Andrew begun to regain consciousness slowly, he had no real sense of time he wasn't sure how long he had been unconscious. The last thing he remembered was being in charles horrible basement/ satanic temple and charles sacrificing poor Patrick" my God Andrew thought Patrick that was so horrible I can't believe charles did that too him". Just then Andrew became aware his arms were hurting and he couldn't move them his vision came back into focus; he was sitting on the floor of that horrid basement he was facing the fireplace and altar. He looked around wildly he didn't see micha tied to the throne anymore! He was suspended from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Naked except for his blue blood stained underwear and black socks, just then charles walked over to Andrew and sat down besides him. " hey baby you finally awake now"? He said looking at Andrew with a smile. Andrew just looked at him in shock and terror " Charles please just stop this let us go we'll get you some help you're sick please please just stop....... Andrew's words were cut off by charles fingers suddenly being jammed into his mouth and the other hand on Andrews nose Andrew gagged on charles bloodied and gored filled fingers. He could taste coppery blood in his mouth! Charles leaned in and whispered in Andrews ear " ain't no kinda help out there for me other than somebody putting a bullet in my brain or cutting my head off. I'm not just some psychotic killer, oh no baby I'm a fucking demon. He licked the side of Andrews face along his jawline too his earlobe and playfully bit at Andrews ear. Andrew groaned out disgustingly and began to cry, Charles took his fingers from Andrews mouth and popped him across the face. Now if you're through flapping your jaws Mr. Grady, Charles said! In a thick southern accent. I'd like to get down to business. Andrew coughed and gasped, Charles stood up now let's see what we need to do here as he walked towards Micha. Hey you awake there Mr. I didn't kill you did I charles said in a mocking laugh! Micha groaned and Charles bent his head towards his mouth as if too listen to him speak. "Huh what was that charles said laughing I can't hear you hoss" he reached up and grabbed Micha by the hair and snatched his head down violently Micha screamed out. I said fuck you just kill me already you demented hillbilly fuck! Charles looked shocked for a moment " hmmm is that right? You think I'm gonna be quick about this? Why should I be huh? What If I wanna make you suffer like your boyfriend did. I like to take my time and do things slow, just ask my husband over there as charles nodded towards Andrew. Andrew rolled his eyes in disgust nah man I don't know I really just don't know if I'm gonna be able to kill you or not see i already made my sacrifice. I don't think HE will be wanting another one from me in awhile! But I did have an idea I was intending to show my husband the ropes I wanted him to become a part of this! Andrew slowly looked towards Charles and micha. With a sick realization he knew what charles was talking about he knew what he had made him bring Micha down to the basement for; he wanted him to kill and sacrifice Micha too whatever demon he worshiped.
January 24th. McCall Texas.
Helen grant sat in the booth of the roadside diner her husband had stopped at she looked out the window at the highway and the cars going by. Honey did you hear? me she heard her husband say. Helen looked over at her husband slowly no dear I'm sorry, Martin grant reached over and grabbed his wife's hand. Hun what's the matter he said in a empathic voice, nothing Helen said what were you saying dear? I was saying we should be getting to Annabelle in about an hour. I think we have to go to the Police department first they'll have some questions; Olivia said she was gonna be at home all day so she can be by the phone in case Andrew calls..... Helen snatched her hand away from her husband and started crying in small sobs. Honey come on we have to be strong we can't break down now our son is out there! Oh Martin, Helen said do you think our baby really stands a chance with that monster look at what he did to him back in October he was in the hospital for almost two weeks. And look at what he's done to all those other people our son is probably dead Martin! Helen had said in a loud almost hysterical voice. People were starting to stare at Helen and martin, Helen maybe you should calm down people are starting to stare! Helen shrieked out NO MARTIN I WILL NOT CALM DOWN OUR SON IS PROBABLY DEAD, HE WAS KIDNAPPED BY SOME GODDAMMNED KILLER, ONE THE SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT OF ANNABELLE TEXAS KNEW ABOUT FOR MONTHS BUT DIDN'T DO SHIT TO PROTECT OUR SON OR ANYONE ELSE! Helen Helen please let's just wait for Deshawn out in the van OK? Helen stood up no no you stay here wait for him to come out of the bathroom I'll go to the van. Helen got up and walked out of the restaurant and to their van! She opened the passenger door of the van got her pack of menthols out of the glove box and lit one up. She hadn't smoked in nearly eleven years but she needed one in this moment, she had always tried to be a good mother to her three children and now to her nephew. But she wondered where she went wrong so wrong, her son had been sleeping with a mass murderer for weeks and she had not known they may have very well been sleeping together when they came to fort Wayne. A killer who had murdered her own aunt her mothers sister, which honestly to Helen was no great loss Aunt Paula was finally in heaven with whatever God she worshipped so strongly. But Andrew what about her baby boy was there something she could've done differently that could've prevented this whole thing. Maybe if she had been stricter with him and his sisters, her sister Yvonne had always told her she let her children have too much freedom. " you raise your children like they're white Yvonne had once told her when they were at their mother's house. You let them spend the night at all these folks houses and pretty much do what they want! Shit you think mama and daddy would've let us do that? Helen had just shaken her head no but I'm not raising six kids on a dead end budget like mama and daddy were either von. I want the kids to have what I didn't have, mhmm Yvonne had said well when they make you cry you'll be wishing you had listened to someone. Maybe Yvonne was right maybe if Helen had been stricter none of this had happened maybe had she been like her own mother and hit the kids when they showed the slightest signs of willfulness. Andrew would be safe at his school right now, but Helen also remembered that her mothers strictness was what caused her to leave the house at age 17 in 1975 and never look back for five years. And she never wanted to be like that with her kids, sure they might not have turned out OK but they were her babies regardless. And she was going to fight like hell to get Andrew back and have her family be whole again. Just then Martin and Deshawn came out of the restaurant martin walked up to her, are you OK hel, he asked in a cautious voice " he hasn't called me hel in almost 40 years she thought" yeah she said I'm fine let's get to Annabelle and get this over with and find Andrew, she smiled at her husband and nephew and got into their mini van.
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Switch Blade Romance
Horrorin August Andrew met the boy of his dreams. By September his friends started dying. By the end of the month Andrew was fighting for his life, by January he would know the meaning of true terror.
