Thread: Texas Chainsaw: Rebuilding the Family (Snake & WisperOfTheFireFly's_X)

Heather Arriving in Newt, the woman known as Heather, pondered where this house she is inheriting actually is. She felt like she was obliged to look for it, but after days on the road, her stomach told her different. Heather pulled her truck over to the side of the road as least it was portrayed as a road. In reality, it was a blanket of litter and sorrow. Climbing out of her truck, Heather felt the crunch of broken glass underneath her feet causing her to look down. Upon scanning the floor, a newspaper was trapped between her damp brown boots and the rubble of the earth. The headline reads LEATHERFACE ALIVE! Accompanied by a capture of a hulking figure in a distance, Heather sees this as nothing and assumes it is a subliminal promotion for a new movie. She smiles and says to herself, Looks good Locking her truck, Heather wonders around the town, trying to find a diner or even a littler corner shop, right now she would settle for a bag of chips. She walks down a street that looks as if it should be active but no one walks it, only a stereotypical tumbleweed Typical Texas she giggless under her breath. She sees an advertisement board at the end of the street that looks like it reads The Wet Newt. She looks amused and relived as she believes she has found a diner or caf even a bar would do. She continues on, looking at the buildings around her all boarded up. Wooden planks crossing the decomposing doors and the jaggered edged windows. A look of worried is sprayed over Heather as thinks nice thoughts on why they were closed down. This was only a ploy to take her mind of the structures that look like they were built for this new Leatherface film she saw. She finally reaches the end of the street and enters the now confirmed bar. Upon entry she notices the whole bar is nothing but men or so she thinks. All the mens focus is turned to her due to her unparalleled beauty. Though the mens eyes are attached to her breasts in her small white tank top and her perfectly shaped behind being amplified by her skinny jeans. She is greeted by a barrage of wolf whistles and rude statements by the occupants. She looks shy but she feels worried as she takes a seat at the bar. Hello, do you - - do you do any food? she cautiously asks. Heh heh, well missy, I got a nice big sausage for ya! he insinuates as his dirty face laughs at her. She looks petrified and gets up to run out but before she can, a plate is slid across the bar. The plate is full of fries and different sauces, which Heather cant resist. She looks in the direction of where the plate came from and sees this young boy sitting at the final spot next to the wall. He is sipping his bear whilst propping himself up on the bar. T-thanks she looks at him and smiles. He or so she has assumed, just looks out the corner of his eye and winks. The barman looses attention as he goes into the backroom. The boy gets up and leaves the bar as Heather continues to gobble down the food that he provided her. She imminently took a liking to him because of his silent nature that almost mimicked her. After finishing the meal, Heather does not need to pay as the silent on first impression boy already did. She leaves the bar, once again gaining the focus of the male attendance. She walks back down the way she came from and enters her truck. She drives off to find the estate but as she passes the bar, but as she passes the bar she sees the boy leaning on the wall just outside the doorway, talking to a man from the bar