Be My Victim and other Strange Tales from the Cape

  Be My Victim

  And Other Strange Tales from the Cape

  Copyright ©2015

  André Beerwinkel

  Published by André Beerwinkel at Smashwords

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  Published: Nov. 16, 2015

  Words: 19,580

  Language: English (South African dialect)

  ISBN: 9781310508264

  Table of Contents

  Be my Victim

  Always look under the Bed

  Room for one More

  Sinister Dwelling

  Ghosts in Valhalla Park

  Other Books by this Author

  Connect with the Author

  BE MY VICTIM

  Her grandmother was a witch. When she was born her grandmother made a curious prediction. While standing over the crib her grandmother said: “This one will make half a million rand in one day.”

  She and her grandmother were very close. By the age of nine she knew most of the protection spells in her grandmother’s Book of Shadows. Protection - of any kind - is very important for a girl growing up on the Cape Flats. A girl of ten who has not been raped at least once, can consider herself very lucky. Her protection spells safeguarded her against all those that would seek to harm her.

  She knew that she would follow in her grandmother’s footsteps one day. She had the gift. She had the power. She could control all things visible and invisible. She called all the demons - that walked the townships - by their first names...

  Nasim looks over the sweet features of Judy where she sits fast asleep next to him in his speeding Toyota Hi Ace panel van. His hand lightly brush through the thick black hair of the beautiful twelve year old girl. As he expertly drives the van on the busy Vanguard Express Drive on his way to Heideveld, he takes a quick feel over her strong young body. He let his hand wander over all her girlish curves and bulges. A slight smile forms on his face. Her face looks so serene in her drug induced sleep. A serenity Nasim knows will soon be something of the past forever. He also knows that she will never have a restful sleep in her life again. When she wakes up she will find herself in a world of her most vicious nightmares...maybe even worst.

  It took him the best of three weeks of observing and stalking to finally capture her. But for the price that he was going to get for her, those three weeks were worth every minute.

  Nasim has been abducting children for the past eight years now. Over the years he has become extremely proficient at it. He saw it as his profession. A profession that he developed into an art form. He is compensated very well for this ‘art form’. For a girl between eight and fourteen he can get up to sixty thousand rand. For girls from one years old to seven the price can go as high as a hundred thousand rand. Not bad for work of only a few weeks. If he abducts about three children a year, he makes more money than most people in the townships make in a life time.

  For Judy though, he will get five hundred thousand rand. Why was she worth such a lot of money? Because of her dark skin and her green eyes. Girls like that is very scarce in his profession and when you find a girl like that, you can say that the rest of the year is a paid holiday. About a month ago, while cruising through Bonteheuwel on the lookout for kids that he can abduct, he saw Judy. It is easy to abduct kids in the townships of the Cape Flats, because everyone is very careless. People just don’t care about anything. The adults are mostly so high on alcohol or drugs that they don’t even know their left foot from their right foot let alone looking properly after their children. He took a quick photo of her with his long lens camera and showed it to his contact with The Circle. The Circle is the organization that controls all the criminal gangs in the Western Cape. They have a division that specializes in the abduction of young girls. These girls are either sold in the Far East, or The Circle uses the girls in pornographic films and later uses them as prostitutes or casino girls ocally. His contact gave him the go ahead. Judy would be sent to Hong Kong where girls with dark skins and green eyes are extremely rare and thus worth a lot of money.

  That day, when he saw her for the first time, is still fresh in his memory. She was the most beautiful youngster he had ever seen. She looked very sexy with her school uniform clinging tightly to all the ripening curves of her girlish body. She appeared confident with that bossy walk of a successful athlete. Her dark skin and green eyes would have drawn the eyes of any normal man to her. It made her outstanding. Nasim started the hunt immediately. He knew that he could never let a price like this slip through his fingers. If The Circle didn’t want her, he would have abducted her for himself.

  After taking the photo he followed her to her home to find out exactly where she lives.

  Knowing where the victim lives is very important. This is their base and the centre of their world. This doesn’t only apply to children, but to anyone. If you know where a person lives, you can get into their lives and under their skin. Outside their homes most people are pretending. They are acting out their lives as they perceive others think they should do it, but at home they are themselves. And this is what a professional like Nasim wants. He want to get into the mind of his prey. He wants to know what she thinks, what excites her, where she hangs out, who her friends are. He has to see life through the eyes of his victim. This is what makes the difference between the amateur and the professional. The amateur is caught almost immediately, because he does things on the spur of the moment. The professional spends a long time observing the victim, studying the victim and coming to know the victim. That is why the professional never gets caught.

  So Nasim found out what her routine was. He knew the times she left for school in the morning and when she returned home. He knew on which days she went to the library. The part of her routine that he was going to use was the fact that she went to the local mini shopping centre every day to buy bread and milk. She visited the shopping centre late afternoons round about five o’ clock.

  Five o’ clock in the townships on the Cape Flats are a busy time. The township itself is coloured a dark red as the sun starts to set in the west. People are rushing from work, in a hurry to reach the home that they left when it was still dark that morning. Cars, buses and taxis are sailing home making long traffic jams through all the highways and byways. Little children are ending their day of play in the streets, screaming and shouting with delight. Women are calling and men are swearing. Five o’ clock is the end of one period in the township and the start of a new period. The imaginary line between day and night. The time when the angels go home and the demons start coming out.

  Abducting small children is the easiest for the professional kidnapper. Small children are automatically obedient to all adults. They will usually comply with all instructions and if they get snotty, like township children usually gets, he just have to raise his voice in a certain fashion. That brings them back in line rapidly. And Nasim knew that once he started the abduction, everything must go rapidly. This is to prevent the child crying.

  He brought it down to such an art that he could abduct a child from her mother or other adult in any busy place in under five minutes. He just had to follow the two, watching the adult very closely. When the adult start foc
ussing on something, like for example becomes engrossed in her shopping or start a conversation with another adult, he will make his move. He would simply take the child’s hand and move off with her. At the same time he would deftly put a wig, that is not the same colour and style as the child’s own hair, over her real hair. This alone makes the child almost unrecognisable to any casual observer. But Nasim usually also puts another coloured top over the child’s real top. This makes the child instantly and completely unrecognisable. And all the while he is quickly walking away from the adult with the child, talking to the child all the time to keep her mind off crying. Even if people start looking for the child immediately, which very seldom happens, they won’t find her; because the hair and the clothes of the child is different to that which everybody is looking for. For example everybody will be looking for a child with a yellow T-shirt and brown hair. So everybody will ignore the child with him who will have blond hair and a red jersey on. People don’t realize how efficient a change of hair can alter someone’s look. Once he arrives at his van in the parking lot, he would put the small child in a secret compartment in the floor of the van. Once he drives out of the parking lot, the parents will never see the child again.

  Ever.

  Abducting older children was also not too difficult, he only had to follow a completely different game plan. This is where psychology comes in. Once he had identified the child that he was going to abduct, he had to make the child use to him. He would made the child use to him in an environment that was familiar to the child. That is why he firstly found out where the child lives. Making the child use to him usually takes place over a period of time. The more people think they know you, the more they will trust you. The more people see you doing ordinary things the more they think you are okay.

  With this girl he firstly found out what her name was. Judy. This was easily done by just listening to what her friends called her. Then he made sure that she saw him every day at the mini shopping centre when she came to buy the bread and milk. With his tie and suit, she would take him for a teacher or civil servant doing late afternoon shopping. Then he started greeting and smiling with her in the afternoons. He did this in a very relaxed, never mind manner, doing the same to other kids and especially to her friends. Later he started making small talk to her and her friends in a group, making sure that he never seemed to be concentrating on her. All females have a sixth sense that automatically tells them when there is danger. He had to stay under the radar of that sixth sense. Concentrating on her would just make him look suspicious. He also gave the impression that he knew people living in her street. This was important for the final part of his abduction plan. He even made sure that she saw his car stand in front of the particular house on several occasions. He was using a car for this part of the operation and not his own vehicle.

  In this manner Nasim became completely invisible, because he blended in with his environment. He wore the clothes that the people of the area wore and he spoke their language. He knew that after the abduction very few people would even suspect him, but if they do, the Police would get so many descriptions of him that it would confuse them. People will then suddenly find out that nobody really knew him, although everybody thought the others knew him well.

  In his eight years of kidnapping children and selling them for a high price he was never scared of the South African Police Service. The police is so under-resourced and underfunded that it is almost sad. As an organization the police is too unorganised to ever investigate a crime properly. The cops on the street are also so into corruption and bribery that they are not a problem at all. And he always works alone, never leaving any clues. He knows that the Police can’t even solve crimes where there are hundreds of clues in plain sight, which means they will never solve a crime where there are no clues.

  Rich people usually gets in experts from overseas when their relatives are kidnapped, because they know depending in the local police is a lost case. That is why he kidnap children from the townships. Here people live mostly from hand to mouth and don’t have extra money to hire expensive experts. They can therefore only depend on the Police, who very seldom solves a case.

  The things that gives him nightmares are that his victim will escape. The thought that the victim’s family can catch him also fills him with terror. He knows that if any of his victims’ parents should catch him, he would be a dead man.

  After following this routine for three weeks, making her more and more use to him, the day of the abduction arrived. He ‘accidentally’ met Judy at the shopping centre. He offered her a lift home, because as he told her, he was on his way to his friend who lives in her street. She was used to him by this time and it wasn’t a problem. Inside the van - that he had exchanged for the car - he was eating some sweets out of a bag. He offered her some. She never saw him switching the bags. She ate the sweets that had a knock-out powder on it. This powder is made from the Kalyalm plant which knocks a person out almost immediately. It is very powerful stuff and he imported it from Brazil.

  And now she lies asleep here next to him, knocked out by the powerful drug.

  He is in no hurry now. He knows that her parents will only react in about two hours’ time. They won’t go straight to the Police, but will first do their own enquiries, thinking that she is just hanging out with a friend. It would only be when they can’t find her that they will start getting worried and rush to the Police Station. There the Police will take hours to fill out a pack of forms and then they will only start working on the case the next day. By that time he will be relaxing in the sun of the Seychelles.

  He drives straight to the house - that he is renting - in Heideveld. He drives the van into the garage and wait for the automatic door to close before he gets out and pick up the unconscious girl. He takes her to the back of the van, where he quickly undresses her. Then he binds her hands tightly together with a rope and hooks it to a beam in the van. He also tie her feet to two hooks on the floor of the van. She is tied so tightly that she can’t even move her hands or feet. He puts a rag in her mouth to prevent her screaming when she wakes up. Taking her clothes off is an additional measurement to prevent escape. A twelve year old girl like this will think twice before trying to escape totally naked. He will throw the clothes in a pail of acid that he always keep handy. This will dissolve the clothes completely leaving no clues.

  The fear that his victim might escape is always on the edge of his mind.

  He looks at her beautiful face still in the drug induced sleep. Her ropes are tightly bound and stands with her arms above her head tied to the roof beam and her legs wide open tied to the hooks on the floor of the van. His eyes goes over the sweet buds of her just-forming breasts and the small slit between her legs. He smiles.

  He locks all the doors of the van and activates the alarm.

  The appointment with his contact is for that evening at eight o’ clock, so he still have a lot of time. He leaves the garage through the door that connects the garage and the house. He locks the door from inside the house and also activates the alarm in the garage.

  He knows that she will be very cold when she wakes up, but it doesn’t concern him. She will have to get use to the hard life. Her comfortable life is over forever. She can forget about sleeping in a cosy bed at night, or having a nice meal every day. He knows what they do to girls like her in Hong Kong.

  It will be easy to smuggle her out of South Africa per cargo ship. Everyone is corrupt so whoever handles her will just have to pay the customs officials their standard bribe. In Hong Kong they have their own contacts working at customs. The first thing they will do when she arrives at her final destination there is to put her in a cell with no amenities. They won’t give her any food for about a month, only water. Her trainer will beat her every day, but in such a way that no marks are left on her body, because they are still going to use her in the movies. When she is completely scared and obedient to her trainer, they will give her food. With the food they will also give her drugs
until she is totally addicted to it. Thus they have a double hold on her; the fear of the trainer and the addiction of the drugs. These guys also give those girls a highly exotic type of drugs; not something that you can get on the street. Her trainer would also have fucked her that whole month.

  With the fear for the trainer in her and her dependence on the drug she will do anything they demand of her. They will start using her in the movies. They can make several movies in one day’s time so this time will be very exhausting to her. Different men will fuck her continuously during the day. Her movies would be all over the world and her pictures on the Internet. The more the customers like her, the more movies they will make with her. The leaders high up in the gang will make millions with her movies. Of this money she won’t see one cent. After about a year of being fucked continuously and using drugs, she will be so fucked up that she wouldn’t care what is going on around her anymore. Then they will let dogs, pigs and monkeys fuck her on camera.

  When not making movies she will be prostituted in the whore houses of Hong Kong. At the end of her time, if she still have any looks they will make a snuff movie with her. In this movie they will torture her in all manners of cruelty until she dies. This movie will be sold on the Internet at the highest price possible to customers all over the world. They showed him a movie like that and even he could only watch only the first five minutes, before he ran out. He could never understand who the sick minds could be that like to watch something like that. To see another human slowly being tortured to death in front of you.

  He had noticed over the years of kidnapping children that he had become absolutely ruthless and heartless. People can say that they are heartless and even act as if they are heartless, but in reality they are not heartless. It is not natural for a human being to be heartless, because people are emotional beings. To be heartless is not easy and it is not a nice feeling.