MeganMiQ:BareHands
From Create Your Own Story
You know a chance when you see one. Just as Vanessa puts the eggs down on a shelf inside the fridge, you step forwards, placing your right hand on the bottom of her chin and your left over the back of her head. Before she can react or even process what's happening, you violently jerk your hands in opposite directions, twisting her neck past its breaking point. A loud snapping sound confirms that what you just did really happened, and Vanessa crumples into a heap on the floor, her head resting on the inside lip of the fridge.
You stare at your hands for a few seconds, looking down into Vanessa's still-open, now empty eyes. You don't know what to make of the whole situation, and you look around, hoping nobody was able to see what you did. Of course, nobody did, but you still feel like you were being watched. The kitchen seems eerily silent now, save for the sound of the radio and the quiet hum of the fridge. You take a deep breath, and recover your senses. Now you know what you have to do. The plan is halfway complete, nothing can stop you now. You've killed Vanessa, now you're all that's left. The last loose end.
