"Simmons, take the left door. Matthews and I will take the right." These three officers were ordered to hunt down a killer. From the start he had been clumsy. He left evidence in the crime scenes and they knew exactly where he was hiding. It was an old abandoned warehouse out in a shut down cement plant. But what they didn't know is that he knew they were coming for him. He was sloppy in his killings on purpose.


He watched as a figure came through the left door and two came through the right. "This is perfect. These idiots signed their death warrants when they came here."


The warehouse was pitch black. There must be at least three levels of catwalks in here, Harrison thought. Immediately She and Matthews heard a scream from the other side of the warehouse. "Simmons?....... Simmons!........ Dammit Simmons answer me!"


"I'm going to go check to see if Simmons is alright."


"Go, I'll start searching the catwalks." She was on the second set of the catwalks when she noticed a body lying on the catwalk. She rushed over to see who it was and if they were alive. She knelt down. She nearly screamed when she saw who it was. It was Simmons. "Oh God, he's dead!" She had seen her fair share of death scenes, but this one was different. This was grotesque beyond what any person should see. How could someone do this? Let alone so quickly. How did he even get over here? She immediately went over the radio, o All units, I need back up at the Atlas cement plant, warehouse number four!o No response.


The catwalk creaked and moaned as she stood up. The catwalk gave way and she landed hard on the next set of catwalks. She gritted her as she felt searing pain from both of her legs. They were broken.


Over the radio, o Harrison, are you alright? Io m coming over.o It was Matthews.


"I knew you'd come." A sly voice said from the darkness.


That voice could've come from anywhere. This place echoes everything sound you make, Harrison thought.


"Your friend here was too easy.o Looking where Simmonso body now sits, o I was hoping for a little more of a challenge" the voice continued. "I was even hoping for more effort from you, Jennifer."


How the hell does he know my name? She thought.


"Let's play a little game. You kill me. You go free. Of course, I can also kill you." A small chuckle and then silence. She looked everywhere to see if she could find him, aiming her 9mm pistol. Her eyes still hadn't fully adjusted to the darkness.


"Io ve got you." She heard. She twisted around and aimed her gun down the catwalk. Bang! Bang! Bang! She heard two of the bullets hit the side of the building, but one didn't.


The catwalks shook as if something heavy had slammed on them. She musto ve hit him. No yelling or screaming. He was dead. She felt a wave of relief come over her. She went over her radio, o Matthews, heo s dead, but we lost Simmons.o Silence. o Matthews, do you copy?o


Something was wrong. Matthews was on the other side of the warehouse when he went over the radio. The killer couldno t have had enough time to get to both of them. She heard something being dragged across the catwalks. Something heavy. o Matthews?o she said out loud. The noise stopped. A body skidded across the catwalk and came right in front of her. Matthews. He had a bullet wound in the head.


Her eyes grew with fear. She had shot Matthews!


o You know, you make my job way too easy.o She started franticly looking around to see where the voice had come from. For the most part, she could see clearly now, but most of the warehouse was still pitch black.


o Oh? Getting a little scared are we?o He said with a mocking tone. o Io m getting bored of this game. I just may go ahead and end it.o


She felt the catwalks start to shake. He was walking towards her. His body slowly took form from the darkness as he came closer to her. She was even more frantic now more than ever. No! Get control of yourself! Heo s coming straight at you giving you a perfect shot. Calming her nerves as best as she could, she pulled up her pistol and aimed for the chest. No. She aimed for the head. She didno t want to take any chances.


o What are you waiting for? Shoot me.o holding his arms out and giving her a smile.


That stopped her cold. Why was he doing this? Why was he opening himself up to die? She didno t have time to find answers for those questions because he was still walking towards her. She fired. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! She fired till her clip was empty.


WHAT! There he stood in the same position with that same smile. With him being that close, there is no way she missed! She looked closer at his body. It was riddled with holes from the bullets. Something was wrong with this guy. The way he moved from place to place so quickly without making a sound. How he killed Simmons. Simmons was one of the top three best hand-to-hand combat fighters out of the entire police division. Yet, he was killed so easily and now this?


o I bet youo re wondering how Io ve managed to survive all this.o He said while he was still a good seven feet away from her. o Even with how much I enjoy talking, I think it would be easier to show you.o With that said, he vanished into a cloud of black smoke and immediately reappeared in front of her. He grabbed her the throat and lifted her up as if she weighed no more than a mere child.


o You should feel honored. Not many people get see what makes me so special.o A ring of black smoke formed below her and began to slowly spin, spiraling around her. o Dono t worry about this. It will all be over very soon. Since youo ll be dead pretty soon I guess I could be nice enough to tell you my name.o


She was confused. Didno t he know that they already knew his name?


o My name is not what you saw in the reports. My real name is Samael. I am the demon of death.o


The ring of black smoke shot up and around her. It completely encompassed her. Unimaginable pain coursed through her body. She screamed out in pain and protest. She could only see black. She could hear paralyzing screams through the darkness. The killero ¦that thingo ¦was laughing.


o Welcome to the real world! We demons are very real, my pretty little thing! You hear the screams? This is what the world will be like when I am done with it! But you know the best part about my job? I can do this to every single person just as slow and painful if I wish.o


The pillar of smoke vanished and so did she. The killer, Samael, was left standing on the catwalk. He turned, started walking out of the warehouse, o It should be a sin to have this much fun.o He laughed at the joke. o Onto the next one.o He said with a big smile.