April 5, 2012

When the Devil Smiles Part 4

As I stepped into the beauty salon, the eerie silence made me wonder if she had slipped out the back way. But then I heard the sound of a tanning machine come to life and I knew exactly where she was hiding.

Once I opened the door to the tanning room, I knew she was trapped. I knew this place all too well from the friend who once worked here. “Please don’t hurt me.” I could hear her whimper from behind one of the tanning beds.

“Why would I do that?” I asked as I saw her peak out from behind the bed.

“Because you’re a monster.” She whispered.