We went all the way around and walked past the reporters that were still staring at the cafe like vultures.
"So where are we going?"
"Somewhere fun,"
"You're not going to tell me?"
"You will see."
This was both a journey to let of some steam, and for me to test Anastasia.
I had gotten a glimpse of Anastasia's true nature before, but I couldn't be sure of it. I needed to make certain that she had it in her to be an accomplice of mine. To be a confidant that I could trust.
Someone I could really play with.
***
"I was expecting somewhere interesting, but a Park, really? Anastasia looked around with disappointment.
We really were in a park filled with a variety of people and children, all going about their day.
"This is just the first destination."
"Are we really here to just play."
"We're here to find a playmate."
Anastasia looked at me in confusion, "We're here to find someone else to play with?"
"We're here to hunt some good prey. Pick anyone. Whoever you choose will be our prey for the day."
I wasn't sure how much Anastasia understood, but she gave me a mischievous look and began to look around the Park. I sat down on a bench as she wandered around.
She would stop to talk to a few children and play with them, and just as I felt excitement, thinking she would pick that individual she changed her mind and went elsewhere.
'Where are you now?" A text came in from Min Ho.
I typed back, 'We are at Volksgarten, no need to worry.'
'Okay keep me updated.'
As that text came through Anastasia was suddenly in front of me with an older middle-aged looking man. He had long greasy hair and a stained shirt. I would have thought he was homeless if it weren't for the latest iPhone being in his hands and the Rolex around his wrist.
"Is this your friend?" The Man asked in Geman. He gave me an oddly excited look while he softly bit his bottom lip. "She told me you got separated from your parents and need someone to take you to the police station. Don't worry I'm a good guy."
I noticed Anastasia hiding behind the man's leg, she gave me a devious smile, and I found myself fighting the urge to laugh out loud. Every time I thought I understood her, she surprised me.
I gave the man my most innocent expression, "I'm not sure. My Mum told me not to go with strangers."
The greasy man crouched down to my height, "I'm not a stranger. I'm your friend. You can call me John, your friend John."
I smiled happily at him, "Okay John. Thank you for your help."
"It's no problem at all," he said with a sickening grin as he escorted us out of the park.
The police station was around the corner, but as I expected this man didn't take us that way. Instead, he led us to his worn-out black Van. The car was parked in a suspicious alley between two old buildings that seemed vacant. There were no cameras and it was in an area that not many people would walk past.
This was clearly not John's first rodeo.
He gave us an overbearingly friendly smile, "Come on inside, I'll drive you straight to the station."
I walked up to John and tugged on his jeans, "What is it little guy?" he crouched towards me and I leant forwards as if to whisper into his ear.
"Huh" he suddenly withdrew from me, he stumbled on his feet as he held onto his neck and pulled out the syringe I had expertly inserted.
"What!"
"It's gamma-hydroxybutyric acid," I said, "Liquid ecstasy or better known as a Date Rape Drug. I had my Butler prepare it for me before I came out."
John stared at me in confusion as if he couldn't understand my words. He swayed and tried to lunge towards me but he quickly tripped on his feet and fell to the ground with a thud.
He uselessly clawed at the floor, trying to crawl towards his car.
"You know the more you move the faster the drug circulates in your blood. Plus I gave you enough to knock out at least three grown adults. While it normally takes 15 minutes for this drug to kick in I tripled the dosage to make sure you won't be awake for much longer...and he's asleep."
John had stopped moving altogether.
"Well then, do you want to play with him here or should we move to another location?"
I looked towards Anastasia expecting her to be shocked, but instead, there was a large and ominous smile on her face.
"Here, now, why should we wait?"
Her enthusiasm clearly matched my own. I was both taken aback and delighted.
"You're right, why should we wait, this location is pretty ideal." I opened the duffel bag and I took out disposable white plastic paint coveralls, gloves, a hair bonnet, and a face mask. I then handed the same items to Anastasia. "I had been planning on calling a contact I have at the Golden Hoove outpost here in Austria and having them pick us up and take us to a fun playroom there."
"Golden Hoove?"
"You'll get to know it one day, but we don't need to go there now since we have a pretty good location here." I took out a plastic bag and collected the syringe. I then took out some nail clippers and antiseptic wipes and began to wipe John's hands and arms before I clipped his nails all the way back. Even ripping off a few of them in the process.
"What are you doing?" Anastasia peeked over my shoulder curiously, "Getting rid of any traces of us. Watch carefully. Always make sure to clean your victims. The dirtier they are the harder it is to spot any mistakes. They should be like a new canvas. If you're ever feeling impulsive make sure to always have some gloves, a face mask, wipes and some clippers. The gloves prevent fingerprints, the mask prevents any of your saliva or DNA from falling on the corpse, the wipes, hair bonnet, coveralls and clippers are for the same reasons."
I looked back at Anastasia, half expecting her to be distracted and looking elsewhere, but she was actually listening intently. Taking in all my words with a level of patience that she hadn't displayed before.
I smiled and began rifling through his jacket until I found his car keys. I unlocked it, walked up to the back, and slid open the doors of the Van. I switched on the light only to see a scene that generally surprised me.
The whole back of the vehicle had been converted into a weird sex chamber. There was a soiled mattress with cuffs and chains and other restraints along with a variety of sex toys. The windows were tinted and one way, so you couldn't see in from the outside. Along the roof of the vehicle were dozens of photos of young boys and girls.
I smirked and went back to his body, "Help me carry him into the back."
Even though she was wearing a face mask I could tell that Anastasia was pouting, "He looks heavy though" she moaned, but she still complied.
Being in a child's body wasn't easy and we both struggled for a while to haul him into the back of the Van, but we did it eventually.
"Now what," Anastasia panted as she stared at John who was all sprawled out on the mattress.
"Now is the time for the real fun."