SPILT ALL OVER!- A SHORT STORY

Thu, 02 Oct 2025 11:50:21 +0000

“Where is it?” Asked the inspector as he got out of his vehicle. I led him directly to it and said, “I don't know who did it, sir, but look at it. It's right there, all out in the open, for everyone to see.” The inspector’s eyes widened as he saw it. Such a heinous display of death. Red everywhere. The inspector kept looking at it, because as disturbing as the visuals were, he couldn't take his eyes off it. He asked me, “Who, according to you, did it?” And I told him everything. “A man entered our cafe early in the morning when no one was around, no staff, no customers, no one else, just me. He sat right there on that table.” I said as I pointed straight at a table right next to where it had happened, and continued, “I told him that we weren't ready to serve anything at the moment, but he just kept looking at me, smiling. It made me uncomfortable. He sat there for hours, ordering food and coffee multiple times, and as the staff arrived and customers started to pour in, I lost track of him. After sometime I noticed that he was gone from where he sat, and right next to it, right next to it was……” my voice cracked as I continued the terrible tale, “Right next to the table I saw it, all over the floor, the insides were everywhere, and as I saw it I immediately called you. Look at it, it's already starting to rot.” I said with a look of disgust on my face. “How could anyone do something like this? Something so brutal? That too in broad daylight in public?” I said.