The Tower

ch 8

Outside it's nightime full moon is out. Stars twinkling clouds fluffy white. What can go wrong.

More bullshits that's what. Feeling a breeze make Casia shivers. She eyes her surroundings.

There's trees and nothing else. Thinking of slenderman vibes. Only to hear chainsaws.

With no where to run or hide. Casia freaks out and panics. She doesn't want to beg for mercy.

But having no choices. She says "please I'm sorry daddy sir. Can you help me I don't want to die".

Thinking his just making this shit whatever prolong like grudge. When he says "your mine of course I won't let you die. So to help you here is your flashlight. Be careful my love. I don't want to see you split in half just don't die".

As Casia picked up her flashlight placed it on her wrist. She used the full moons glow to help her see.

Hearing eerie silence until the revs of chainsaws. Like there was more then one.

When two come out of nowhere. They look like sister, brother twins. They seem normal looking for most part.

But on second thought hell no. There bodies are chainsaws. There eyes, noses, mouths, ears are missing. But they still have there private parts.

Hearing a voice in my head that sounds like a reving chainsaws. They say in unison "hi Casia where the chainsaws twins. And your going to die chopped to itsy bitsy pieces. But first a memory. Don't worry we share the same memory.  So you won't have to repeat. Just come close for hugs".

As Casia thought this is a trap and hell no to the hugs. She was still curious. So she approaches them with caution on her mind.

The chainsaws twins open for hugs. They all hugs then memory's. Casia feels that buzz like vibration and blurs of her eyes.

Then she's transported it's a memory of the twins chopping with chainsaws chopping wood.

They were only holding the chainsaws with one hand instead of both hands. Like you would a sword.

As accidents happen on work sites. They misplaced there free hand. And chopped it off.

Blood spurting everywhere both twins pass out. As they get emitted to the hospital for surgery.

And told they can't save there hands. So instead chainsaws where sewn on instead.

Over time there bodies where changing into chainsaws. Except for there privates.

The brother twin still had his pecker. While sister twin had her breasts, tits and pussy ass.

All shaped like little chainsaws. As Casia came out of their memory's. Her head buzz eyes adjust to the blur.

She stumbled away from them. She didn't see any dead bodies. She ran from them figuring a plan to end them.