Gonna kill you!... Bitch!... Whore!...

i. Anguish: That face... The horror... The sadness... The fear... A blood red face... A blue Sky.. Behind it, an anguished man... A wicked curse! She tried to warn us... You took her for senile... The screams in the basement... Anguish, lest... ii. The Hands Those hands behind me... Darkness conceals them... Who is standing next to me? Fear ensues... A small girl... A Doll... What does she have there? What is she holding in her hands? Is that a weapon? Is it a pipe? Is it a knife? I’m just a boy... The hands resist me... The hands resists him...

The year is 1999, if my memory serves me right... Caledon... Late night TV... Caledon channel local 21... Mr. Bear’s cellar... A hand being sliced by a pair of scissors... A cellar and a bear costume... A man who paints with his soul... Hey kids! Wanna play? A man walking through a forest, Enters his house and hits the ceiling with a broom... A man talking about satan... When I arrived I saw the cops raiding his house... I asked them what happened... They said I was too young... Confused, I left for home but... Still, the question’s there... Who is Mr. Bear? What did he do? Years later I was helped... My mind needed justice and a cop gave me those tapes... A dance around a campfire... A fire pit made for burning souls... A gallon of fuel... Small hand held over the flames,,, The corpses of the children... Burnt to a crisp... In the pit they all lie dead... Lives were taken... Just for satan... So disturbing... Mr. Bear... The Killer...

i. Hamburger lady By far worse is the hambuger lady, We must heal them for the qualified technicians, Worse, alternating nights are automatic, She's lying there, Hamburger Lady... She's dying... She is burned from the waist up, On her arm, her ear is burned, Her eyelashes are burned, She can't hold things up, And even with medical advances, There's no end in sight... For hamburger lady... She wants me to tell you of her claim Mind, from which the double play Laying, the proping chair, leave her, She's Burned from the waist down, Has to eat her life through tubes, Hamburger Lady... She's okay if you change the tubes, Tubes in her legs, the tubes in her arms, She's okay, Then it came out and saw the burn net, Indeed in the account of killing, And it flashed on the carpet, And it flashed on the floor, The hamburger lady, She came to rest, Because of the burn she needs relief, From the medication... The qualified technician... Hamburger Lady... ii. Slug Bait Slug bait... Can't wait... Slug, slug bait... Can't, can't wait... I crawl up the grass to your window And then open up your room very slow... Slug bait... Can't wait... I walk into your bedroom Then I look at you with your seven months pregnant womb... Slug bait ... Can't, can't wait... I get your husband to your front bedroom I cut his balls of with my knife (KNIFE!) I make him eat them right there, in front of his pregnant wife (WIFE!) He's into his balls off... I look at him very slow... Slug, slug bait... Can't, can't wait... As he bleeds to death on the floor... I want you to say don't do any more Slug, slug bait... Can't, cannot cannot wait... I look at your big heavy stomach... It's already moving a little bit with your baby... I use the carving knife from your kitchen... I start to perform the operation... You say "No, no don't do that!" I say, "I don't give a cat's whiskers." Slug bait... Can't wiat... I pull out your baby... I chew his hand off with my teeth... I lick him clean It's obscene... As you bleed to death I kill it... I'm just a wicked boy... Slug, slug bait, bait.. Can't, can't wait, wait... Slug, slug bait... Can't, can't wait... Slug bait...

The ultimate horror... A site that won’t allow you to enter until exactly 12am... You must be careful not to click on anything by accident... You can’t cheat by changing the time in your clock... Upon entering, the viewer is seen on the top right corner... The screen will then display a horrible image, twisted, In tremendous grief... The most horrific face will appear before you... All stitched up and pale... Eyes shut and sewed... Mouth slit... Coming for you... Hear her steps... The halls are dark... She’s coming... The pale face... (Disconnected!) Old pale man stares at you... (Disconnected!) The mask made of a paper plate... (Disconnected!) The polaroid camera... (Disconnected!) Wait! The camara flashes... (Disconnected! Log off! Turn off!!) When you go for a snack, you notice... (Disconnected!) The old polaroid picture of you... Staring at a blank screen... Taken from behind you...

Ruth: Yeah, uh... This is Ruth [censored] at [censored]... Operator: What’s the problem ma’am? Ruth: Oh, there’s some guy who’s been um, checking the place out... Operator: How? Ruth: Well, he went in the back. I have an apartment in the back and he said he was looking for... A guy... And he comes to my door and... Operator: Yes? Ruth: And, uh, he said he’s, uh, looking for an apartment... So I’m real... I... I live alone and I’m an old lady... Operator: Where? Where is he now, ma’am? Ruth: I don’t... I have no idea... [Screams]

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I have never heard his voice, Nor have I ever seen his form! Yet still he casts his dark shadow, On the light of my being! Death! Negation of being! Wraith of inner sanctum! Apparition of my amorphousness! Solemnity of my disembodiment! Death! Decay! Creator of corpses! Principle of annihilation! Secret of negativity... Unspeakable silence... Despairing monologue...