We Tortured Corpses

It all began on election day. Senator Alas took hold of the most powerful position at the time. He promised free healthcare, free education, and free housing for those less fortunate. He talked with a stern lip and a smooth voice that flowed like milk. There was no question he would be victorious as he was always gentle, relaxed and easy to get along with. It seemed like a pretty damn good term was coming our way, boy were we wrong.

After about six months of no problems whatsoever, strange occurrences began happening. Reports of disappearances began popping up by the hundreds, although the tension was all in one place so we thought nothing of it. Maybe a new serial killer had sprung about and was on their rampage, nothing we haven't seen before... But, that's when it changed, all of a sudden reports began booming from everywhere.

New York, Los Angeles, Vegas, Seattle, Austin, Miami, if it was a large enough city there was a guarantee people were going missing, the rate at which accelerating each day. This continued for a few months. Soon, everyone and their mothers began living in fear of the obvious dangers that lurked around their once somewhat safe cities.

Eventually, it was brought to Alas' personal attention. We expected a quick judgement, a perfect fix to this problem, and a speech worthy of cheer, something to give us hope that these crimes would cease or at the very least drop. But instead, we were met with cold and dark silence.

Alas simply dismissed the reports entirely and refused to speak about them when asked. This, of course, did not help the situation around the country, riots became the furthest thing from rare. Our once proud country became a cesspool of death and greed. No one listened to the law anymore, presidential power was laughed at. Violence was the only way anything got done. The people needed something to make the bad times go away, to feed them, to clothe them. Something to make them feel safe, or better yet, someone...