• Underworld Demons lair.

    We trail from one enormous room to another. The rooms are so enormous I feel like an ant in an ant farm I feel like were in the sky we enter a room with yahtzee sets upon high pillars I ask oh so faintly to the demon master….,. he’s the most frightening demon in all of the underworld dimension, he had lumpy skin a pale green mossy kind, bald, blood oozing from his pores in his skin, a gaping hole were his heart should be except white oozing maggots are eating away at his blood stained cartilage and skin, misshapen fingers seem to all be broken I ask myself ’he should be in pain” but I figure since hes the demon master he must be in no pain when Dudley yells out in pain such a shrill cry that I know almost instantly that something horrible must have happened when all the sudden a bright flash and I see Dudley screaming in pain where his face should be there is one eyeball and bleeding cartilage bone and marrow it was such a shocking sight I shed a tear for Dudley my old friend Dudley gone, gone forever.

    Next is Brianna she explodes in a sack of bones blood flesh eyes when I, to the demon master plead for him to stop when he hits me in my face and my skin tingles as if there are mosquitoes’ needles dancing oh so delicately like ballerinas dancing a going tip toes on my face then I feel it, a feeling of shame, hate guilt and pain all at once I wince at the thought of dying and then boom I fall into a deep trance as my hole life flashes before me before I …….. Disappear!


    When I wake up I feel as if I had been in a coma for weeks I don’t know what time it is then I realize I’m in a subway tunnel I see lights coming from up ahead “oh no” I shudder I am too weak to stand up the train is moving in closer, closer, closer it should hit me in 3…. 2…. 1…. All the sudden a butterfly flutters out of the service door and it sits in front of the train, the driver is blaring his horn when the butterfly connects with the train it creates a peaceful yet disturbing sound that sounds like people screaming mixed in with the sound of a harp. And then I feel someone shaking me and I close my eyes and feel a feeling of comfort a feeling of containment when I realize mom calling me. Voices, voices mom’s voice, dads voice fading away. my dad dyed in 9/11 on that plane I cried for months I would come home from school and cry, I wish I could see him on more time just for 2 minutes but that cant happen because he left me for a reason even though dad payed more attention to mom I knew that he still loved me, right?






    REDEMPTION


    As I eat and start to regain my strength I realize that I am at least 2 years older. When I need to eat I steal from a hotdog stand we he goes to the alley to smoke he does not seem to notice but I quickly hog it down and go for another sometimes. Later that night I start to worry about demons it seems that there is no demon references in the city but I still worry every night I worry about someone mugging me and when I tell them I got no money they will shoot or stab me. When I wake up I feel drained and I decide to grab a bite at McDonalds, last night I managed to produce a few dollars from mugging someone a women about 19 years old knew that I needed money so she doubtfully handed over $’s 23 to me and I ran away like a dog running from their owner I feel like I should be hiding my face from the public, the next day I actually pay the vender and he told me that he saw me stealing and that he could call the police but instead he waited for me to pay him one day. I walk into a butcher shop that night and try to convince the owner to let me buy meat I ask him time after time but still he persists that I will under cook it and get ecoli well I finally have had enough I take the butcher knife off the counter and slice his stomach open. his intestines fall on the floor he is still alive when I start chopping him up piece by piece after I flee the building the cops come and I run away to the nearest park and hide in the play set while I eat my meat raw I keep myself from vomiting by holding my nose while eating.








    CANNIBAL

    I have a lust for eating humans every night I take my hunting knife that I bought and go from dorm to dorm store to store house to house chopping tearing ripping and eating the owner’s and the children. My name is Jackson, Sam Jackson I feel that what I am is what I am and no one else can change that what I do is not wrong it is a way of living. What I do is no one else’s business and it is a requirement for me to live. After a few months of living I feel like I am running on empty even when I eat I don’t know how much longer I can survive in the bitter city cold and heat soon I start to rent out a room at the top of a building when I first start settling in to my room I realize I need a TV because I need to no what’s going on in the world. Soon I seem to feel at home with my room I. As I walk out into the street that night I hear a very familiar sound like a crunching grinding noise.