Jessica was covered from head to toe in blood. It dripped from her long black hair leaving little red drops in the already blood soaked carpet. The red splattered across her face making the ice blue of her eyes stand out. It dripped from her chin making her look like the proverbial vampire.<br/><br/>The white corset she wore was soaked, only the lace in the back was still white. The corset dripped lines down her stomach where it stopped above her navel; therefore, causing her stomach to be splattered with small chunks of brain.<br/><br/>The tan shorts dripped blood and small amounts of brain slid slowly down her legs. The empty corpse lay halfway off the bed. The insides were ripped viciously out of the woman’s body and strewn halfway across the room. The back of her head bashed open with the handle of a screw driver and was picked out and strewn, not only down her but on the floor and nightstand.<br/><br/>Red bloody foot prints trail to the man’s body. He lay on the floor dropped as if nothing but a sack of potatoes. His stomach ripped completely open and his intestines pulled out.  Blood pooled out from his body seeping into the carpet he lay on.<br/><br/>A small blood red hand print covered his cheek as if she’d slapped him. Staring at her parents she smiles an evil almost joyful smile. A sharp gasp comes from the doorway. “I’m sorry brother. They made me angry.” She looks back at her brother, John a sad look replacing the joy on her face, although her eyes, her eyes were alive with excitement and joy.<br/><br/>She watched as he fell to his knees in the carnage. “Mom…Dad…” She heard him moan softly. Let his heart break for the people he called parents, Let him feel the remorse she would never feel for the very people who made her life hell. She steps lightly past his weeping frame and into the night disappearing instantly from sight.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Jessica walked barefoot through the empty street high on the feeling insider her, the feeling of being free. She wandered for hours and her feet were starting to bleed, the bottoms of them rubbed raw. Her body exhausted from wandering hours into the night sunlight was peeking up from the horizon lined with trees.