Post by alexahayes on Oct 12, 2020 20:13:19 GMT -5
As the dissection commenced, Zeke stood there and watched Jake's handiwork. The butcher knife gleamed underneath the light as it pierced the human skin with the smell of blood, fresh. The blood smelled of rust as it lingered in the air.
In fact, the dead flesh that could be seen in the corner was rotting and had a putrid aroma to it as flies made quite the nest near the corner.
Zeke knew that he would one day have to find a way to dispose of it but he wasn't too worried about it as he had a friend in the pig farming business.
"Nothing like the smell of human flesh of a sinner," he said. This made Jake's head turn. That was never a good sign. He stopped mid cut.
He was about to dissect around the breast area when he heard these words. Jake put the knife down on the small table on the left hand side.
"Whoa, Ezekial, I knew you were evil, but isn't this leaning towards masochism? I've known you for years and I have never heard you say that."
Zeke only smiled. He was aware of his own mental state, perhaps a little too aware. The preacher didn't need to be made out to look like a fool. He remained vigilant in his stance to rid the world of sin
The silence pierced the room and it was as deafening as the dead woman's screams were before the incident.
"Jake," Zeke had finally said, "I do not need to be reminded of what my brain does. I know what I am doing. God led me on this journey, and I intend to see it through to the end. With or without your approval."
Jake wasn't sure how to approach him. He was one person one day, and somebody else the next. As much as he loved his evil side, there were limits, limits that even kept him from walking behind that door and into the black abyss that he was asked to do so many times before.
"I understand, but, don't you think you're taking this a little too far? I mean, enjoying the smell of humans? That's…"
That's when it happened, Zeke flung himself towards Jake and grasped his throat until he fell to the floor. His opposer didn't really have a choice. Jake tried to breathe and fight back but to no avail. The lights in his eyes started to fade and as they did, something happened. Zeke let go and as he let go, he crawled on his knees far enough away for Jake to get air and breathe.
As Jake regained his breath, he rolled over on his stomach and slowly pulled himself up in his hands and feet.
"Y-you bastard!" He struggled to get out. Looking to his left, he grabbed the knife and ran at him, "This is the last time I will help you, you piece of filth!"
Before Jake knew it, Zeke grabbed the butcher’s knife on the table, and bashed him over the head with the blunt end of it, which knocked him out cold. And now, with two dead people on his hand, Zeke began to wonder if his actions would come back to haunt him, but he would deal with it when the time came.
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Johnny Legend, you poor misguided soul doing an interview in the toilet for all the world of the world to see. You think you’re a funny man? You think this is funny? I don’t think it’s funny one bit. Whatever you do, God is watching, and whatever you do that is wrong in His eyes, he is judging you. That little stunt in the bathroom may have just stunk up the rest of your career.
Yeah yeah, go ahead and laugh it up. I got beat by Andrew Barnes, so what? There’s always a chance for redemption each week. You know what the Bible says about redemption right? It says that redemption was bought with a price and that God suffered for that price, and in Him, glory shall reign, and I will glorify my body for it!
You may not understand that, but I do. It is only within redemption that my God and those peons in the seats will see me for my TRUE GLORY! It is through me that they will see their redemption, for Johnny Legend, you have nothing left to give. If you want to save your pathetic career, all you have to do is bow down to me, and let your salvation begin! Bow down to me, and through me, you shall see Him!
GLORY BE THY NAME!
In fact, the dead flesh that could be seen in the corner was rotting and had a putrid aroma to it as flies made quite the nest near the corner.
Zeke knew that he would one day have to find a way to dispose of it but he wasn't too worried about it as he had a friend in the pig farming business.
"Nothing like the smell of human flesh of a sinner," he said. This made Jake's head turn. That was never a good sign. He stopped mid cut.
He was about to dissect around the breast area when he heard these words. Jake put the knife down on the small table on the left hand side.
"Whoa, Ezekial, I knew you were evil, but isn't this leaning towards masochism? I've known you for years and I have never heard you say that."
Zeke only smiled. He was aware of his own mental state, perhaps a little too aware. The preacher didn't need to be made out to look like a fool. He remained vigilant in his stance to rid the world of sin
The silence pierced the room and it was as deafening as the dead woman's screams were before the incident.
"Jake," Zeke had finally said, "I do not need to be reminded of what my brain does. I know what I am doing. God led me on this journey, and I intend to see it through to the end. With or without your approval."
Jake wasn't sure how to approach him. He was one person one day, and somebody else the next. As much as he loved his evil side, there were limits, limits that even kept him from walking behind that door and into the black abyss that he was asked to do so many times before.
"I understand, but, don't you think you're taking this a little too far? I mean, enjoying the smell of humans? That's…"
That's when it happened, Zeke flung himself towards Jake and grasped his throat until he fell to the floor. His opposer didn't really have a choice. Jake tried to breathe and fight back but to no avail. The lights in his eyes started to fade and as they did, something happened. Zeke let go and as he let go, he crawled on his knees far enough away for Jake to get air and breathe.
As Jake regained his breath, he rolled over on his stomach and slowly pulled himself up in his hands and feet.
"Y-you bastard!" He struggled to get out. Looking to his left, he grabbed the knife and ran at him, "This is the last time I will help you, you piece of filth!"
Before Jake knew it, Zeke grabbed the butcher’s knife on the table, and bashed him over the head with the blunt end of it, which knocked him out cold. And now, with two dead people on his hand, Zeke began to wonder if his actions would come back to haunt him, but he would deal with it when the time came.
________________________________________
Johnny Legend, you poor misguided soul doing an interview in the toilet for all the world of the world to see. You think you’re a funny man? You think this is funny? I don’t think it’s funny one bit. Whatever you do, God is watching, and whatever you do that is wrong in His eyes, he is judging you. That little stunt in the bathroom may have just stunk up the rest of your career.
Yeah yeah, go ahead and laugh it up. I got beat by Andrew Barnes, so what? There’s always a chance for redemption each week. You know what the Bible says about redemption right? It says that redemption was bought with a price and that God suffered for that price, and in Him, glory shall reign, and I will glorify my body for it!
You may not understand that, but I do. It is only within redemption that my God and those peons in the seats will see me for my TRUE GLORY! It is through me that they will see their redemption, for Johnny Legend, you have nothing left to give. If you want to save your pathetic career, all you have to do is bow down to me, and let your salvation begin! Bow down to me, and through me, you shall see Him!
GLORY BE THY NAME!
