WILL YOU SURVIVE...? Book 1: Mortey The Killer Carni Clown
Author: J.D. Brown, Hexagames CEO

Chapter 10
The Beatings

July 7th 1:35pm, Strawberry County Carnival, Richfork IA

 

JAMES & JACK ran frantically until they came to an accident scene on the road, where they told cops everything that they had seen at the carnival. Squads of cars and ambulances were already leaving.

 

The two nameless tattoo-covered bikers looked down at the beaten and battered corpse of their victim, feeling a sense of pride, justice, and then disgust. Even just the thought of stealing another person bike is against any code known to any biker, especially over losing a poker game, was dishonorable! The two turned to one another, looked toward the blown up beer tent and heard JAXSON moaning and gorging in pain. The two nameless bikers knew there were three bikers last night and the biker they just beat to death was only one person.

“The screaming have to be from the other two,” a biker said. Without any more hesitation, they stomped toward the smoking tent and came across two men; one missing an arm and one missing a leg, both horrifically injured from an explosion. One conscious, one not.  The two bikers didn’t hesitate to beat JAXSON & CROWMAN out of their misery permanently, using the same objects they killed the biker with. JAXSON only screamed once and CROWMAN didn’t even make a sound, except the wheezing from his lung before exhaling his final breath.

With a finished job of justice, the two bikers threw their weapons off to the side, looked at CROWMAN & JAXSON’s beaten carcasses, and walked away toward the grassy parking lot. Just a block away was the rest of their biker gang, waiting on them and the news that ‘the thieves received their just dues’. They abandoned the stolen ambulance, leaving it where they parked it with the lights going, engine running, and full of equipment.

 

NORMAN thought about his father as he carried SCARLET toward the security tent, wondering where he was in all of this craziness. It was near the fairground’s front gate but he had to pass through the gaming area and the rides section of the carnival. NORMAN’s intention today was to break from jail, enter the carnival, find the two damned teenage girls, and beat the hell out of them. Then, after all was said and done, NORMAN, MORTEY, and their dad would leave together, with some help.

NORMAN thought about the night he was arrested. NORMAN & MORTEY went out for the night, met the two girls at a bar, and left with them to their house a half hour later. NORMAN was banging the one girl on her porch while MORTEY was inside with the other girl. This was a night NORMAN was hoping for: a fun night out with his brother. When they came back inside, NORMAN found MORTEY battered, his face horrifically cut up and bleeding, and SHA-NENE screaming in panic on her phone.

NORMAN called his father and retreated from the house with MORTEY. As the police arrived, their dad showed up a block away, collected MORTEY, and NORMAN fled on foot. NORMAN was later caught, arrested, and charged with assault, battery, and intent to kill. While in jail, their dad blamed NORMAN in a letter for MORTEY’s injuries and said their carnival job doesn’t know anything. He also explained that the girls planned and bragged about the fake assault.

All of this swarmed in NORMAN’s head as he carried SCARLET. It ended up that NORMAN didn’t have to do anything to the girls; fate did it for him. All NORMAN wanted was a night out with MORTEY and now, everything a nightmare! A new –thud– jolted NORMAN out of his mental state and he saw MORTEY with his carnival mallet over his head, standing over a guy outside the Fun House.

 

MORTEY had the mallet over his head and LEON had his hand up, as if it was going to stop the blunt assault. Inside MORTEY’s head, a voice was reminding him who LEON was:

“He was a paramedic…“,

“A helping person…“,

“He was there when we were shot…“, 

“He did nothing…“,

“He just laid there…“,

“He was with the other paramedic right behind you…”,

“Both did nothing…“.

When MORTEY snapped to reality, LEON’s chest was red, purpled, bruised and fatally dented. LEON’s face was pale and his eyes were foggy. LEON’s mouth has sprays of blood from when he coughed up his battered lungs. MORTEY’s bullet holes in his body were numb now and for a second, the voice in his head went silent.

 

R.I.P. Beer Tenant JAXSON

R.I.P. Beer Tenant CROWMAN

R.I.P. Paramedic LEON

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