Death. Everywhere. There was dark crimson blood spattered all over the white walls. As the two men went to work on the carcass, Sarah watched from the side of the room unable to help. They were laughing and smiling as they cut and sawed and hacked and tore. “I have to get out of here. I have to get home. I still have things I want to do.” were the only things that were going through Sarah’s mind as the walls seemed to constrict around her. Her mind was racing. She was running out of options. She could smell the blood in the air and see it running off of the table where the men were, onto the ground where it pooled and then ran into a small drain in the middle of the tiled floor. She was backing up unaware of her surroundings when she felt a hand grab touch her shoulder from behind. Unable to even squeal she turned around to find a fat man standing there, a huge grin covering his face from ear to ear.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He laughed. She shuddered. “No escaping ‘til I say you can. There is plenty still to be done.” She felt herself walking towards the two men who were still dismembering the carcass. She could feel the presence of the fat man still behind her. Watching her. The two men stopped talking and turned towards her. Each of them held a huge knife in their blood-covered hands.
“It’s your turn.” One of them said. He chuckled. “We wouldn’t want you to get away without doing your fair share.” The other laughed hysterically.
There was a knife on the counter. This was her chance. She grabbed the knife before any of them could react and stepped to the counter where the carcass was. She took the knife and cut the wings off of the chicken, just like she had learned in culinary school, and set them side by side. The fat man smiled.
“Looks like you know what you are doing. I guess you can go home now. See you tomorrow! We’ve got a banquet for 100 we have to prepare for, so come ready to do lots of cooking!”
She smiled and headed out the door. What a relief they let her off work early. At least she could get home and finish her homework now.
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