7 - Pumpkin Patch

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With a heavy sigh, Henry wiped the sweat that formed like beads on his forehead with the back of his hand. The crisp cold air wasn't enough to keep his body heat down from the work he'd been doing. He shoved the shovel into the dirt under his feet and looked around at the pumpkins surrounding him.

"Fuckin' hell" he mumbled to himself. He slowly lowered himself down onto a larger pumpkin and sat on its sturdy structure. He lifted a water bottle from the side of the same pumpkin and opened it before lifting it to his lips and chugging it down.

He stared at the hole that he had just created and a grin twitched at his lips. After a few seconds of resting, he stood up and looked around. The coast was still clear.

He knelt down by a wrapped figure and slowly moved the sheet to the side. There, Ben Hanscom's lifeless face appeared. Henry slowly smirked and ran his bloody thumb over Ben's face.

"Ah, tits... Should've let me cheat huh?" he laughed darkly. He then pulled the sheet back over Ben's face, stepped over his lifeless body, then kicked him down the deep hole. He listened to the thuds that came from his body colliding with the dirt.

He smiled and whistled to himself as he started shoveling dirt back into the hole...covering Ben's body. When he was done, he smoothed the surface then wiped his sweaty and bloody face.

"See ya tits" he called out lightly. He carefully rolled a large pumpkin over the spot where he buried Ben then headed back toward the car.

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