Something Wicked This Way Comes Chapter 3: Discovery

The black and white body of the vehicle shined lightly under the bright, full moon. It slowly crept down the street at its leisurely pace. It slowly prowled tell it stopped in front of what supposed to be an empty building that was only a few hours before had a scene of ghoulish slaughter. Even from the dark space inside the police car the driver could see the yellow crime scene tape that had once blocked the door now flapped in a small night time breeze. The driver parked the car in front of the house, blocking the driveway. The police officer exited from the cruiser and pulled out her pistol. She spoke into her radio for a few seconds before entering the crime scene.
The smell of death and blood made her stomach do flips inside her and her mind to imagine the horrors that had happened only three hours before. She quickly shook it off before stepping deeper into this little taste of hell. The pictures that had once been hanging on the wall were now smashed into oblivion on the carpeted floor. The sound of running water from the floor above her told her where to search.
She quietly ascended the stairs to the source of the noise, the upstairs bathroom. She slowly opened the door and brought her pistol to bear, pointing it towards the shower curtain. “Step out of the shower with your hands where I can see them. You’re under arrest for trespassing in an open crime scene.” She said firmly to whatever was behind the curtain.
A metallic squeak sounded as the water turn off. A hand gently, and calmly, opened the curtain revealing the figure to her. “Hello Joel.” He said stepping out of the shower. She felt her heart beat faster at the sight of him, his skin glistening from the small layer of water covering him, his wet hair shining softly under the bright lights of the 40 watt bulbs.
“Michael, you’re dead. Y-you’re d-dead.” Joel stammered as she slowly stepped away from him, still aiming her pistol at his chest. Before she could say anymore the world around her blurred before disappearing into darkness. Michael looked down at her collapsed form; thoughts could be seen racing behind his eyes. He shook his head with a small grin.
“Joel you always were easy to startle.” He said lifting her up bridal style. He carried her off and placed her on what was left of his sofa. He smiled at her face before going off to dry off, dress and get some equipment.