Chapter 3 True Identity

A few hours have past. It is around 1:00 in the morning. John is still past out on the kitchen table. The house is quit and everybody is sleeping. You can hear the crickets chirping through the night sky. The fog outside is continuing to thicken. The surroundings are filled with peacefulness. You can hear cars drive bye breaking the silence. There are police sirens and ambulances running the main highway.

John is asleep but still he is listening to the outside. He hears some cars pull up into the driveway. John was thinking to himself that it was maybe someone’s kid are a garbage man getting ready for work. Suddenly there is three pounds at the door then the door bell ranged. Sharen yells from out of the room, “John, get the door and see who it is!!” John was so sleepy that he didn’t get up. John hears the door open. After about 10 seconds John remembered that no one locked the doors and that there was a serial killer loose. John jumps to an up right position. Without thinking about getting a weapon; John runs into the living room and reaches for the light switch. Before he can touch the light switch he gets clobbered in the head with a large object. John had been knocked out.

John is awoken with a cup of water splashed into his face. His vision has come back to 100 percent but his remembrance still is shot. After a few seconds John remembers what happened. He tries to stand up but someone holds him down. John looks around the room. He can see that there where two men standing over him and two men holding him on the couch in the living room. John can see that there was blood all over the front room carpet. He looks down at his t-shirt; it must be his blood because his t-shirt was covered with it. Then a familiar voice comes from the kitchen.
“John!-Remember I told you to pay me my money by midnight!-I wasn’t playing with you!-Your ass is mines!” John recognizes the voice it was Jason. John is struggling trying to get away. John hands come free….
John bounces to his feet and runs and picks up one of the guys that was standing in front of him then runs and slams the guy into the wall (Boom!!). John house shakes. John tries to stand up and at the same time he yells (“What have you done with my famil…”) Before John could finish his sentence he is clobbered in the head with a hammer. John sees the objected before it hits but he still wasn’t quick enough to stop it.

This time when John awakens he feels that his hands are hand cuffed to one of the chairs in the kitchen. The chair was nailed to the floor so he couldn’t move the chair.


(John’s mouth was duck taped with a piece of clothing inside and his eyes where blindfolded with a rag of some sort.)
John hears his wife screaming, (“Stop it. Stop...”) and it sounds like someone was hitting her inside of there bedroom to make her stop screaming.

John legs where tied to the bottom of the chair so he couldn’t move his legs to break the chair. John hears Dana, “Daddy, help...” Then he hears someone smothering her mouth to make her shut up. Someone touches John’s shoulder and bends down next to him. He whispers in his ears. “Don’t worry about your family. They are safe. They are going to sleep now.” It was Jason. John veins starts to Jump from out of his neck but there was still no way of breaking those hand cuffs are moving that chair. Suddenly John hears some music. Jason stops touching him but John could still feel his presents in the room from the glares of light that was seeping throw the rags on his eyes.
The music plays--
(Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my ragtime gal…)

(Dana must be in the kitchen because she sounded close when she had screamed his name.)

John can’t hear Dana’s voice anymore only sounds like some one being smothered. John hears a loud strange noise in the kitchen. He stops to listen carefully. It sounds like an axe hitting a log of wood. John is still blindfolded he turns his ear to the chopping noise. He can hear the music clearer and the loudness of the cutting. The Music plays-

(Send me a kiss by wire
Baby, my heart's on fire

If you refuse me
Honey, you'll lose me
Then you'll be left alone
Oh baby, telephone
And tell me I'm your own…)

The cutting sound is starting to scare John. The music has been playing for about 3 minutes now. John can’t hear anyone in his family just that deranging music and that loud cutting sound.
The cutting stopped. John feels someone walking closer to him. A shadow is moving in the light seeping through the rag around John’s eyes. John gets his lights shut off. A large object hits him in the head. This time he gets knocked out for a longer period of time.

When John wakes up another song is playing--

(Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over…)

The rag was off of John’s eyes now. John tries to focus his pupils but he can’t focus them all the way. His vision is at 60 percent. He can see what was being cut in the kitchen now. Oh the horrid repulsive sight when John opened his eyes.
John starts to vomit on the rag inside of his mouth but swallows the rest of it; some of the vomit comes out through his noise all over his cloths.
John socks where soaked with liquids. He looks down at the floor and saw that it was overflowing with bloody water.
That wasn’t the sight that made him vomit. What John saw inside of the sink sitting on top of the dirty dishes was the worst sight that any one could ever imagine. Inside of the sink; with the faucet water running on top of them was pure evil within itself. John lovely night has been turned to a nice day in hell. John started to cry. He couldn’t stare at sight in the sink anymore but every time he looked away Jason would turn his head back to the sink. There was a large rusty machete on the counter next to the heads. They where there with their lips snitched with black yawn and raiser blades stuck into there scalps. John wants to yell but he can’t because his mouth is still taped up. His Children heads where decapitated from the rest of there body with faucet water running on top of them over flowing the sink.
Jason is sitting next to John in one of the kitchen chairs. There backs are turned away from the table. He puts his hand on John’s knees as if he was trying to comfort him. Jason pats John’s leg then speaks, (“Its better to see them this way. It makes me happy to see my children sleep, sleep, sleep...” Ha, Ha!! Sleep…) Jason keeps repeating sleep. Jason stands up and takes off his shirt. Just like his head the skin on Jason’s body was burnt. Jason looks like a zombie dancing out of his grave. Jason’s walks through the hall way to John’s bedroom still repeating sleep. He goes inside and closes the door. John is now alone in the kitchen. Maybe there some hope that John’s wife is still alive.
Something was bulging in John’s back on the kitchen table. John couldn’t turn around to see what was pushing into his back. The Music is still playing-

(Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over)

John eyes starts to swell he looses his vision in his right eye. It hurts really badly like a needles was sticking into his eyelids; maybe his eyes will pop out of his head if he keeps blowing blood from out of his nose. John could careless about himself he is on the battle field and he is ready to die right now.
John is thinking—(“Maybe Sharen is still alive. Arrr… Please someone call the police! God help us! Was there anyone that heard all the commotion in the house? Jason I’ll fucking kill you. You fucking fuck. Noooooo. How could you do that to innocent kids they never grew up, they didn’t even know right from wrong. Cut that fucking music off…. Ahhh….”)

10 minutes have past and John is still hand cuffed to the nailed down chair. John is trying to focus his left eye down the hallway but the light is hurting his eyes giving him a really terrible headache. The record player has stop playing it is scratching on each spin. John was trying to stay awoke but the blood keeps rushing to his head and the scratching of the music is pissing him off.

Suddenly John hears one of the bedroom doors slowly open. John jerks his head into the air. He opens his left eye to see what is happening; his vision is blurry. Images of four guys walk out of John’s room. They look like they where halfway undressed straitening up there cloths. They walk around John and stood in the kitchen around him. Suddenly another image came to view down the hallway.
It was Sharen she was still alive. Jason was holding her by the hair so that she couldn’t get away. It looks like some one had rubbed her face into the carpet. Her forehead was completely scratched off. She was the Angel in the devils masquerade John had to continue to look. While Sharen was walking toward John she was holding her mouth open. It seems like she couldn’t close mouth. John looked closer. Sharen teeth where pulled out of her mouth and her tongue was cut out.

Jason brings Sharen to the middle of the kitchen. He throws her down on the floor by John’s feet. Sharen is now on her knees looking over John’s shoulder. Sharen tries to scream but only fast puffs of hot air could come from out of her lungs. Breathing very fast Sharen sticks her finger nails into John’s chest. Sharen stops clawing his chest then she backs away from John in a crazy frenzy. At first John thought that Sharen was looking at him. She wasn’t looking at him at all. She was staring behind John on the kitchen table. Her head was shaking back and forth like she was repeating (NO, NO, NO…) in her head. When Sharen looks into the sink at Danas and Derrick’s head, she runs past Jason back into the bedroom. Jason looks at John and smiles. Jason says “Nice pussy. You got yourself a lovely lady John. Nice Pussy indeed.” Jason walks into the bedroom behind Sharen and slams the door. John closes his eyes and puts his head down. John can’t cry his eyes are full of blood.

It is now 2:25 am. John smells some gasoline fumes in the house. John jerks his head up. 8 minutes have gone by now and it’s time for a new game. John eyes are now balloons with mixed up images. He only sees red pigments because blood has seeped into his retina of the eyes. One of the guys is coming from out of the living room pouring gas on everything. The faucet is still running and the kitchen floor is overrunning with water. The gasoline is mixing with the water on the floor. The guy goes over to where Dana’s and Derrick’s head are and starts to poor gasoline on top of there separated heads; a little splashes into John’s face. John body is weakening and he can’t even move his fingers. The other three guys are in the kitchen. They start to untie John legs from the chair. John can’t move his legs because they are sleep. He wants to kick but he can’t. Two of the guys stand John up. The one that untied his legs has gone behind him with something in his hand. John couldn’t see what it was.

(John gets hit with a sharp blow in the spinal cord with the hammer.)

John falls to his knees in the gasoline bloody water. John doesn’t do anything. He just stays on his knees without even trying to struggle anymore. His family is dead now there is nothing else to fight for. The guy that’s pouring the gasoline goes into John’s bedroom with the gas can.

Jason comes out fixing his sleeves on his suit. He is fully dressed now. He walks over to John and grabs John’s neck and yells in John’s face “Look at the table John. Fucking fuck look at the table.”
John eyes are closed his mouth is still taped. And the record play is still scratching. He doesn’t really care to look at the table. Jason stands up and gets a handkerchief from out of his top breast pocket. Jason starts to whip his hands. Jason speaks “Stand him up and make him look at the table.” Two of the guys stand John Up. They turn him around. One of the guys grabs John’s head like a basket ball and pull his eyes open.　

John’s thoughts; when he saw what was on the table, (“Oh, No How could he? You are a bastard Jason. What did she ever do? Why did you bring her here? My God Nooooooo!! Father I’m sorry...)

John knows what was poking him in the back now. Oh miserable sight it was. It was a never ending nightmare. She was beheaded with her head sitting on her lap and Dana’s and Derrick’s body in each of her arms. No one should ever witness a sight so cruel. It was the dead body of John’s mother.
They must have brought her in when John was knocked out and blind folded. Jason takes a cigar cutter from out of his pocket. He walks over to John’s mother then picks up her stiff dead arm. He puts one of her fingers into the cigar cutter then cuts it clean off.

(John faints.)

John is awoken by a hammer slammed into his hand. John tries to jerk his hand away but two of the guys were holding it down on the chair he was sitting on earlier. The duck tape is still around John’s mouth. John doesn’t want to open his eyes it hurts to bad. One of the guys speaks, “Stop scrumming around you dumb fuck. Someone gets this guy some ice for his hand.”
John hears Jason. “Pick that bitch up. We are not finish with him yet. No one messes with me and my money John!! No one!! Now how do you feel Dawg?” Jason walks into the living room then yells “Let’s go!”
Two of the guys pick John up. They walk him outside. All four of the guys that came with Jason are holding John outside in the street. Jason is still facing the door that is still open. Jason takes a cigar from out of his mouth then he cuts the end of it with a Cigar cutter. He takes a box of matches from out of his paints pocket then lights the Cigar. He starts to smoke while the match is still burning. He throws the burning match inside of the open door. Fire starts to blaze inside of the house. Jason closes the door and backs away slowly.



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