They were restless just like him.... Merlin paced around the cage in anticipation of the next kill..... It's true what they say you know... after you've had a taste of human blood there's no going back..... He reached his hand carefully inside the cage and scratched Zauber behind the ear.... Somtimes this lion was his only friend.... Perhaps it was a bond between killers but Zauber and Merlin understood each other ... There was never any fear... just a mutual respect for the fierceness they both possessed.... He reached out to pet Hexe but she growled at him... "Bitch" he hissed and left the lions to be alone..... In a way he was happy to be rid of that worthless slut Angel... He had never had anyone before.. there was no reason now to change that... even though at times he felt a little jealous of Zauber... Sometimes it was nice to have someone beside you... but Merlin had his toys and they would never laugh at him.. Twilight was fading into darkness and the lights of the carnival were already glowing against the evening sky.... Merlin began his usual rounds before he made the familiar path back to the funhouse... He stopped along the way to play with the children... He pulled flowers out of his hat... shiny pennies from behind their ears... He loved how they squealed with delight and their round little faces lit up.... But the excitement stirred something much more macabre in Merlin and they were all too blind to see the menace behind that painted smile.....
Merlin stood at the entrance of the funhouse... He bit his lip absent mindedly as he listened to the ones who had already found their way into his maze of mirrored hallways... A scream here... a nervous giggle there... an occasional shriek followed by fits of laughter... Sometimes there were sobs... but they were difficult to hear over the roar of the tilt-o-whirl closeby.... He sighed with boredom just before he caught a glimpse of her... She would be the new doll in his playhouse... Not too young he thought... 11 maybe.. maybe older... She had long blonde hair and green eyes... She was just on the verge of blossoming .... but not quite... He liked those the best... They were still so fresh and wholesome then... not like his Angel who had the feel of many other hands all over her.... He would call this one Alice... and he just couldn't wait for her to find her way through his looking glass....
He followed her through the funhouse in a secret passage behind the mirrors... that was the best part... Oh the things he had seen through those two way mirrors... Some nights that alone was thrill enough for him. But tonight he had a taste for something sweeter... as she rounded the corner to the trap door he began to sweat... When she reached out to touch the mirror he grabbed her from behind, dragging her back into the dark hallway... She screamed before his hand clamped hard over her mouth and nose.. and she struggled against him as he carried her to his back room.... Merlin was prepared for this one... He pulled the knife out of his jacket and ran it lightly against her throat... telling her that if she cooperated it would all be over soon and she could leave.. Of course it was a lie but it seemed to ease her mind a bit .. He forced her at knife point to strip and put on a little blue dress with a fluffy can-can. "Just perfect Alice" he nodded approvingly... and after a few minutes of teasing he gagged and bound her before sitting her in a chair. She screamed violently when he pulled the white rabbit from his hat and slit its throat letting the blood run down onto her chest... "Now look what you've done Alice," he scolded.."you've gone and ruined your best dress..." With that he picked her up and threw her over his knee slapping her ass hard with the dead rabbit as she squirmed... He laughed with glee as the terrified girl sobbed against her gag... choking occasionally from her own saliva... The more he hit her the more hysterical she became... exciting him further.. When he could stand it no more he leaned down and bit a huge plug of her tender flesh, tearing with his teeth and she fainted from the shock.... He licked the wound ravenously before throwing her over the chair and sodomizing her in a frenzy of blood lust.... The moment she regained conciousness he pulled her head back by her long hair and sliced her throat wide open... coming hard as he listened to the gurgling of her blood in her windpipe.....
Later that night as the carnival lights shut down, Alice's bloodstained dress soaked in a bucket of warm water as Zauber and Hexe knawed greedily on their latest treat.... Merlin whistled to himself contendly as he stroked the golden mane of his latest victim and thought of the many tea parties to come... He scratched Zauber behind the ear one last time before stepping back through the looking glass.....
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