Mindless Murder
You sat on a four legged stool, your golden hair and blue eyes beautiful, and yet misleading. In your hand was a dull knife streaked with blood, and on the table in front of you were dozens of horse heads. they were sorted by breed, and spaced perfectly. The heads were in perfect condition, except for the circular pools of blood about the bases.
You beckoned to the next horse, and it came without question. You stroked it’s long snout with your knife, and then, holding up it’s head brought down the knife with a sickening crunch. You carefully took the head, and placed it in one of the arrays.
What happened next was almost too horrid to describe. the heads on the table slowly began to change. It was subtle at first, the fur changing to the color of your blond hair, and the eyes becoming the exact shade of your own blue ones. the snouts too began to change in shape, and soon you were looking at dozens of human heads, your heads.
