[ IP ] Sinking

When the police arrived, Thomas was already waiting. His hands deep in his pockets, his face red from the cold. 
 
 `` Over here, officers! ``, Thomas waved his right hand so they would notive him. After the car had stopped two policemen got out, a tall man - without the expected doughnout-belly - and a young woman. Unfortunately she was n't very attractive, but for once Thomas had something more exciting on his mind then women. 
 They walked towards Thomas, the snow scrunched under their leather boots, and looked around. 
 
 `` What's the matter, sir? ``, the man began. `` On the phone you told us you had found the most exciting crime scene ever? And that it must have been murder?'' Thomas noticed the doubt and wariness in his voice, but he did n't let it get to him. 
 
 `` Thats true, why should I lie about that? I can show you, it's right over there! ``, with these words Thomes turned around and carefully walked down the slippery way to his old wooden boat. He took a glance back and noticed, that both policemen followed him. They would be as surprised as he had been! 
 He reached his boat and stopped, holding it with one hand and waving the officers to get in. `` Please, its in the middle of the lake! I could n't believe it at first, something like this, out here, where everybody knows everybody...'', he stopped talking as he noticed that he did n't know the police officers. `` Well, most of the people know most of the people around here...'', he continued less entusiastic. 
 
 `` But anyways'', he went on, as he pushed the boat into the water. `` There are n't many murder cases around here, eh?'' 
 The woman raised an eyebrow as she noticed Thomas' cheeky glimpse towards her. 
 Noone answered his question. `` Well, it wo n't take long, I better be rowing now.'' 
 
 Thomas did n't like the silence, he felt the officers looks in his back. Surely they were thinking he was a madman, only taking a look because it was their duty. Well, soon they would see. 
 
 As they drew closer to the place, Thomas started talking again. 
 
 `` You know, this lake is completely frozen during the winter. It started melting about two weeks ago, which is completely normal. I like the peace and the silence, so I bought the boat and come out here often now. Today was my first trip this year, I had a book and some beer with me - wait, there is no'Do n't drink and row', is it? ``, he asked jokingly. He turned his head to look into the serious faces of two persons who clearly were n't in the mood for jokes. 
 
 `` Anyways, here I was'', he pulled in the oars. `` Reading my book, as I wanted to see if there were fish in the cold water at the top.'' He stepped to the rail and leaned over. He deepened his voice and saw from the corner of his eye as the officers got curious and moved towards him. 
 
 `` But what I saw -'', he made a short pause while the officers leaned over the rail to see into the water. `` - scared me to DEATH!'' 
 With the last word he swung the meat cleaver, which sunk deep in the man's head. The body flinched and fell into the water, the woman jumped back, terror in her eyes, and tried to get her pistol from the belt. 
 
 `` BECAUSE I SAW MYSELF! THOMAS, THE MAN WHO IS HATED, THE MAN WHO HATES, THE MAN WHO LOVES THE SMELL - OF - DEATH!'' 
 
 The woman could n't see properly anymore, tears filled her eyes. For the first time in her life she had to pull the gun, but she wans't able to. She saw the blurred madman who jumped towards her, hissing `` Death! Death! Death! ``, and felt cold steel split her chest. Over and over again he hacked her flesh. She did n't even scream. The horror had shut her mouth. 
 
 As the pain faded away and she felt very tired, she sank back so that her upper body was hanging over the rail. Her last look was towards the grey sky, where the last snow began to fall.
