Iron Bird Genocide & Carnage

The man in the hat

It is the year 1975. It was a late Saturday night at a bar, 11:07 PM in the big city in Louisiana known as New Orleans. A guy sitting in a high chair tapped on the table to try and get the bartenders attention. Despite the mans hard effort, no one answered. It was almost closing time so he only assumed the bartender was getting ready to close. "If I don't get at least a shot of beer I'm gonna be pissed!" He slammed his fist on the table impatiently. A suspicious man in a hat with the hats shadow covering his face sat in the farthest corner of the bar lighting his cigarette. "You there! Your not aloud to smoke in here!" The man stood up and pointed at the man in the hat sitting in the corner. The man in the hat pulled the cigarette away from his mouth and blew smoke out of his mouth and said in a low monotone voice "I own this bar jackass, I can smoke whenever I want." The man looking at him sat back down and waited there. After a moment of silence, the man in the hat put out his cigarette in the ash tray when the other man said "I want a beer!" The man in the hat shook his head and stood up. "Is that really a way to be asking for something?" The other man turned away and looked at the table. "No, I'm sorry, may I please have a glass of beer?" said the sitting man as the man in the hat walked to the back to stock up on more beverages. He said loud and clearly from the back "Most definitely, just give me a minute." After a couple minutes he made his way back around and places his elbow on the table. "What kind would you like? I have a large variety of different types of beer." The man sitting at the table looked up at him and thought to himself. "I'll take a Regal." The man sitting at the table said while nervously biting his nails. The man in the hat nodded and served him a glass of Regal. After The man in the hat served him his beer he asked "Why are you nervous?" the man at the table looked up at him and told him honestly "My wife doesn't like me drinking but I have to drink to lower my stress. She gets worried I'm gonna drive impaired." The man in the hat lit another cigarette only seeing one of his eyes lit up by the faint light of the cigarette. "I see. Well would you like to play a little game before you go on your way?" the man sitting down didn't hesitate. The man in the hat pulled out a deck of cards and shuffled them. "I know when I tell you what game we are gonna play it sounds like some stupid kids magic trick but the way I play is an interesting way, instead you get money from certain cards." After the man in the hat explained how much money from a card you get he paused before telling the man sitting down. "You do not want the joker card at all." The man sitting down looked confused and lost. "What does the joker do?" he trembled nervously. The man in the hat shushed him and said "You don't want to know." The man sitting down shook a bit as the man in the hat held out the cards. "Pick a card any card." The mans hand shook as he hovered over the cards. He picked one but ended up dropping it on the ground. It was a 10 of hearts card which means the man in the hat would have given the man sitting down 1000 dollars. "You dropped it, put it back in the deck." The man sighed sadly as he put away the card. The man in the hat shuffled the cards. He asked again. "Pick a card any card." The man chose another card and looked at it slowly. It was a joker. The man began to freak out and cuss quietly. "Whats wrong sir?" The man slowly shown the man in the hat his card. The man in the hat chuckled. "Oh yeah that's right, you have to pay me extra now because of the joker and the beer I got you." The man sitting down was speechless. "Well? are you gonna give me the money or am I gonna have to call the police?" The man in the hat inched closer to his face and put the cigarette in the ash tray. The man sitting down fell to the floor, he wasn't breathing. The man in the hat chuckled. "Oh dear me, my power of my cursed cards must have stopped your lungs hm?" The man walked over to his body and took all the money he had in his wallet. "5000 dollars huh? That's enough to pay off my house." He took the body and burned it with his own hands. The man then took his bones and took it to the basement. After coming back up he locked the basement door and the key disappeared from his hand. He pulled out his hearses keys and slowly picked up the ashes and put it into a vase before hiding it. He then turned the sign on the door to closed and locked the bars doors and walked out to his hearse. Afterwards he began laughing as he got into his hearse and drove off.