"Lets start searching this place. Legend. You and Rush Take the upstairs. Matt. You and Stryder take that half of the place. Peel and I will go this way. Be careful not too leave your fingerprints around and dont disturb anything."
"What are we looking for?"
"I dont know yet. But, you will know if you find it."
Peel glanced at Mike as he walked passed him into a huge living area. "Where do you want to start?
The workers said it was in the basement. So lets find the basement."
"Ok."
They walk down the long wide steps that lead to the basement. Its grandeur just as spectacular as the upper levels. Marble walls, fireplace, heavy glass doors on each side of the fireplace, that accessed large marble pool area surround by large glass windows. They walked inside and gazed around the room."Why are the windows all painted black?" Mike really wasnt asking anybody.
Peel squatted down by the pool, gazing down into the marble encased depths. He stood up and looked up at the glass ceiling. No moonlight. "We need some light, lets see if theres a fuse box down here somewhere. These new places have rooms just for that. The water heaters, heat pumps, pool filter system, electrical boxes are all in one room."
"Lets find that room."Mike replied as they headed back inside.
"We just want the pool and basement area lit. We dont need cops showing up early."
Peel opened the box and flashed his flashlight into it. He hit three switches and lights came on. "Ok. Lets see what we can find." They stepped out and gazed around the main room, beer bottles and whiskey bottles laid strewn across the floor. Peel walked up and squatted down, pulling on a glove. He picked up a piece of plastic. "Now what would this be too? he gazed at it. Maybe tubing for the pool."
"Maybe."
Mike walked off to another room and went inside. He gazed around the room. He walked over to where clumps of mud and grass laid. The outline was about seven feet long and about three feet wide. "What did you find?" Peel asked as he walked up.
"This seems a little out of place. What ever it was. It was on these sawhorses."
Probably just stuff the men were working on.
"Maybe. But, why would they make such a mess and not clean it up?"
"Who knows."
Peel glanced around the room, moving further back behind a dark staircase to the outside. He stopped and stared at the bloody handprints, sliding down the wall. "Mike? Found something."
He walked up and gazed at it, shaking his head. "You can make out the side of their face."
"Yeah. Thats a lot of blood." he said as he flashed down the wall to the floor beneath. Pulling a pen out, he picked at the puddles. "Still not dry yet. Pretty clumpy. Which means it was cooling long before it hit the floor."
"Poor fucker."
Legend shot in the room. "You guys better come see this!" he said excited. "Did you look in the pool?"
"Not yet."
"Well you wont believe it."
They rushed to the pool, and gazed down. "Jesus." Mike choked as he they gazed down into the thick, almost black crust in the far end of the pool. "How did you missed that, Peel? You had the flashlight."
"No. Thats blood. A shit load of it. I didnt look at the far end." Peel replied.
"How the hell would someone get that much blood?"
"Its not human. Id say they got themselves a dump tank from a slaughter house."
"Dont they flush that crap."
"I dont think they can anymore. They have to ship it off to rendering plants. Get a sample of it. Ill have it tested to find out what kind of animal it is."
"You want me. To go down there and get a sample." Legend asked a bit nervous about touching it.
"Yeah. Dont slip or youll be the sample." Peel patted him on the shoulder as he made his way down the pool ladder. Peel stared at the pool floor and walls, and all the smears made by someone so terrified, he couldnt even fathom it.
Legend carefully made his way down a sharp slant to the deep end that spread clear to the other end, it was a couple inches thick. He squatted down, pulling on a latex glove. "This shit stinks." he choked out as he opened a zip lock bag.
"We dont need a lot." Peel replied, still very distracted as his eyes followed a path, where a body had been drug up from its liquid nightmare.
Legend carefully went through the crust and grabbed a handful, pulling it up. "Ah shit." he choked as he stood up, and a long dripping tube followed. "What the fuck is this?"
Peel turned and looked him, then walked down the slant to him, pulling on a pair latex gloves. He touched the tubing and pulled it from its bloody grave. Mike squatted down on the edge and watched as he inspected it.
"What is it Peel?"
"Hospital tubing."
"That explains where the victim or victims came from."
Legend carefully picked at the surface of a unusually large sold clump, catching something else. He began to pull it up, he closed his eyes and shook his head. "Well it explains the hospital gown I just found." He let slip back into the slimy mess.
"Well. We now know they had a victim. Just no body too show for it."
Rush walked up to the pool. "Theres more tubing back here. Theres also a hose covered in blood. They must of used it to pump this shit down here. They sure as hell arent afraid of leaving stuff behind. Large truck tracks back right up to the pool windows. They just pumped this shit in."
Mike looked at Peel."I dont get it. You would think this place would have been stripped bare."
"These boys arent afraid of anybody."
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She woke with a gasp, gazing up at the black ceiling as it faded in and out. A drop fell and landed below her eye, she reached up with a shaking hand, wiping it away. Then another, she quickly wiped it away, gazing at her hand. Her body began too shake as a scream built deep within, blood smeared down her hand. Looking straight up as the ceiling gave and dumped its red, rancid contents down on her. Gagging and hurling as she turned over, dripping blood. Slipping in it as she tried to get up, stumbling and falling into the quickly coagulating and congealing nightmare. Sliding on her butt, trying too escape it, hitting the corner with a painful cry.
Closing her eyes and trying to hide as drops fell again. Her head rolling against the cold concrete wall as clots of blood fell on her, she gazed up as it released. Screaming. She tried to crawl away through the thickening stench. Turning around and fell backwards as a noise came from behind her. Her face shook as she tried to focus on the end of the room. The form stepped out, black and hooded, slowly raising his head. Her eyes went wide as he pulled up a base bat, raising it and then slamming it into a black leathered gloved hand. Making her jump. Tears began to fall as she stared wide-eyed at her nightmare, her hell. Gasping as she tried to force her legs too move, slipping back wards across the blood slick floor. The masked face standing motionless, holding the bloody bat.
He stepped forward and she jumped, forcing herself backwards, suddenly bumping into something. It moved. She carefully turned her head and gazed behind herself, slowly touching it. Her hand recoiled as her eyes followed the legs up to the blacked mask that stared down at her. He suddenly reached down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her writhing body too her feet. She screamed pitifully as the other approached, cocking his head to the side, as if observing her.
"Please." she whimpered.
Reaching out, he ran his hand down her bloody, trembling cheek. Then the music began, Slipknots, Stamina, vibrating the blood on the floor, loud, deafening. Lights flashed as his hands felt her, touched her. Her hands grasping and tearing at the hands that held her hair, her scalp feeling as if it was being pulled from her skull. Her screams silent against the ear blistering music. Suddenly taking her violently to the floor, she screamed as he pinned her, straddling her body. The weight crushing her as he pulled up a large syringe, she cried as he brought it close to her face and twirled it, the large, long stainless steel needle.
"NNo." she whimpered as he pricked her bottom lip, her head jerked hard as it began to bleed, her head rolled back and a bloodcurdling scream left her as he pricked her lip again, shoving through her bottom lip, scraping her teeth, pushing it up until her lip stretched. Her screams turned to gags as blood ran down into her throat, choking and gagging as he held it. Her lip tearing as she tried to fight it, he grabbed her jaw and squeezed until she heard her own bones crack and tear through her brain. Catching her top lip with the needle, punching it through. "Suffer unto me you little bitch." he hissed as he squeezed her face. Shoving her head back, the needle cutting through the inside of her lips. He released her wrists and she quickly covered her bleeding lips. Crying hysterically, rolling her head.
He sat there on top her, watching her as he rose the syringe high above his head and grabbed her by the front of the gown, slamming the needle into her shoulder. Her eyes went wide and she gasped hard, her body arched against his grip. Blood bubbling from her lips as he let the syringe go, leaving it embedded her flesh. A scream bellowed from her exhausted lungs as he pushed up off of her, standing above her, his legs spread, staring down at her as she tried too roll to her side, grasping at the syringe that was lodged deep into a shoulder bone. Screaming and writhing as she tried to pull it from herself. He backed away from her as another approached, suddenly kicking her in the face with such force, her body slid. Her face flew sideways, a large abrasion bleeding profusely from her temple. Blood rolled into her barely open eyes, teared, and then rolled down through the blood, over the bridge of her nose too the floor. Her body slowly relaxed as they moved in from the shadows, staring down at the blood soaked form below them.
Ministry 'New World Order' pounded the room, the music deafening as one of the men bent over and with a jerk, pulled the syringe from her shoulder. He grabbed the oxygen line from her face and tore it from her nose and neck, throwing the tubing aside. The blood on the floor vibrating in a wicked dance as the sound continued too shake the room. He cocked his head, poking at her body with the tip of his boot until she rolled too her back. Clotting blood sticking to her face, slowly sliding down her cheeks. The blood soaked hospital gown wrapped up tightly across her breasts, under her armpit, her white bikini panties, now covered in blood, her pale skin gleaming of deep crimson. One of the men, leaned down and grabbed her wrist, dragging her up to a steep inclined surface, the cold marble chilling her. She moaned pitifully as she struggled to slid up the slick, incline. Her head bobbed unsteadily as a whimper left her lips. Shadows stood high above her, as moonlight filtered down. Laugher echoed into her ears, it was all around her as she lay her head against the slick surface. Unable to get up the incline any further, trying to focus on the deep sticky crimson on her hands. A deep gag forced blood out her nose, cringing hard as the pain ate her stomach. She glanced up and tried to focus on the moving shadows in front of her. They stood like Gods before her as one squatted down and stretched out his hand. "Come to me Precious. Come to me Angel. Save yourself from my vengeance and come to me."
She slowly reached up with a shaking hand and out towards him.
"Come too me." he urged her with his fingers. She struggle hard against her own weight, crying out as she tried too reach him. With a chuckle he stood up and the blast of warm, thick liquid hit her in the face.
She gasped hard and tried to protect her face as it blinded her. It just keep coming harder, pushing her down the slant into the dark crusted liquid below. She laid curled up as it continued to fill in around her, gagging as it reached her lips and nose, fighting to breathe. Wiping the liquid from her eyes, she gazed down and brought her hand up in front of her face. Blood clots and its slimy remnants sliding down her crimson stained hand. She let out a painful, short cry, her hand shaking harder and harder, before letting out a bloodcurdling scream. Trying to move in the deepening layer of blood. Sliding her body for the side of the deepening nightmare. Clawing at the sides, trying to escape, the hospital gown so weighted down with blood, she couldnt keep it up anymore as it fell from her body. Her mind in such shock and terror, it began to shut down. Her head laying against the cold marble surface, her body slowly went limp, slipping back into the liquid grave.
Hands grabbing her arms, pulling her body up from the congealing grave. The gown being ripped off her body, and thrown aside as they pulled her up the slippery incline. A hand quickly squeezing her nose, pulling out the clotted blood. A finger shoving down her throat, she began to gag, throwing up the contents in her lungs and stomach. Followed by a pitiful cry as she took in a deep breath. "You werent suppose to drink the shit. Silly girl." he chuckled as he rolled her to her back.
Her head rolled as she tried to see where the voices were coming from. Quickly they blinded her and stepped away. Cold water hit her like a freight train. She curled up in a ball, her naked flesh chilling, almost sending her into shock. From underneath the blindfold, she watched helplessly as one of the men approached, picking her up and carrying her the edge. Another squatted down and grabbed her arms, and pulled her to the cold hard surface. Her lip still bleeding and her shoulder bruised and bleeding.
The heavy footsteps of a man walking down the pitch-black steps echoed into the room. Then the door opened and he gazed around the room. She lay face down in a ratty T-shirt, curled on the floor below the casket among the dried cracked blood. He walked over and wiped the mud and blood off of it before he squatted down and observed what was suppose to be dead before he touched her head. She began to cry pitifully as she curled around his ankles and shook in this nightmare. Her eyes blindfolded with a black torn piece of T-shirt.
He smiled brightly as she struggled to get close him, caressing her head as she cried hysterically below him. "Whats wrong Precious? Bad dreams?" he grinned as he stared down at her while she shook before him. "We leave for ST. Paul in a couple hours." He ran an finger up her bare back and she trembled, her body heaved as she struggled too breathe. "You wont be coming back." She swallowed hard as the voice echoed inside her mind, but the words were to jumbled to understand.
He grabbed her under the arms and pulled her horrified body up, cradling her to his chest. She clung to him tightly, mumbling as he comforted her; pressing her horrified face hard against his chest. The heartbeat in her ear and the warmth of his body, comforting her. His gentle hand so soothing as he rubbed her back and caressed her head. Slowly she relaxed in the safty she felt in his arms at the sound of his heart and breathing.
He carefully pushed her back against the pavement and pinned her to the floor as he straddled her chest. "Do you remember me?" He settled down on her and ran the back of his fingers down her sweaty cheek.
She gasped hard and tears rolled from under the blindfold as he unzipped his jeans and leaned over her face; rolling her head as he grabbed her hair, holding her still.
She choked and gagged as he forced himself into her mouth; her body writhing against his weight as he thrusted steadily till she swallowed him. He gasped hard, forced her head to the floor, and pounded violently against her face.
"Now youre my bitch." he growled as he climaxed.
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