The city was in its boom amongst the local entertainer's, film
festivals have been airing all week; cinemas have been and are
running non-stop. The only down side amongst its entertainment is
the depression it leaves amongst the�new and aspiring stars that
come thru every year, wishing and hoping to make it big and now
left behind as the locals fill the spots. It is the fifth night,
leading into its six but before it does, it has been left with
more then a fictional character or a shinning star. It is left
with a bagged stomach; its intestines splatter all over the
sidewalk, people crowding around and not knowing if it was part
of a hoax or if it is indeed human flesh.
"Alright, Alright step aside." Shocker said as he stepped in thru
the crowd, looking up over their heads as they turned�giving him
dirty looks and �looks of discuss. Shocker; a retiring police
investigator who just happen to be on the scene while attending a
short film with his wife there at the One Two Split cinema in the
back streets from in the main strips.
����������� "Good God" he said, leaning over the bursting bag as
the intestines continue to slush out and down along the sidewalk.
He turns his head, seen his wife then held out his hand,
signaling her to step back. He stands up, looks around on to the
crowd then takes of his sport coat and lays it over the spilling
bag of intestines.
����������� The signs read; Aspiring actress is wanted. Sherrie;
a young woman, a small town girl from in the countryside's. She
has been wanting to become an actor ever since her first roll in
a musical from when she was just a girl, showing her stuff in
front of her family and friends from in her hometown. She's been
in the big city, in under its lights for days now; going from
studio to studio, handing out her portfolio with her head shots
and now it was seeming like she has been left with no hope until
she seen the wanted add posted up above a small little coffee
shop just blocks away from the one street that holds all her
dreams and has been for the past six nights as it flared up in
lights, showing off all its gilt and glamour as the movie
festival continues celebrating its role in the entertainment
����������� She steps in, has a look around before stepping up
into the counter and ringing its bell.
"Hello" She said as the over wait bald man stepped out from in
behind the kitchens door.
"Let me guess." He said, steps up to the counter and says. "I've
been waiting all week for one of you to come on in. You're from
out of town, an actress and your not here for my eggs now are
ya." Cherie smiles, giving the man her full attention and says.
"That's right, I'm here for that add on your window."
����������� "See, I knew it; an actress. The add is not from in
here, it is up stairs. Just go out that door and walk on in thru
the other one. I have never been up there my self but that's the
way." He told her. She turns from looking onto the door that she
had walked in, looks at him as his arm comes down slowly from
pointing the way then says. "Thank you, I'm sorry if I disturbed
you, I wasn't aware of the other door." The over wait man looks
at her, smiles then winked before she turned and walked for the
����������� As the man said, she walked in thru the next-door and
stepped on up in to the stair well. She looks around thinking
she's somewhere where she had no intentions in being; the stair
well was filthy, dirt rising up off each step as she stepped
thru, the hand rail was as if it has not been cleaned for years
and the light as she looks up from after wiping the dirt on her
hand off�on her leg, is covered in fly's and mosquitoes. She
steps up on to the last step, holds in her wind before stepping
in to the door that holds the wanted add up in its window.
"Hello" she said before walking in thru the door, looking around
and not sure if she was being lied to from in the add or if the
man downstairs from in the coffee shop was playing a means for
some kind of joke.
����������� "Ahahahahayaaa" Sounds in to the hall way and she
stops in her step, looks around then seen a little boy riding
from in one room to the other on a little tricycle.
����������� "Hello" She said, stepping in, looking from side to
side as she passes each door.
����������� "We're in here." The voices of young children sound
in to the hall, coming out from one of the rooms. She steps,
thinking she knows what door the call was coming from then seen
the little boy once again rolling along on his tricycle; coming
from out of the room she had set her steps in towards.
����������� "Hello" She says once again; letting her voice alert
in to the hallway and motioning that she was unaware then before
she could take in another step, she's pulled in to a dark,
feeling her hands being wade down, knowing that she has been
tugged in by a little boy and what now seemed like: a bunch of
children pulling her down in, tying her in and throwing her on to
a bed as she's left with out a sight; left only with the cracks
from in the window�as �they shine in along the floor.
Shocker sits at his desk looking over the day's paper as it
highlights the gruesome pitcher of the guts he stepped in to last
night on its front page. He looks on to his jacket as it sits
there in the pitcher just steps away from the fleshing stomach as
"Hey" said the officer, poking his head in to the doorway.
Shocker looks up, holds out his arms as the paper drops onto his
"Well you got your 3-d glasses?" the officer asked.
"For what, what in the hell you talking about?"
"We got a new slab of meat waiting for us."
"So what" Shocker said, holding a mean look on his face.
"Haven't you heard yet, you're the big star around here, a real
Caleb." Shocker looks at him, rolls his eyes and before he was
about to tell him to get out, the officer says. "This is your
case now, I'm your driver, partner or how do they say under the
big lights; Body guard, yaha." Shocker stands up, walks back in
to the corner of the office, and stands over the fax machine and
rips of the first page. It stated it: he is on the case and the
young hot shot who feels like busting his balls over his run in
with a bag of guts last night is his new partner.
"Aright let's go, let's get out of here." Shocker said then
followed in behind as the officer led the way.
����������� "Stay in the car," Said Shocker as the young officer
was about to get out and walk around to the passengers door and
open for him as Shocker stepped down on to the side walk from in
the station after he filled his coffee mug wile the officer ran
out for the car.
����������� "The names Mack." The officer said; a rookie from in
the police force. He holds out his right hand as the other
clenched on to the wheel.
"Mack?" Shocker said, bringing his coffee down from under his
chin, and shaking his hand then asks him. "Mack's your name; I've
never met a Mack on the force."
"Ya Mack just like the truck, my father's a fire fighter, and
well he's a retired fire fighter." He said then reached into his
coat pocket, pulls out a silver drinking container and shakes it
out in front of Shocker. "You want some?" he asked.
"No" Said shocker then says. "Hell, you'll be needing it." And
they drive on, heading out to the assigned location.
Lunch was more then a time to eat for the entertainment districts
x block. It was now a double feature. With the all day matinees
along with the restaurants and fast food joints setting up sales
and advertising their deals up on the billboards above. Now the
papers have taken their lead in thru the needs for entertainment.
Not only are they're headlines being swept along the city as it
they flaunt the front page with an unidentified human stomach,
now the paper its self is hosting set of humane face features in
on a stack of papers from in side its box. The box stands on the
corner of�X block, opened as people push and barge thru one
another to get a glimpse of the set of eyes' a noise and lips
that are freshened in blood as it leaks down along the stack of
papers and on to the side walk.
����������� The flashing police car gets in thru the crowd before
Shocker and Mack arrived. Reporters holding up their camera,
shoving people aside and knocking them over to get in a shot
before the officer's stepped out from in their car to direct the
"Here," said Shocker, holding out his mug, "Drop a little of that
in here for me, I wasn't expecting to be in on this bloody case."
He said. Mack, tips the container over in to his cup then snapped
the lid on and placed in under his arm rest as Shocker stepped on
"Here, all take care of this." Mack said, holding a smirk on his
face and showing his signs for humor as he stepped on in front of
Shocker and waved his hand out holding his badge for the people
to step out of there way as if he is Shockers celebrity bodyguard
and escort. Shocker shakes his head, looking down into his cup
then holding back on a laugh as he seen Mack telling a
photographer to step aside and�then looking back and smiling on
to him as he stepped in behind sipping the tainted coffee from
out of his mug.
����������� "Whoo." Said Mack as he leaned over and saw the
facial bloody flesh.
����������� "God" Shocker blurted from in his throat, stepped
back after matching the eyes and lips to the noise as it laid
there flat on the stack of papers. He turns around; spots a
photographer from in his right side then waved her
in.���������������������� "What do you think of this?" He asked
the photographer; A female, long black hair, dark golden brown
skin and warring a red dress that she knows was the reason that
Shocker called her in and asked. She looks on to the bloody image
once again, looks on to Shocker and wasn't sure if he was wanting
a professional opinion or if he just wanted to be standing next
to a pretty young girl.
"What do mean exactly." She asked, stepped in closer to him,
looked on in to his face, smells the booze coming out from in the
fumes in his mug then asks. "Are wondering what the rest of the
guys are going to printing or do you really want to know what a
reporter would think from in an investigating prospective."
"Ya" Said Shocker, swinging his mug around then says. "I want to
know what you would think."
"Well, compared to the images I heard about from last night, I'd
say this one is looking back on what it ate or going to eat. It
could just be a message that they are watching and knew all
along. As if, they were preparing. You got the stomach; a warning
for what your about to eat and now the face and what it or if
who; ate. They're probably laughing at us right now as we speak."
"Hey Lady" Shocker said, stepping back and taking a good look at
her. "That is impressive." He said smiling then broke for a wider
smile after seeing the blush rise in to her cheeks. "Do you have
a card?" He asked then says. "I'll cut ya in on all the details
for some more of that word." She reaches in to her purse, rips a
page from out of her handbook, and writes down her name and
number then slid it in to his upper coat pocket and says. "You
lay off that booze, you're not that weak, and I have a feeling
there's going to be more." Then slid her hand down his chest,
turned and walked away.
����������� She felt the scratches in along her legs and arms,
running in to her breast and stomach but she had no�idea that it
was cut in deep enough to cause bleeding at least�not�deep enough
to be leaving her in her own spill of blood from after her close
were sliced off with some kind of sharp instrument.. The lights
flashed on, she looked down, seen her blood, looked around the
room and then called out for some one, for any one. She has been
tied to the bed for hours now, not knowing if she has been
stranded or if someone was going to make use of her. As her close
came off, she began to think she was going to be in a porn movie
or some kind of horror. Now she begins to wonder. With blood
spilling down along the sides of her body from when her close
have been cut off and the room that was once dark now reveling
its self in under its light along with her being now that she's
cautious�but tied down. "Hello, hello" She said, hoping some
would come and explain to her what exactly is going on. She
begins to hear a slip and slide from in the hall as the footsteps
follow in behind. The little boy on the tricycle, she thinks then
begins remembering being pulled down by a bunch of kids. A old
women steps in thru the door, leaning over a walker then in from
behind the little boy rolled in on a tricycle followed by a
couple of kids; boys and girls.
"So kiddies." The old woman said, stepped in over the foot of the
bed, looked Cheri in her eye, and then says. "What are we going
to be using our artistic skills for this time?" Cherie begins to
shake, tiring to unravel the ties around her hands and feet then
the room lit up in echoes as the children began to laugh. The old
women stares on to Cherie, looking over her body, watching the
blood spill in different directions as she tossed and turned,
blood swirling in around her legs, on to her panty's and
beginning to soak in thru her braw.
"Hum" The old woman hummed then looked onto the little boy
wheeling around on the tricycle and asks. "What do you think
"I like her toes" He said, wheeling his tricycle in around the
three other children as they step up to the bed.
"I like her legs" Said one of the two girls, standing in at the
foot of the bed as the girl next to her began to use her finger
on Cheri leg and smearing the blood around�along her leg. Cherie
begins to calm down, breathing slowly, looking on to the two boys
as they stared on to her breast and in along her neck.
"The heart" Said the boy at the end o the bed, beginning to set
his hand in along her braw straps and watching as Cherie begins
to take in deeper breaths.
"Heart." The old women said, reveling the chock she felt as she
notice how cold and cruel the little boy was becoming.
"Oh no, not her heart." She said then stepped in close along the
other side, staring over the body and on to the children as the
little boy on the tricycle continued to wheel around in the empty
room as the others stood in along side of Cherie lying and tied
in on the bed.
"How about you Lisa, what do you suggest?" The old women asked
the girl standing in along Cherie's leg.
"The skin, I like her skin grandma. It's so soft." She says as
the girl next to her at the foot of the bed continued to rub her
fingers in along Cheri's feet and admiring them as the two boys
at her breast and neck begin pocking in her face, feeling and
rubbing her skin then began to giggle as they flicked on her
"What is this?" Cherie yelled out, looked around the empty room
and remembering the filth from in the entrance way and hall as as
she stared out thru the door.
"Don't you want to act?" The old women asked, moving in towards
the head of the bed, sliding her feet along the floor as she
gripped on to the walkers handle, gasping for wind then said.
"Is that not why you came? I know a pretty thing like your self
is not from around here. You must be a good old country girl, a
fan. Hun are you a fan of the arts? Do you not recognize me?" She
slides her right hand down in to her pocket; pulls out a pitcher
then set it down on Cherie's breast. Cherie looks down, feeling
the straps in around her feet and hands becoming loose. She holds
in her breath, looking on to the pitcher and feeling the ties
beginning to set loose.
"Oh, yes" She says, looks up on to the old woman and says.
"Mystic Mountain, That was one of, is one of my favorites." The
children begin to laugh, Cherie feels the cruelty�from in their
laugh then set her head back and began holding in her breath
until the old women reached out her arm and showed her the scar
then grabbed a hold of her blouse and pulled it down to reveled
the scared tissue on her chest. Cherie looks up onto her, stares
in on the scared skin from on the women's chest then notices the
dry chunks of blood from under her nails. Before Cherie could set
her head, back down she felt a prick slice in to her breast.
"Her heart." Said the boy, pushing a scalpel in to her chest. The
old women huffs then laughed along with the cheers from the other
kids. Cherie, jolted from in the shock from off the shine from
the blade as it struck in to her eyes from off the light. Her
feet snap its ties, her hand rush out from in their hold and she
leans over, in to the old women and knocks her down from in the
stand she had over her walker. The children watch as their
grandma falls to the floor then as they turned to look at Cherie
her foot steps are already headed out down the hall way and down
for the door.
����������� "Let's catch a movie." Said Mack as he holds on to
the wheel. Shocker looks on to him, shakes his head, and then
says. "Ah, keep on driving, read the billboards if ya have to."
"How about a bucket of pop corn or some juba a jubes." Mack
"Alright, alright but I aint waiting if you plan on getting in
"In line, are you nuts? I'm a Celebrity escort, your bodyguard.
We special treatment around here."
Shocker lets Mack babble on about his stardom and stares in along
the lines of people, the crowds in along the cinemas side walks
then noticed a crowd beginning to point over in to the corner of
the block, in on a shadow as it begins running in under the
lights then falling down to its knees as it looked up into the
bright lights from in under the billboard along side of the
cinema on the corner of the block.
"Look over there, straight ahead." Shocker said, pointing his
finger over to the corner of the block as the people from the
cinema begin running out into the streets. People rush in from
both sides of the block, running in towards what seemed to be a
women as Mack clicked on the high beams from in the cars lights
then �reached out the window and slapped the siren on to the roof
as he seen a women beginning to shake in the middle of the
street. He cut in thru the crowd before they could close her in;
Shocker steps out, step-up in behind Mack, takes of his coat then
walked in and placed it around the girl; covering her blood
spilling body as Mack held her up and begins walking her over to
"All units, all units." Mack shouted in to the radio then says.
"We have a victim in custody, we need all units at the little
shop caf� on sin alley. Suspect is kids and an old woman in above
the coffee shop. They armed and considered dangerous. It's the
people spilling bodies all over the place." Then slapped the
radio's phone back in to the dash. Shockers sitting in the back
seat, holding Cherie, comforting her as the crowds close in
around the car. A photographer steps in, flashing his camera.
����� "Get us out of here." Shocker says.
"Sure things boss anything for a Caleb." Mack said then slapped
his hand on to the horn and roiled out as the people stepped
back. Shocker smiles, shaking his head to the celebrity humor
Mack has been taking a roll in wile they have been pursuing the
"Are you going to be alright?" Shocker asked, looking on to
Cherie then says. "Those are just scratches, nothing, they'll be
gone in a day or two there sweet heart."
"This woman is mad, asking if her children had any requests? What
they wanted to rip out of me? How they wanted me cut up."
"Ahhgha" Shocker breathed out as she began to liven up.
"We're here," Mack said, pulling up in to the coffee shop then
stepping out after Cherie says. "It's the top floor, the other
"You'll be alright" Shocker said, laid his hand on to hers, and
then stepped out. Cherie watched as Shocker stepped in to the
door, she reaches out from in under his coat, locks her door then
the others and then sits back in under the coat.
Shocker hears the gun shot go off as he steps up into the
stairwell. He pulls out his gun from in his hips holster, steps
up in to the hall way and calls out for Mack. No one answers, he
steps in, seen the light shining from in one of the rooms.
"Mack, Mack." Shocker called out before stepping in to the room
then hears the sounds of pain; an agonizing pain as the moans
became louder and louder. He slides his back up against the wall
then stepped in to the room.
"Holly God" he said as he watched an old lady being cut into, her
guts hanging off the side of the bed as her head tilts back
exposing her neck bone then looked on to the four children around
her; spilled in her blood as it drips down along their arms.
"What in the hell is this." Asked Shocker as he looked on to Mack
standing there in the corner, gun in hand and just staring in on
the bed as the children went to work on the old women.
Cherie sits in side the car, holding Shockers coat close to her
body as she hears the sirens begin to close in. She looks to her
left, on to the side walk then seen the little boy on the
tricycle pass her by, waving at her as the wheels left behind a
tread in blood.