pt 16 Orion Skyler,Dominic C Quinn, and BB

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by KVV_realstories

by KVV_realstories

"Copy that I'm about to go in" I took deep breathes before opening the abandoned warehouse.. recently it was purchased by some anonymous entity. however no one came by to open or close or even renovate the warehouse. Or so we presumed. As i opened the door the thick heavy stench pushed through. I leaned away and coughed, I took a deep breath before holding it and going in.

As I took a look around before walking further, I noticed the blood on the ground leading towards a pair of school lockers. I held up the flashlight and walked towards them. I was on guard as I got toward them and I grabbed it opened it. It was unlocked. I stared in horror as I dropped the flashlight.. "DETECTIVE? YOU ALRIGHT?" I heard the officer yell.. "GET IN HERE" I yelled back. I didn't want too but I had no other idea..

As she made her way in with her flashlight I heard her gag too before I turned and picked up my flashlight "look" as she made her way over pinching her nose she aimed the flashlight at the open locker.. We stared in audible silence as we looked at the multiple hands on hooks at least 5 on hooks. Openly being smoked in school lockers.. I closed the door slowly before turning to the officer as she gagged again.. I hadn't realized the stench and I started coughing as well.

We turned to the others.. "Do you think?" "Yeah" The officer and I went to the other lockers and opened as many as we could. We found 4 legs on hooks being smoked. an entire locker filled with eyes and faces and what appeared as cut breasts being dried. After that I turned to the officer and before I could say anything we both noticed something. Something hanging from the ceiling.

As we walked towards it and aimed our flashlights at it we realize now where a missing person was. Orion Skyler or the top half was being hanged by hooks and his body was actively decaying. Maggots and flies eating his body from the waist up.. His eyes stapled open and a permeant smile stapled... as we stared in horror the sound of the warehouse door's closing and creaking made us turn and...

There stood a tall slim character in the darkness the shadows.. as he flicked a light switch on we saw him.. A green mask from an old children's cartoon.. thick brown sweater.. Black gloves black pants and boots.. As he pulled out a cleaver he spoke in a deep voice "Good. I was running low"