Chapter 6
The next Tuesday evening, Adam sat with his parents at the kitchen table chowing down on roast beef, rice pilaf, and a small side salad. He’d gotten in the habit of replaying each day in his head, checking if he had any lapses in memory. For the last few days, he could remember everything and felt pretty good about it. With the sunlight fading, his mother left the table briefly to switch on the kitchen lights and close the curtains throughout the house. As Adam was about to dig into more roast beef, he lifted his knife and a bright shaft of light glinted off the blade into his eyes. He blinked a few times then spaced out.
When he came to, he was still at the table holding his knife and fork, but this wasn’t Adam sitting there…it was Brian Kinkaid. He occupied the body and soul of the innocent sixteen-year old boy named Adam who happened to die briefly on top of his grave. It was his time now…time for revenge…time for carnage…time for death. Kinkaid melded seamlessly within Adam’s family, displaying only occasional quirks. By taking over Adam’s younger body, Brian possessed the ability to hide in plain sight and stalk people without raising suspicion. Who would expect a sixteen-year old serial killer was in their midst? Kinkaid remained patient this evening. He had plans, long overdue plans, and they would be carried out this evening after Adam’s parents were asleep.