Silence of the Lambs 6

Kimiko wrote the words "Leonardo Da Vinci." The letters seemed to dance and then they moved around. "Devil Don Arnica." Arnica was a herbal medicine used for medical purposes since 1500, around the time that St.Anne and Virgin with Child was painted. The vulture was representative of healing through the eating of the dead in Egyptian culture. Freud was wrong.

Kimiko was so proud of herself that she could dance under the sailor moon.

She felt a knife slightly slicing her throat:

"You ever dance with the devil under a blue moon?"

Kimiko coughed, stabbing him to death.

Devil Don. Lived Nod. Good.

Kimiko wiped the blood of her victim. She tasted the blood. It tasted funny. She wore some gloves and put on protective, scientific glasses, took the body to the basement and started to chop up the body into little pieces. It took hours and hours to chop the body up like that until the parts of the body looked like parts of a puzzle. Then, she looked at the clock. 4 o'clock. She slept for 1 hour because she was tired then she took a hose and washed the body and the basement floor. She put some perfume on herself. Then she dumped the parts of the body into a bathtub and doused it with some secret solution. The flesh and bone began to decompose rather quickly.

She went upstairs and dressed like a man with a tie and suit. She knew that the killer was Cobra and that Dr.Lieu had sent him to kill her.

The blood, THE BLOOD, flowed openly on the basement floor, donning the floor like a rosebud opening over and over again, overflowering and drowning the twins, until the voice of a Greek billionaire wife was heard in the South, drowning her voice and the voice of a Greek girl who was raped and hung herself in a room out of shame, the voice of a Saudi Arabian girl who was decapitated, the voices hung in the air like pieces by John Cage, the headless horseman marching on over the souls of the dead who wanted justice or personal vengeance, the twins looked on blankly and dyed their hair incarnadine, not even the hands of Satan could paint such a blood-curling picture.