The night was long. I was lost in the forest on a cold rainy night. I walk forever. Shadows haunt me. I find Dot. shes hung by her neck from tree. Her chest is slashed open and her arms and legs are tied up like a spider web. I can see her heart, still beating.
“Please kill me.” She begged.
Silver blade cut threw her heart from behind. Her body burned away until all that was left was a skeleton. A shadow surrounded her like a cloak. She pulled the blade from her back in the form of a scythe.
“You can't save her. I will find her. I will take her soul back and claim yours a well.”
It was no longer Dot, standing before me was the one and only, grim reaper.
“I am Mortis. Death.”
He swung his scythe at me.
It felt like a million burns from hell itself burying my flesh.
I was dead.
“AH!” I woke up screaming again!
Dot sat up beside me.
“It. It was a dream.” I syed in relief and caught my breath. “Just a dream.”
Dot put her arms around me and fell asleep.
I rubbed my hand across her soft hair.
“I love you.”
I could see her smile.
I fell back asleep.
The next morning I went to my car and grabbed the straitjacket from yesterday. I rolled the sleeves up and turned it around so the buckles were in the front. This is my new stile. I drove off to my part time job.
Wednesday. Thats fucking candy day. I got call from the boss and she said I had to come in and do the wednesday shipment.
“Why me?” I asked her.
“Because I'm sick” She replied.
“You don't look sick.”
“Cough cough.”
“Don't fucking joke about that.”
“Just go do the order.” she shooed me out of her office and went back to painting her nails.
I hope she chokes on the fumes.
So as I said. wednesday is candy day. Doesn't sound bad right? Wrong. Dead wrong. On candy day we get a big shipment of boxes. Every box is filled with smaller boxes. Those boxes are filled with candy bars. Have you ever been to a gas station and see the boxes of candy bars wit the little stickers on them? The little stickers tell you the price. The candy comes without stickers. How do they get there? Thanks for asking. I sit in the back room with three things. A box cutter, all the candy boxes, and a little machine that puts the tags on. I grab the pricing gun and set the numbers.
Take out candy, squeeze, stamp, put candy on the side.
Take out candy, squeeze, stamp, put candy on the side.
Take out candy, squeeze, stamp, put candy on the side.
Take out candy, squeeze, stamp, put candy on the side.
Take out candy, squeeze, stamp, put candy on the side.
Its very annoying. Now try that with a box of thirty six bars. then a box with five of those boxes in it. Thats one hundred and eighty bars. thats just the chocolate. Do you know how many types of candy and other food a standard gas station carries? Lots.
