The thing in the basement.23:11 May 18 2012
Times Read: 824
‘Honey - don’t be scared. You gotta’ face him sometime” stated Huey, while munching on popcorn he retrieved from the microwave. I stared dully at the greasy bag in his hand, saying nothing.
“I mean” he continued “We have to do something with him. We can’t just leave him down there in the wine cellar like a lost cask of amontillado.”
I groaned, and rubbed my eyes. “Yes…I know.”
Huey placed the bag of popcorn on the counter, then went over to the sink to wash his hands. While drying his hands, he said "Let’s get this over and done with, missy. We don’t have to wait for Makafisa and the gang to get here. I’m the one calling the shots, anyway.”
Huey took me by the hand, and lead me down the stairs to the wine cellar.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Huey flipped on the light switch. The cellar glowed with soft light.
“Where is he?” I asked, in a tiny voice that immediately embarrassed me.
“You’ll find Ankh-Re at the end of the last row…in a barrel.”
I looked at Huey with raised eyebrows. “He’s in a…barrel?”
Huey chuckled. “Yeap. He’s all cozy in a barrel, hon. C’mon - I’ll show you…chicken.”
When we got to the last row of wine, I spotted the barrel…with a leg hanging from it.
“Please tell me that Ankh-Re is in one piece…”
Huey laughed. “He’s incapacitated, but he’s in one piece. I leave the mutilation up to you, doll
face.”
I remained rooted to the floor.
“Cluck-cluck! Go on, chicken!” I received a small push towards the barrel.
I walked slowly towards Ankh-Re. I kept my eyes focused on the boot he still wore.
When I got within two feet of the barrel, I looked back at Huey, who leaned casually against a heavy oak shelf. He shooed me with a hand, and I took the last few steps to the barrel. I looked inside, to see a jumble of limbs, but no head. I turned the barrel over, and Ankh-Re’s body rolled out. His head was tucked closely to his chest, while one arm was folded over his head. The other arm was twisted towards his back. The other leg was up over his head, resting on his neck and shoulders. Ankh-Re looked like a freakish pretzel. The fact that he still wore his boots while being stark naked only made him look more ridiculous.
“What the fuck?’ was all I could say, while gazing at the puzzle before me.
‘What the fuck is right” stated Huey, who sauntered up next to me while gazing down at Ankh-Re.
“What the fuck do you want to do with him? The choice is yours, honey.”
COMMENTS
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captainglobehead
23:39 May 18 2012
That was so awesomely random.
Isis101
05:14 May 19 2012
It's random to you because you haven't read any part of the story - lol!
Theban
13:56 Jun 16 2012
That is far from random...what the fuck! exactly the words I used as I was reading..I love this story.