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The sound of rain tapping against stone crept into my dreams, until finally I awoke; almost tried rise to my feet, but the underside of the concrete bench caught my notice before I demolished my head against it. Water was falling down around the bench, and I realized that I must have ended up in a public shower. Memories of the night before hit me, and I knew where I was: the old high school showers. I took refuge in the building after robbing a nearby bank, and my getaway driver bailed when he heard sirens. I hastily grabbed my face, feeling the fabric of the mask I wore still there, and confirmed that the robbery was definitely not a dream.


I poked my head out; only one girl was taking a shower, scrubbing her short black hair and seemingly relaxed as the warm water cascaded down her nubile body, and oblivious to the grown man beneath her. A knot formed in my gut as I quickly devised an escape plan, as I realized that she was probably no more than seventeen or eighteen. She would definitely scream if I tried to get her attention long enough to reason with her, and then escape would be virtually impossible.


My weapons included the 9mm pistol I held up the bank with, and a large kitchen knife. I shook my head; couldn't even give her a quick death without drawing attention. So I clutched the handle of the knife and crawled out from under the bench, then quickly jumped to my feet. Her eyes widened and mouth gaped open; I grabbed her hair and pulled her towards me, and thrust forward. A long raspy gurgle escaped her lips as the knife sank into her throat. Blood poured from her mouth as she crumpled to the floor.


My own eyes widened, transfixed as I watched her flail violently on the floor; a quickly expanding puddle of blood pooled around her as it sprayed from her neck. Her thrashing slowed until she only occasionally twitched. A puddle of piss and shit formed between her legs, mixing with her blood, as her body relaxed and released the remnants of her bodily wastes, before she became perfectly still.


I stood there looking down at her dead, naked, body, for at least five more minutes, before I came to my senses to leave. I slipped out of the school and made my way back to my house, only to realize that I left the money I stole under the bench.