven’t killed anyone and repent for what?” Dianna shouted above Gayle’s laughter.

The Whisperer got in close to Diannas’ face and as he yelled, little drops of his spit covered her face.

“YOU ARE A MURDERER! YOU KILLED AN INNOCENT! YOU NEED TO BE PUNISHED FOR THAT YOU WHORE!”

The Whisperer wiped at his mouth with the bolt cutters in his one hand. He grabbed her right hand and cut off her pinkie finger, then her middle finger and then all the rest. As the bloodied stumps hit the floor, Gayles’ laughter caught an almost giddied tone. As she picked up each of the fingers, Gayle laughed and tossed them into the sink to be washed and prepared for their colleague Darrell Darker.

The Whisperer nodded at Gayle and she knew what that meant. It meant that the real fun part was about to begin. Gayle went and put on her black lab coat and buttoned it up. She grabbed the tied up girls face and slapped her to wake her up.

“Wake up little one, it is time to die” Gayle teased, as she stroked the girls’ hair. She grabbed the hair clippers and started to shave the girls head, she dug the clippers into Dianna’s head a little harder each time the girl screamed. When all the hair was gone Gayle scraped the girls head with a razor to make sure there was absolutely no hair.

When Gayle looked down at the hair that had come off Dianna she saw how the hair became matted in the coagulated blood that was already on the floor from the kill she had missed. Dianna’s eyes followed Gayle’s as she studied how the hair looked in the blood. Dianna couldn’t see too much of the hair but she saw the blood and started crying. She now knew she was going to die in a matter of minutes. She cried not just for her own life but also for how her parents would react to the news that she was dead.

“Why?” Dianna managed to squeak out

“Because you have committed the ultimate sin of killing an innocent, you must be punished by Gods law.” The Whisperer told her as he got ready to cut her breasts off.

As he was making the cuts to take her breasts off he smiled at the girl and went about his Godly work. When her breasts were removed Gayle took them and put them in the sink with the dying girls’ fingers. Next was the easy part of removing her uterus. There was a last gasp, followed by the tell-tale last breath and then nothing. The girl was dead.

The Whisperer and Gayle continued to do what was necessary to the now dead girl and prepare for the dump in the Industrial park.

Gayle helped The Whisperer put the two dead girls in the van. It had been discussed previously that they would meet at the industrial park site.

The van arrived before Gayle did and this irritated the Whisperer more. When he saw the signal he drove the van to the spot that was agreed upon and quietly and methodically the pair laid out the parts and then placed the girls atop their respective parts. When the task was complete, Gayle quietly shut the doors of the van and the Whisperer drove the van back to their base of operations.

Gayle got in her car and drove back to her house to await the phone call from her partner Darrell Darker.