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  • Writer's pictureJeff Bacon

Jack's End

The alley was dimly lit as he kissed her. She bit his lip as he moved his hand towards the knife in his pocket. Her hand followed his as she grabbed his wrist. She squeezed hard enough to crust the bones and break his wrist. He tilted his head back as he screamed in agony, which gave her the perfect pose to sink her teeth into his neck.

She pulled her teeth out and licked the blood trickling down his neck. “You thought I was a simple tramp, didn’t you, Jack?”

Jack lowered his head and stared into her black eyes. “I mistook you for a whore.”

“How many have you killed, Jack?” She batted his head to the side to take another drink. “Nothing is more satisfying than the blood of pure evil. Indulge me, how many women, Jack?”

Jack couldn’t speak, he could only watch as the woman went in for another bite.

She giggled as she pulled back.

“I know it’s not polite to play with your food.” She lifted his arm and sunk her teeth into his wrist as she looked him in the eyes.

“Blood doesn’t lie, my dear. You have killed dozens. Not just women, but men as well. Aren’t we just evil incarnate?” She laughed as she ripped his shirt open and ran her razor sharp fingernail down his chest. She licked the blood as she raised her head to meet him eye to eye.

“They call you the ripper, right? I call you delicious.” She grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled his head to side once last time. Her mouth opened wider this time, her teeth were longer as they penetrated his neck. Jack wheezed his last breath as she sucked him dry.

The vampire held the body as she punched her hand into his chest and ripped out his heart. “We can’t have you coming back.” She shoved the heart into his mouth and stuffed it down. She tossed his body into a discarded crate in the alley.

She giggled as she blotted the corners of her mouth with a napkin. “A true transformation. Jack the Ripper is now Jack in the box.”

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