Human harvester

Chapter 11- And relax!

Tyson and Syke skipped home in glee and happiness and joy! They were nearly done.

The sun's candle was burnt out. There was a dark, manure-smelling atmosphere around them. You could hear the cars bustling past in the busy streets, all squashed together like pigs in a farm. The streetlights guided the insane ones throughout their murderous paradise, oozing the opportunity of one last victim. Who would it be? Donald who lives up the street? Or the good, young butcher? Fate will be the answer. 

The murders have stricken the town and made everyone realise Corby isn't the boring, quiet place it was. It's a crime filled, rat infested inferno of anguish and blood.

No one is safe.

On the other hand, Jessica and Grandpa Jordan have been effected by their loved ones' demise. Jessica is heartbroken and distraught, while Grandpa Jordan is figuring out who could have killed them. Corby was a mad, mad town full of feeble puppets, and Tyson and Syke easily made them dance as the puppet masters. 

As they climbed onto the roof, a sense of calm washed over them. For a few precious seconds, the world was quiet, and they took in the stillness.

This all ended when Tyson grinned. "They should call you Psycho Coldstone!"

"Yeah, yeah! They definitely should!"

"Well, I'm glad you're getting into this."

"Thanks! I do have ideas for what shall come next in our success tale."

"Proceed."

"When that ghoul comes, this could be our three wishes. Firstly, cure cancer. Secondly, bring back the people we killed. Thirdly, end world hunger!"

"No!"

"What do you mean? But we're going to do a good thing."

"Something that doesn't benefit us in any way at all."

"What happens if you get cancer when you're older? Curing cancer would definitely help that, wouldn't it?"

"You are no fun."

"I am taking the wishes. You're nothing but a dumb kid."

"Imagine this. Getting to see your enemy tortured for life. Having world domination. Becoming the UK prime minister and ruining so many lives! Those will be the wishes."

"No, no, no!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Jessica appeared. Syke and Tyson looked at each other in dread.