The Twilight Zone
I follow the trail of blood drops, like he followed bread crumbs in that fairy tale. I know I can't save anyone. Nor can I solve any crime. I'm too shy for any of that. But I need to know, like the cat that got itself killed. It is getting late. Dark. But I know I'm getting close. The droplets here haven't even dried yet. Yes. I'm close. I'll just have a look, and rush back home. Just in time for the soccer match. I turn a curve, and see her walking ahead, blood dripping at every little step. She holds her dress up her thighs, and has a wide stepped gait. Blood seemed to seep from within, high up her thighs somewhere. Just another rape then. I feel my curiosity fading. I almost stop my pursuit and turn around, but then I see something hanging between her legs. I can't go back now. I have to know. It's true what they say. The curious cat does have nine lives. I quicken my pace. I have her at an arms distan...