Lucy and the Devil - Part 3
Upstairs, Lucy pleased her plan went well, dressed for her coming date. Her beau, a
handsome gentleman, was unfashionably late.
Unknowingly to Lucy, he had arrived sometime before, and horrified, watched Lucy as she
trapped the girl behind the door
He had hid and waited secretly to help the girl escape. He had no idea of the girls
premeditated fate.
He opened up the basement door, and quietly went in. This was when his massacre, his
murder did begin.
The basement door slammed hard behind, he stood bravely in the dark, took a match out of
his pocket and lit a single spark
He called out to the girl, "hello, are you here? I have come to rescue you. Hello, can
you hear"?
Satan's blood was boiling, "How could Lucy let this be, that a man, a mortal on this
earth, should try interfere with me?"
Copyright © Julie Cottingham | Year Posted 2008
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