100 Theme Challenge #11

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11. Blood

Pulsing through her veins, the music flowed with each beat, shaking Maria's ribs as she made her way through the bar's busy night. She had a date with some guy she met on an online dating website. None of her previous attempts had been fruitful so far, hopefully this one would be.

The man was true to his photo, the perfect gentleman as an addition. Well, as much as he could be considering their location. They kept exchanging lustful glances while talking, and soon neither of them could tolerate it any longer. They ended up at Maria's place, some house she received in heritage after her parents' death. They'd died in a criminal fire. Right when they entered the house, Bill heard a muffled shout, but instead thought the door hinges needed oil.

"Where's your bedroom?" He asked instead, his hands around her waist and lips on her neck.

"I wanna show you something first"

He discreetly rolled his eyes, eager to get to the bed, but followed her to the basement's door.

"What's down there" He peered down, but it was too dark to see much.

"Go on, you'll see."

And she pushed him down the stairs. He didn't even have the time to yell that he was head first in the dirt, a metallic taste filling his mouth. Now he could hear them clearly – the screams of the people in the cages.

"You'll be perfect for this," Maria smirked, a knife glittering in her hand.

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