The Flesh Beast II
By Ryan Keith Johnson, author of "The King's Retribution"
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The sound of little feet running along the floor could be heard by Jamie Torgerson as he ran with the sound of each heart beat, beating faster and faster. It was about 12 am and he took a short cut in a maze of tunnels to escape the beast that was looking for him. This red head child with brown eyes snuck into the kitchen to steal some chocolate chip cookies. He remembered the horror stories of what happened to the other children a few days ago. As he kept running through the dark tunnels with a lantern in his hand he could hear the utter voice of the creature that was busy devouring the children that had committed sin. “Where’s my Flesh?” it echoed with a very fine voice. Jamie Torgerson looked back with the lantern and in the distance of the dark tunnels he saw it’s yellow eyes gleaming at him like a gargoyle. Jamie screamed his head off in horror as he turned around and kept running through the tunnel he was in. The little boy kept running as fast as he could, but each step seemed to move slower and slower. He could hear the deep breathing of the beast and the sound of a chain saw zipping up and around near his ears. He was very close to the exit of the vent where he entered. He closed his eyes and quickly lifted the huge metallic object with his little hands and lifted it up as he slipped underneath it. “Where’s my flesh?” it shouted as it grabbed the boy’s ankles and bit off both feet and began eating them. Jamie let out a scream, but nobody was coming to his rescue. He felt his legs go numb and the sound of the wood splitter fill his ears as a little blood spilled from his mouth and his eyes became glass. His body began to get dragged back under the metallic vent as the Flesh Beast began sucking his blood from his lifeless body and snapping the child’s bones between it’s razor sharp teeth. It let out a belch and continued devouring until it was done. Without another word it let the three words slip form it’s lips, “Where’s my flesh?
It was dawn and little Barry opened his eyes to see the sun peer in from the window. He was sent to the Insane Asylum Correctional Facility for boys and girls in the City of Cascade Falls for trying to kill his little brother for stealing his toy. His parent’s didn’t know what to do with him because of the reckless swearing and killing animals for their furs. Barry Bailargaint rose out of bed and noticed that Jamie Torgerson was not in bed. The black haired twelve year old got out of bed and looked around. His other friend Steve Hoogheem was still sleeping. Steve and Barry were good friends, but only met each other for a short amount of time and became twits to make each other look bad in a never ending game of tag. Barry was into that kind of trouble making things. Steve was another trouble maker often involving picking fights with other kids and swearing. He got sent to the institute for picking on a fellow student in school for nothing and beat him up after school for no reason. This blonde hair, brown eyed bully found himself put in the institute by order of the school in Shellmont. Barry woke him up and they got ready for breakfast.
Amy Peterson opened her eyes and looked around to see it was morning and she already hated it. Amy hated the asylum and thought Ms. Knealson was a bitch. It was her third week in the Insane Asylum and this intelligent preteen heard awful stories from many of the students that it ate the children and would repeatedly ask where its flesh was?
Amy was brought to this place for lying, stealing and fighting with other girls. Amy managed to make friends with Kellie, Steve, Barry and Jamie. Her girl friend Kellie Schmitt was brought here for making a hit list to kill other students. When asked why? She said it was for fun and that she wanted to know what it would be like to hunt another human being. Kellie was reported repeatedly for talking about how she liked to wear the color black and that it made her feel closer to her goal of blending in with the stars. The psychologist of Shellmont school thought that if nothing was done that she would become a serial killer. Of course Kellie was just joking around and wasn’t serious. The hit list was a list of who to steal money from not to kill, but nobody saw it that way. The twelve year old brown eyed, burnet became good friends with Amy. They were almost like sisters and shared the same room. Amy got up and left to take a shower, got dressed and walked down stairs to meet her friends for breakfast.
Amy, Barry and Steve sat at the table with the other kids as they waited for breakfast. They were quiet and knew the reason why Jamie wasn’t at the table. All the other kids were busy talking about the day and what they were going to do for the next class. The younger kids got to play all day, but still learned arithmetic, reading and writing. Then a student came to the table with a tray full of food. He was about twelve, slender with black hair and brown eyes . “Is it alright if I sit with you?” he asked. The other three students shrugged. “Sure, we don’t care we’re sick of this place.” “Yea this place is for fagets,” replied Steve. “What’s your name?” asked Barry. “My name is Adam Folkoske.” “Where’s Jamie?,” interupted Kellie. Barry looked at the twelve year old misfit with the close of such eye. It seemed pretty obvious why he wasn’t at the table. The dumb kid had to go runaround the Asylum looking for the beast.
“What are you guys talking about?” asked Adam. “We’re talking about how I fucked your mom last night and loved it,” replied Barry. Adam began turning red and looked a little angry, but said nothing. Barry just looked at him and then ignored him by talking to Steve. “So is this thing for real or is just some kid dressed up in a suit?” he asked. “I don’t know? For all I know it could be a polk a dot dinosaur singing koombia after it steals kids.” “I heard it uses your fingers as toothpicks after each meal,” replied Kellie as she laughed. “It does,” answered Adam. “Yea, well how would you know?” asked Barry. “Because I saw it.” Barry, Steve and Kellie’s eyes widened as they crept forward to hear more. “ I was eight years old and it ate my two best friends,” answered Adam.
Then all of a sudden Kellie crept up behind Amy and grabbed her waist as she yelled,” where’s my flesh.” Amy let out a scream and all the kids stopped eating and looked at them. “Would you shut your fucking mouth you dumb bitch,” muttered Barry. Then the student’s continued to eat and carry on their own conversations. “Where’s Jamie?” asked Kellie as she laughed in her high pitch squeaky voice. ”Hey I could have choked on my food,” replied Kellie. Barry set his head down on the table and then raised it, “I got to get out of this place.” “He got eaten by the Flesh Beast,” replied Kellie. “So who’s going to be next?” laughed Amy as she looked around and took an orange and began unpeeling and carefully put pieces of it in her mouth and began sucking the juices. Adam got goose bumps from it because it was exactly how the Flesh Beast ate little Joey. “Hopefully you,” replied Barry. “Is there a problem?” said a voice. “No Ms. Knealson everything is fine,” replied Steve. “Good, where’s Mr James Torgerson?” she asked. “We don’t know,” replied Steve. Ms. Knealson looked at Adam as her pupil turned yellow just slightly and then back to black. Adam’s eyebrows raised slightly as he remembered the breakfast morning after the death of his two friends. “Are you ok Mr. Adam Folkoske?” “Yes, fine, never better.” “Good,” she answered and walked away. “That lady is a fucken bitch,” replied Barry “Yea,” they all agreed except Barry who began to turn pale. “Hey fagot boy,” said Barry. “What do you think of her?” “She’s evil,” answered Adam. “Well I think this Flesh Beast is a bunch of bull shit and I’m going to prove it. Let’s all gang up on who ever is behind this and beat the m up. Well are you in or are you out?” “I’m in,” answered Adam.
It was dark out and all the children were sleeping in their beds. Barry and Steve were wide awake and creeping by the door. They heard nothing and opened the door. They were wearing their clothes instead of the pajamas. They walked into Adam’s room to wake him up. Barry carefully looked around the room to find there were four other boys in the room sleeping on bunk beds. Steve recognized one of them as Adam and signaled Barry to wake him up. Barry slapped his hand across Barry’s face, “wake up fagot,” whispered Barry. Adam woke up and rubbed his eyes. “What time is it?” he asked. “It’s about a quarter to midnight,” answered Steve. “We got work to do!” ordered Barry as they waited for Adam to get dressed.
The three went to find Kellie and Amy’s room. The halls were dark and were walking around with lit candles. Blue light from the night sky came down through the windows. Adam was scared because it was the same hallway that his friend Joey and Jennifer died from the creature. They carried sticks and knives from the kitchen so they could kill the beast. Finally they were in front of the girl’s bedroom door and Barry knocked and the door opened slowly and the two girls were there.
They walked around the hall ways looking and listening, but all they heard was the sound of their own hearts and the sight of shadows. They came across something quite creepy and Barry lowered his candle to see it was a rat walking in the corner trying to get past them. Then Barry realized that Adam was missing and turned the candle past his friends to see if he was back a ways. “Where’s the little fagot?” “I don’t know?” replied Steve as he looked at Barry. “I don’t know why we bothered with that stupid fagot,” continued Barry as they continued on the quest.
Adam had wandered down stairs to the Grand Father Clock. He heard rumors that the Flesh Beast came out of the clock in search of children. Adam hid next to the book shelf and waited for the clock to strike midnight. Minutes went by and finally the clock struck midnight and made it’s big loud noise. After it was finished Adam saw something rip through the fabric of air and. It was about eight feet tall with yellow eyes, the build of an alligator, but with the hind legs of a man and a long tail. It had long black greasy mane and grey skin. It opened it’s mouth to reveal its sharp teeth and they began running up and down it’s jaw bone like a chain saw making the sound of a wood splitter and then they stopped as it let out a roar, similar to a lion or bear, ”where’s my flesh?”
Adam was very quiet and kept himself hidden and listened to it smell the air. He was petrified and without realizing pissed his pants. He hoped that he would never see the beast again, but he wasn’t so lucky. He only hoped that the other kids that were hunting it would be smart enough to go back to bed.
It was quiet, with only the sound of heartbeats and heavy breathing. Suddenly, Barry heard a strange sound in the distance. He squinted his eyes to see it was something very big. They were still in the hallway with windows on the right side and the trees were blowing from the wind and the light reflect inside the hallway. It’s yellow eyes stared dead at Barry and his friends. “What is that?” whispered Kellie. “Shh.” Suddenly they heard a whisper, “where’s my flesh.” Amy freaked out and retreated back screaming and then that’s when the beast revealed itself by shouting the question, “where’s my flesh?” Barry watched it get on all fours and trot towards them like a dog. It’s mouth opened up as it’s razor sharp teeth ran up and down it’s jaw line like a chainsaw. The dreadful sound of a wood splitter pierced his ears in pain. “Where’s my Flesh?” it repeated like a broken record.
Barry hit it in the face with the stick, but only made it angry and it picked him up as it opened up it’s mouth even wider and scared him. Barry pissed his pants and began screaming. Steve walked up behind it and hit the flesh beast in the back with his stick which allowed Barry to fall to the ground. The Flesh Beast charged after Steve and swiped his right handed claw against the metal weapon used to clean the chimney. What Steve didn’t realize right away was that his right hand went numb and as he rose his arm he could see he was missing his hand. The Flesh Beast smiled and picked up his missing appendage and flung it down the hallway. A tear fell down upon his cheek as he watched the teeth in the creature’s mouth rotate and run up and around each jaw bone faster and faster, but Barry and Kellie came to his rescue. That is they tried, but not until the Flesh Beast stabbed Steve with it’s right claw and devoured him in it’s mouth. Kellie was stabbing the Flesh Beast with her kitchen knife as many times as possible and shouting, “you bastard! How dare you kill him.” “You fucken, bitch!” shouted the Flesh Beast as it responded to the pain from the stabbing caused by Kellie. Barry got scared and took off leaving Kellie with the Flesh Beast and heard the sound of the wood splitter and finally heard her scream very loud. The Flesh Beast ate her arm off with the knife and then picked her up and bit off her head and drank her blood and sucked on her like a piece of candy. The Flesh Beast looked ahead to see Barry and Amy were getting away and ate Kellie quickly and trotted after the other children like a dog shouting, “where’s my flesh?”
Barry and Amy knew about a secret passageway to escape and Amy opened up the cover, which was an air vent. They crawled through these air vents quickly to escape the clutches of the evil that was coming for them. Barry looked at Amy and both realized they made a mistake to disbelieve the stories of the Flesh Beast. “I’m so scared,” began Amy as she hugged Barry. “Don’t touch me, I don’t have time for this fagot shit.” They both continued, but looked behind them and saw in the distance of the small corridor the Flesh Beast was there and licked it’s lips and shouted, “Where’s my flesh?” Amy began screaming as Barry moved faster.
Barry was in front of Amy and the exit from the hidden passage. Barry pushed on the metal grate and crawled out to find themselves downstairs in the reading area where the Grand Father Clock was. Suddenly, Amy began screaming as she was halfway from the exit, “Barry help me, it’s got me. Please,” Barry heard a loud growl and then the sound of bones being crushed by a wood splitter. Drops of blood spilled from her mouth and then her eye lids closed as her body was dragged backwards and then devoured by sound of celery sticks being eaten.
There was a big belch and Barry began screaming as the creature exited out from the passage way. It licked it’s lips and it’s claws that had Amy’s blood. Barry began screaming as it shouted, “where’s my flesh?” and finally as it caught up with the one who got away. It stabbed Barry in the chest with it’s claws and lifted him up as he screamed, “you’ve got my flesh!” in a singe bound it opened it’s jaws wide so Barry could watch it’s shin, white, pins run up and down it’s jaw bone. Quickly it devoured Barry by ripping off his head, arms, legs and sucked out his intestines and organ as well as the blood.
Adam peered down at the Flesh Beast from a shelving unit above the clock and saw that Barry was gone. With a big thrust the grandfather clock fell down on top of the Flesh Beast and busted into a million pieces. Adam jumped down to the ground and saw that the creature was gone. “Adam Folkoskee!” Adam turned his head to see it was Ms. Knealson and she did not look pleased at all.
Ms Knealson grabbed Adam and they walked into another room filled with Grandfather Clocks. “I want you to dust and clean every clock or you won’t be eating breakfast,” she ordered as she slammed the door. Adam turned around to see hundreds of Grandfather Clocks and as he picked up a wet towel from the pale nearby and began cleaning one clock he could hear the utter sounds of the light whispers coming from each one of them, “where’s my flesh?”
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