A Life To Waste by Andrew Lennon Page B

me?” Dave
thought.
     
    He held his breath and kept his
chin tucked right into his chest, trying his best not to make a
sound, trying his best not to move. He braced himself, waiting for
the freak to strike. He knew any minute now that this freak was
going to grab him and drag him out from underneath the quilt of
bodies he’d been covered by.
    “better.....go.....in.....disguise”
    It was moving away, the
whistling was moving! Dave had gone unnoticed.
    “thank god” he thought.
     
    He let out a breath, as slow and
as quietly as he could. He wanted desperately to turn around so he
could see where bigfoot was. He knew that the freak had continued
down the factory but he couldn’t see what he was doing or where he
was. The anticipation was killing him.
    “for.....every.....bear.....that.....ever.....there....was”
    Dave heard a strange noise, it
was metal, sliding against something. Like the noise they make on
martial arts films when the samurai removes his sword from its
sheath.
     
    “oh shit he’s got a knife now”
Dave thought “he did see me, he just went to get a weapon, now he’s
gonna come back and get me.”
    Dave’s heart starting racing,
the fear was consuming him. This freak was going to come and kill
him now and he was just going to lie there and wait for it to
happen.
    “this is it, this is how I’m
going to die, hiding under a pile of dead bodies.”
    “No no no no, please, please
NOOOOO!!” a woman screamed.
     
    Dave breathed a sigh of relief.
His immediate thought following this was that he was a horrible
person, feeling relieved to know that the freak had gone to get a
woman instead. He couldn’t help it though, he had been given
another chance and he was happy, he wasn’t ready to die.
     
    “would....gather.....there.....for.....certain”
    The freak continued to whistle
as he was dragging this poor woman away.
    “NOOOOO! HELP!” She
screamed.
    The screaming was followed by a
loud thud, which was followed by silence.
    Dave waited a moment.
    “because.....today’s”
    The whistling was back.
    “the.....day.....the.....teddy.....bears.....have.....their.....picnic.”
     
    Dave continued to lie still,
listening to the whistling pass him and continue up the stairs. He
heard the door shut. The lights were turned off again. Dave
shuffled and slid his way out from under his hiding spot beneath
the bodies. He stayed sat for a moment and leaned against the wall.
He took deep exaggerated breaths in and out like he had been
deprived of oxygen for the past ten minutes. Eventually he regained
his composure. From his sitting position he turned and looked to
the door at the top of the stairs.
    “That other door in the
corridor” he said to himself “that’s where he’s taken that woman,
that must be the place he takes his victims to torture them.”
     
    This thought shook Dave’s
stomach again. He quickly stood up, remembering what is was he had
been sat next to on the floor.
     
    “I’ve got to figure out a way to
stop him.”
    Dave marched towards the rear
end of the factory, he was getting to the more “fresh meat” of the
production line now. Not all of these bodies were hacked up and
sewn back together yet. Some of these had just been tied up. Some
were conscious, some were not. All looked to be in a world of their
own. They had gone somewhere in their mind to escape this hell they
had found themselves in.
    Dave scanned over these “fresh”
victims. He still couldn’t see his mum. He didn’t have time to go
through each and every one of them.
    “I’ve got to stop him” He said
again.
    “I’ve got to stop him before he
hurts another person, before he gets to mum” His voice broke
as he began to cry.
    He straightened himself up, took
a deep breath.
    “There must be something around
here I can use as a weapon.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 21
     
    Dave couldn’t believe his luck.
He had marched to the rear end of the factory