The blonde haired girl gasped as the knife sank deep into her bare chest. She jerked and squirmed, the handle of the knife waving around, hot blood squirting out from the wound with each beat of her heart. Sarah saw a damp spot grow around the crotch of the girl's jeans as she wet herself. Sarah grabbed the handle of the knife, and with one boot on the dying girl's chest, yanked it out with a wet shlup sound. A small jet of blood sprayed out of the wound before subsiding. The girl moaned, then relaxed. Her eyelids slowly drooped as she died.