Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)
Venomous Carnage
Star
- Joined
- Nov 29, 2011
- Location
- Texas
Somewhere in Texas, A young man in His Mid-Twenties, Drives an old '99 Ford Ranger, full of tools, a ladder and several things, He was a repairman, for a local business that worked on various buildings and things, "Residential & Business, If It's Broken Call Us!". But, unlike his boss he wasn't very happy with his job. he was forced to leave high school and take care of his ill mother, Who, even on her deathbed hated his guts. Her last words were. "You Were A Mistake.", Not exactly words of wisdom from a dying woman, Nevertheless. He went to work everyday, and, at least he could say he can fend for himself somewhat anyway.
He, is recently divorced from his wife of 3 years. and because she takes almost half of his paycheck he has been reduced to living in the shop he works out of, "Three Hots & A Cot" is his motto, he may not be happy but he is thankful for what he has. Now, as he drives a long twisting road that leads to a Mental institution. "Weston Hills, Mental Health Center".
Might as well have read, "Crazy House", He remembers hearing stories of the nuts who passed through here a few famous names such as, "Charlie Manson". and "Ted Bundy" to name a few. but, he never gave it a second thought, he drove up to the gate as thunder sounded on the horizon, followed by lightening, He began reaching for his wallet, searching the pockets of the beaten up leather billfold, the seams coming undone, as he opened it. quickly finding the small square of paper that had the gate code on it.
"124889"
He said to himself as he punched it in, soon the gate squeaked open as it slid along the rails, The gate clanged some as it came to halt allowing the young man to enter, He found a spot near the gate and entrance of the building, parking his truck he climbed out, walking to the bed pulling otu a tool belt and grabbing a small step ladder. he walked to the door and walked inside, the inside was a bright white even at 11:00, at night, he sighed as he walked to the small window that had a steel screen on it, an older white woman behind it saw him and spoke up.
Woman - "Hello, Mr.Barrow's welcome back."
He sighed.
"i have been coming here how long? Just call me Clyde."
He smiled and signed in, as the woman took the clipboard. He walked down a long hallway and began doing checks of everything in the building, as the hours went on he heard loud screams from down the hall, a young female. he could tell from the pitch. He thought nothing of it until he walked farther down the halls, hearing a door shut suddenly as two men left from in front of the door.
Man #1 - "Crazy witch, tried to bite me...."
As they walked off talking Clyde slowly walked down the hall, still hearing the screams. he walked forward reaching the room at the end of the hall. He looked in to see a young woman, He smiled some and sighed shaking his head feeling for her, there was nothing he could do for her though as much as he wanted to help her, so he quietly went back to his work.
He, is recently divorced from his wife of 3 years. and because she takes almost half of his paycheck he has been reduced to living in the shop he works out of, "Three Hots & A Cot" is his motto, he may not be happy but he is thankful for what he has. Now, as he drives a long twisting road that leads to a Mental institution. "Weston Hills, Mental Health Center".
Might as well have read, "Crazy House", He remembers hearing stories of the nuts who passed through here a few famous names such as, "Charlie Manson". and "Ted Bundy" to name a few. but, he never gave it a second thought, he drove up to the gate as thunder sounded on the horizon, followed by lightening, He began reaching for his wallet, searching the pockets of the beaten up leather billfold, the seams coming undone, as he opened it. quickly finding the small square of paper that had the gate code on it.
"124889"
He said to himself as he punched it in, soon the gate squeaked open as it slid along the rails, The gate clanged some as it came to halt allowing the young man to enter, He found a spot near the gate and entrance of the building, parking his truck he climbed out, walking to the bed pulling otu a tool belt and grabbing a small step ladder. he walked to the door and walked inside, the inside was a bright white even at 11:00, at night, he sighed as he walked to the small window that had a steel screen on it, an older white woman behind it saw him and spoke up.
Woman - "Hello, Mr.Barrow's welcome back."
He sighed.
"i have been coming here how long? Just call me Clyde."
He smiled and signed in, as the woman took the clipboard. He walked down a long hallway and began doing checks of everything in the building, as the hours went on he heard loud screams from down the hall, a young female. he could tell from the pitch. He thought nothing of it until he walked farther down the halls, hearing a door shut suddenly as two men left from in front of the door.
Man #1 - "Crazy witch, tried to bite me...."
As they walked off talking Clyde slowly walked down the hall, still hearing the screams. he walked forward reaching the room at the end of the hall. He looked in to see a young woman, He smiled some and sighed shaking his head feeling for her, there was nothing he could do for her though as much as he wanted to help her, so he quietly went back to his work.
