Posted by KnightStalker on January 09, 2001 at 16:07:21:
When Heather awoke again, the TV was still blaring about the discovery of Tina's body by two young boys and their dog who were hiking in a wooded area near where they lived. It seems that the authorities were able to easily trace both her fingerprints and her dental records earlier today. There were no immediate suspects, but detectives were in the process of reconstructing her recent whereabouts with people who had known to be in regular contact with her.
Still groggy, Heather slowly rose from the floor only to notice that Tina's "surrealistic" killer was looking right at her from across the bed. While startled at seeing him there, total fear did not grip her until she spied the silk scarves on the night table and and the silk teddy on the bed directly in front of her as they had been placed when she first came into the timeshare unit a few hours earlier.
In a calm voice the man said that he had been waiting for Heather in the bedroom for a couple of hours. She became more alert and very animated about the possibility of that happenstance. The man remained very calm, but had climbed to his feet by this point. Heather took immediate notice in the change of their respective spacial dynamics and instinctively moved toward the doorway.
The man took a step in the same direction holding the leather book in his outstretched hand for her to see.
Heather's near panic and ensuing confusion caused her to hesitate and allow the man enough time block her exit. "Have you seen this before?, he asked.
"No-o!", she managed to stutter weakly.
"Oh, please don't lie to me," he retorted. "I saw you go through my book, and I was powerless to stop you from reading my entries. God knows, though, I certainly tried!"
"So you're 'K' and you knew Tina," Heather added.
"Yes, I'm 'K', or rather I'm Kurt. Yes, I knew Tina for some time through your condo "buddy" family."
"She's dead!", Heather stammered.
"Yes, she is," Kurt offered in a matter of fact way.
"You killed her!", she continued.
"Please, grow up! Do you think I'd be standing here calmly discussing this you if I had?", Kurt postured.
"Yes, I absolutely do as of just this moment," she said with resigened conviction.
"Come on, Heather, how would you know whether I did anything with Tina or not?"
"It's complicated, and I cannot give a scientific basis for how I know," she offered. "For the very same reason you know saw me looking at your diary, but were powerless to stop me; I saw you brutually strangle Tina with a silk scarf while she was presumably wearing the silk teddy that's now lying on the bed. And, I was powerless to stop you from killing her as well as grotesqly slicing her into several sections in the bathtub afterward."
Still confident, Kurt rebuked with, "No one in his right mind is going to believe your 'timewarp' theory. Yet," he paused. "You have seen some of the entries in my diary that will tie me to Tina. No one else really knows that we had an affair. You may also be able to find out more about my identity through your condo association, and then link me closer to Tina. No, I can't risk that kind of scrutiny, Heather. But I guess I'll have to be even more careful than I was with Tina. I couldn't believe how quickly she was discovered."
Abject terror now gripped Heather, almost to the point of making her disfunctional. Kurt lunged for Heather and quickly caught her by her left shoulder and her right wrist. In a moment he had wrestled her nearly naked body from standing on the floor to laying on her back while he straddled her on the bed. As she regained enough of her composure to struggle with Kurt, he reached with one hand for a silk scarf from the night table. With no time to wind it around his hands, he pulled her head up off the pillow and slipped the scarf around her slender neck.
Kurt then yanked on the two ends of the scarf will all of his strength, and watched as it sank into the soft skin of Heather's throat, strangling the scream she would never utter. She tugged at his hands and his wrists to no avail. All she could muster was one muffled gurgle while Kurt grunted as he continued to pull the scarf ever tighter around her neck.
At last Heather went limp on the bed, and in a flash the scarf was pulling on thin air in a complete straight line with no noose. Heather was gone! Not dead, but gone as if she had vanished into thin air. Kurt lost his composure and became very agitated. He was completely baffled by the event. Then it dawned on him. Another timewarp must had ocurred as mysteriously as the other two had.
He wasn't going to hang around to find out what happened to Heather, or what activated the timewarp, or ask anything else about this timeshare. In making his escape to the hallway, Kurt experienced an erie feeling. His feet could not quite get him to the hallway. With every step he took, it was still three more steps away. Later when the police came back to the timeshare with Heather, his feet still wouldn't let him escape. Yet, it's been several days since the police visited the timeshare, and they are still looking for Kurt even though he's still there.