I Survived The Witch [#1] ✓ [Follow Freelove to Read]

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I can only assume with this one, it had no context, no label, and didn’t have any faces I could recognize on it. This could have been one of the first abductions the Green Man ever did, or something recorded two days before I stole the hard drives.  But either way, since I don’t have any other videos of Tammy this seemed the best place to put this recording.

This was another handheld, though I can’t discern the location it was filmed, I assumed this was one of the few videos about the trip between the surface and down under.  The video started in the front seat of some sort of cockpit, it looked almost like the cabin of a truck, but it was way too low to the ground for that.  The entire vehicle was vibrating and there was a heavy loud rumble which seemed to persevere over everything. Every few seconds everything would jerk and clang against with each other.

The camera was aimed to one side, pointing towards the Green Man who was rubbing his nose and casually watching a metal wheel of sorts in front of him when seemed to turn on its own.  “Suppose I’m not supposed to make these.”  The Green Man snorted at the camera.   “But look at this shit,” His fingers reached over the lens making everything go black before he lifted it up and spun it around. 

There was a quick glimpse of the front of the cockpit, two port-holes no more than six or eight inches across were where the windshield should have been and both seemed to be covered in so much dirt it was nearly impossible to see—only blackness proceeded them—dusty blackness. 

“I do the pickups, about all of them.  Every damn day hunting for these people, clearing them for shipping, and snagging them in the night. I ask for one damn thing, one thing she gives me as payment for all this work.”  The camera was on his face, his skin surely did look like it was stained green, and his hair was black but with some sort of green shimmer to it.  But despite all the green, including the green saliva he seemed to have, his eyes were light blue—a contrast to everything he was name after.  He looked old and tired—his face was covered in wrinkles and had bags under his eyes.

He licked his lips and blinked slowly, “I just want to see for myself, take what I want when I want it—I get first dibs on everything.  Sure the years have slowed my interest, and most I couldn’t care less for.”  The camera turned around; there was a small crawl tunnel behind him followed by some sort of metal compartment.  The end of the vehicle was a small latching door with another port-hole on the door, also impossible to see out of in the darkness.  He moved the camera down, there was a thick gray blanket covering over the imprint of a body, at the far end near the rear exit a foot stuck out from under the blanket. 

“I was told I can’t touch this one.  What the fuck is that? I mean, she’s not even that particularly good looking, and she seems like a nobody; at least no one I’ve heard of.  She’s just another one for the grinder, meant to be used up and tossed aside.  Why the hell can’t I touch her?  I wouldn’t have if they didn’t say anything, she was nothing special, but the fact they said outright no has me more curious that ever?  Why not?”

He snorted and set the camera down on the bottom of the crawl space facing the unconscious girl, “Well you know what? Fuck them.  I said everyone is okay.  Telling me no – what they going to do about it? Replace me? Ha.  No one else can drive this thing; no one else has to deal with the solitary life of never being able to touch anyone because you’d lay them out unconscious in seconds.  That’s me, they did this to me and I work for them as a result, a good life but a life with one promise as payment, I do what I fucking want.” 

He crawled over the camera and into the back of the vehicle, knocking the camera over on his way.  Once he was on the other side of the crawlspace he put his face in front of the screen again, “I’m sorry lady, but the good thing about me… you won’t feel a thing.”  He let out a horse laugh and grabbed the camera putting his dirty teeth right in front of it, “Suck it Master.” The video ended.

It could be anyone under that blanket, anyone—but all I knew was that the Green Man probably violated whoever was under there—and that person would have probably never known.