Deflated
A short mind control horror piece. Have you ever heard of a killer inflatable doll? No? That’s about to change then.
Jeremy looked at the three exsanguinated bodies on the floor and then at his unlikely companion.
“You have to understand, she made me do it!” He insisted.
Detective Paulson scratched his nose. “She? Really?”
“Yes. She likes blood. I gave it to her.”
Well, that was new. Usually, insane killers spoke of the Devil or blamed their parents’ abuse as they were growing up to justify their actions. Sure, there had been cases of inanimate objects being put to blame though he was pretty sure none involved an inflatable rubber sex doll.
“I feel deflated,” Jeremy continued, an interesting choice of words, considering his emaciated face and sunken eyes. The doll, on the other hand, was plump, engorged, filled to the brim with air and gallons of stolen life. How he had drained the bodies was still up in the air, but he wouldn’t be doing it any more.
Detective Paulson booked him, the blood inside the doll was collected as evidence and the exotic sex toy itself locked inside a bag and brought to the precinct. Everyone commented on her big, blue eyes, and how they glowed under the halogen lamps.
When the lights went dark, her now purple lips became red once again as seventeen deflated police officers killed themselves in devotional sacrifice.
Did you like this one? I hope so. This is one of the pieces included in my horror flash fiction anthology. There’s a little bit of everything there so if you’re looking for something spooky to read, don’t be afraid to buy it. 😉 Thanks.
