JUDI BLOODY MURDER

A policewoman is in her department office when a killer walks in quickly. Brazenly, without a mask, with a gun. She was caught off guard, and she, through carelessness, does not have a gun nearby, feeling completely safe in the office. How did he get past security?

He points a gun at her and demands to tell her the address of a witness. She does not want to talk and expose her informant to a fatal blow and expose her officer's honor. After all, she joined the police because she was a good, honest, noble and brave girl, a defender of the weak from evil.

The captor demands to give the address of the witness, she says "I will not say anything." Then the killer hits her in the neck with a syringe and gives her an injection of a monstrous poison.

Judy suffers from the poison, foam comes out of her mouth. She is paralyzed and experiences inhuman, terrible suffering and agony. Foam gushes in all directions. The killer kisses and touches her leisurely and adds to her suffering with another injection. Judy falls to the floor and continues to shake and then dies... Or rather, everything dies except the brain, this is clinical death. She lies paralyzed, dead, understands and realizes everything. After a while, the killer hits her in the chest with a syringe of antidote and revives her. He showed her what death is, and leaves her a chance to tell the information.

Broken Judy understands that she is not ready to experience this again and is not ready to part with life. Now she is a submissive coward. She sits down at the table, wipes the foam from her mouth with a napkin and tells the information, giving out the address of the witness. Then she shamefully thanks the killer for leaving her alive and sparing her.

But the killer sarcastically asks: "Who told you that I spared you?" and shoots her several times in the chest. Judy is taken aback. The burning pain of the bullets and the blood spreading inside her is nothing like the torment of poison. She can't believe that she was killed, because she just experienced the joy of returning to life. But the killer again gives her false hope: "I'll let you live if you can get out of the room." Mortally wounded, she again thinks that this is a small chance. She slowly gets up and awkwardly, on the last of her adrenaline, tries to walk to the door, but the killer shoots her in the back, then several more times in the chest, turning her into a sieve. Judy falls to the floor. I wonder if the woman now understands that this is the end, or is her brain still trying to find loopholes for hope? She dies on the floor in pools of blood, obscene, with her bare chest from a torn shirt, several times, like a snake, breaking out with a bridge. She lies absolutely dead with her eyes wide open. After a while, her body cooled down, turned blue.