11 September 2012
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My name is Tess Marshall and I was 27 when I was murdered.
I had only been working at the video shop for a few months on the night that I was brutally taken from my family. I was working there to raise funds for my trip to Peru. I was planning to go and work in a Peruvian orphanage in a small place called Luzco. My dream ended that night.
I leave behind my two younger sisters who are devastated. I was like a second mum to them and I worry as together they are drinking themselves into oblivion. Whilst they are drunk, I know they can see me and I try to let them know I'm ok and that I am with them always but they simply get more upset and drink more.
My dearest mum, she is grief stricken and worried sick about her other daughters, whilst dad, bless him, is trying to just hold them altogether.
My mother has felt me, she is a deeply spiritual person and I knew if I tried hard enough I could reach her. One night she was tidying away some things when she found my hairbrush, it was the first time I've seen my mum completely inconsolable, she was rocking and sobbing and I sat next to her and held her so very tight I thought I might hurt her and that's when it happened. She suddenly stopped sobbing and in a shaky voice she said my name. I hugged tighter still and my mum just sighed an emotional and yet contented sigh. I kept telling her I loved her and although she could not yet hear me I knew she felt it.
On the night that I was killed I was doing the late shift at the video shop. I enjoyed it there, it was usually busy at the beginning of the evening but often quietened down come late evening. You would meet all kinds of people in a video shop and I used to play a little game in my own head when a person walked in, I would try to guess what kind of films or games they would be into. Silly I know, but it kept the boredom at bay.
Little did I know that I would be playing my game with my own killer that night.
He had come in earlier that night and rented a classic film called 'Prom Night 2 Hello Marylou'....I loved this film and I said to him what a great choice as it was a classic, I didn't tell him that in my head I had guessed he would be into weird but cool sci fi films such as Bladerunner. He was very good looking and just seemed kind, and I'm ashamed to admit it but we were actually flirting a bit. He was polite, funny and very charming, not once did I feel threatened by him.
The evening dragged on but at 11pm I closed up and set off home, it was only a five minute walk and always felt safe. Of course I had heard about a killer on the loose but it was not near my home town and you never think it will happen to you, but girls I am testament to the fact that indeed it CAN happen to you.
As I am walking along I sense someone is behind me. I begin to feel a little uneasy and quicken my pace, then the footsteps stop, I look behind and no one is there, I relax and carry on walking. Then up ahead I see a man, again I feel a bit uneasy but as I get closer I realise it's the guy I had been flirting with earlier, so I just smile and say hello as I walk past.
I wish I could say I fought back but I never had the chance to, all I was aware of was this thud to my head and then it was a nothingness. My killer dragged my body down an alley where he touched my breasts and kept kissing my lips, he then placed me into a star shape with my arms and legs outstretched.
All the while I had to stand by and watch.
Then he began to take pictures of my body, my face, my still open eyes with the now fading blue mascara that I had so carefully put on earlier. Then he stood and admired me for a few seconds and with that he turned and walked away, leaving my dead body in that alleyway.
It was found the next morning by kids walking to school.
Although my body was there in that alley, I was in the only place I ever felt safe...my home.
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