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Posted by Cal McDonald
on 4/10/2009, 12:52 am
12.36.189.62
Growing up with what would seem to be a suicide go to life, Cal McDonald, has
struggled to organize life and crime to keep his sanity. His stint as a police officer was halted with his excessive use of illegal drugs. Within his struggle, he has made company with ghouls to help him solve cases. His graphic portrayal of life is that of a madman trapped in the center of Manhattan .
Armed with his “friends” (ghouls and cocaine) Cal will need to step up his ability to think straight, and make the right decision. Will he let the drug use and paranormal activity rule his life?
“Pendulum stops and falls away
Life sifted through like sand
Storms of summer rain
Flooding lifelines in our hands
Our skin of blood and bone
Gently close to dust and blows
Our home of blood and bone
Pulls through the ground and so.
Unstoppable.
These feelings of loss
So unstoppable…”
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Crime Square pt 2
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“I don’t know where to begin with this…” Mo’lock just stood conflicted that maybe this WAS the return. But what happened? Why? Who?
“Jonny Singleton was in my class, Cal.”
“He was an out of sorts type kid who always kept to himself. Youngest of three boys, and very different from the other two, prep football dominating juggernauts. We all heard rumors Jonny was abused as a child. Mentally AND physically. Johnny would come to school dressed in black. Nails painted”
“Hmm” Cal gathered his thoughts. “Anything else?”
“Yeah. We used to make fun of the kid, beat him up.”
“Really?” Cal ’s tone changed a bit.
“When we went to middle school it was rumored Jonny had gotten himself into worshiping Satan, and became a Wiccan or something. No one really knows the truth. The beatings never stopped though.”
“Until that day….
“What happened Mo’? Did the freak lose it and end up shooting his whole family?”
“BINGO!” Mo’ Lock said.
“It was a fall Friday afternoon and Jonny, nor his brothers, showed up for School. Well to make a long story short, the cops went to the house to check it out the next day and the scene was much like St. Anthony’s. Bodies were slain with their eyes ripped out. One of the sons was missing though.”
“Could it have been the father of the little girl???”
“Exactly what I was thinking Cal . I think this guy is trying to rub out any evidence of family he has left.”
“And for Jonny?” Cal lit up a smoke, it wasn’t the greatest but at least it wasn’t a line of ice..
“Johnny Singleton was never seen after that day. He was taken in under the name of Crestian, and the power of an unholy demon. I’ve seen him in strange places, just as he was in school, always keeping to himself. He never talked to any other demons or ghouls, just always seemed to be thriving in pain”
“Weird. Speaking of pain, give me 3 of those pills Mo’.”
“Come on Cal , try to stop this S#!% eh?
“I’m not in the mood for any of your preaching, just give me the god damn pills man.”
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RINNNNNNNNG!
“Yeah?”
“ Cal , it’s Alias.”
“I’ve got some info for you Davis . Seems this demon wants to snuff out his family. Years of bad blood have driven him into a hateful blood thirsty tyrant.”
“You don’t say? His own niece eh? Well we’ve got a name on her, Heather Singelton. Seems she has been located but we’re working on it. Any idea where she might be?”
Heather Singleton was very gothic herself. Believed also to be apart of witchcraft and satanic rituals. She had a way about her. Always seeming to fall deeper into the dark.
“Yeah, I’ve got my suspicions.”
‘You really think she go back to?”
“Yeah, meet me 14334 E. 155th
There was a bit of silence and delay.
“The old apartment building eh Cal ?”
“Yeah but how did you kn…?”
“I did some research. I’ll meet you there in a half an hour Cal .”
“Why would she go back?”
“Well after the incident, they closed the building. And we’ve busted many satanic organizations there performing rituals and sacrifices. The building is tractor beam for spiritual turbulence.”
“Christ. It’s starting to add up. Crestian has a target on her…”
Cal went to grab a bite to eat, some short order diner down by Vessey and 150th. Mo’Lock road shotgun…
TBC
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