The Mascot Massacre

WARNING
 This story contains disturbing content, violent imagery, heavy language and signs of abuse. If you don’t like any of those things, this probably isn’t the story for you. You have been warned.
Hey there again, it’s been awhile hasn’t it? We’ve got another blog post to share, this time of the previous writer’s sister. The previous writer’s name is Giles Waters, and his sister’s name is Lacy Waters. They’ve been found brutally murdered, and the answers are in Lacy’s blog. Here’s the original post, unedited.
Hey guys, it’s me Lacy again. It’s been a crazy day today, and I need to get it off my chest. As many of you know, my brother Giles has been missing for nearly a year. He went missing around October of last year, and it’s currently June. Me, my parents, my brother’s friend Eric and a bunch of towns’ folk have been looking for him for nearly everyday since he was pronounced missing. However, my father didn’t seem to care as much as we did for some reason.
The last time anyone has heard of him, was when someone broke into his house and his called with 911 has since been leaked. The person in question who broke into his house and kidnapped him, goes by “The Mascot.” The reason for this is because he’s usually spotted wearing one of four suits: Mickey Mouse, Homer Simpson, SpongeBob SquarePants and a black and white Mario suit. 
He has been suspected of kidnapping and possibly killer over 30 people from 1999 to 2017. (now) I remember the day Giles went missing. He went to my mother’s house to get a VHS tape that contained a hijacking from 2001. He had also asked me to turn the tape into a dvd, as the tape wouldn’t work. When he went to the library for research, The Mascot broke into his house and stolen the dvd. Then in the middle of the night, a neighbor of Giles reported a Homer Simpson costume breaking in through his back door.
He was then dragged into a black truck, and was never seen again. Now before anyone says “Oh, well why didn’t the neighbor help?” The neighbor was an elderly man, who could have gotten himself killed. What didn’t make this easy, was my parents blaming each other for his kidnapping. My parents haven’t really liked each other since they gotten divorced. They divorced when I was 8, and Giles was 10. I remember the night that they agreed to split up. Giles was at Eric’s house for a sleep over, so he was lucky enough to not hear my parents yelling at each other. I remember peaking my head in the kitchen to hear what they were saying, and it wasn’t pretty.
I remember almost every word spoken, with my dad yelling “Oh you stupid BITCH! You must think I’m STUPID?!? “I know about all of the affairs you’ve had! “When are going to tell Giles? “Or will I have to do it myself!” My mother then remarked “Oh please, like your any better! “I only did what I did, because of the many times I’ve found drunk with other WOMEN!” “I thought I made the right choice marrying you!” “Clearly I chose wrong.” “Well you DID choose wrong!” Luckily there was nothing physical, and it mostly ended there.
My mother got custody of me, while dad got custody of Giles. Apparently my father did hurt Giles a few times, but all he did was smack him. I’m glad it was just that, and not anything worse. I’m not happy he got hurt, but it could have been WAY worse, knowing how pissed my father can get. Anyways, I had just gotten home from a long day at Family Video, when I opened my mail box. There was an envelope from an address that I didn’t recognize. Inside was a VHS tape with “For Lacy” written on it.
”Oh great, another prank,” I groaned. Ever since Giles went missing, there have always been some people who have sent me hate mail. I always suspected that these were from people who have lost people they loved from The Mascot, and were just doing this to make themselves feel better. I dug up my old VCR from my attic and set it up in the living room. The tape contained a few commercials, before it jarringly cut to a message saying a special episode of SpongeBob was coming up. I began to tear up, as SpongeBob was me and Giles favorite show. The first 3 seasons, and first movie to be exact. 
When the “episode” started, it played the intro, however there was no singing, just the sound of seagulls. It then cut to where SpongeBob played his nose, and a flute sound plays. However even when SpongeBob disappeared, the flute noise played 3 more times. It then cut to a terribly made title card. The background was of the doodlebob from the show’s logo. The episode was named “Humans.” When the episode started, it showed the main trio’s houses, only shrouded in darkness, with a slight breeze being heard. Then a man’s voice spoke, however it sounded like they were speaking through a very low quality microphone. Luckily, the person who made it were kind enough to put on screen subtitles. 
The person speaking said, “Humans, defined as related to or characteristic of people or human beings.” “Humans are delicate and fragile things. Some can handle anything, while others break under too much pressure. “Lacy. “I know you’ll watch this. “Quit searching for answers. “The more you look, the more it will hurt.” SpongeBob then slowly appeared on screen. His eyes were completely black, and he had a sad expression on his face, with his teeth showing. The sounds of people laughing and enjoying themselves was heard.
Then after a while, the happy sounding people then turned into the sound of people screaming in pain and agony. SpongeBob’s face then turned into a demented smile as what looked like blood leaked from his mouth. “So original.” I thought to myself sarcastically. His body was violently shaking before the scene cut to a recording. It showed someone recording a building burning, as the faint sounds of screaming could be heard. The person had a radio playing “TipToe Through the Tulips” by Tiny Tim. The music only seemed to get louder, and before I knew it, the screams were fully drowned out by that fucking unsettling song. The tape finally ended as I sat there, dumbfounded. Not because of the homemade episode, but rather the message towards me, and the recording of the burning building. I decided to look up the address on google maps to find out who sent it to me.
My only idea was that it was the killer who sent it to me, but I couldn’t be too sure. It was around 7:00pm, but I didn’t care. I needed to find out who gave me this. After using google maps to find the address, I was shocked as to what it was. It was a log cabin that my dad had built. We use to go there a lot before my parents divorced. I completely forgotten as to why I was there in the first place, as memories flooded my mind as I entered the abandoned cabin. Everything was just as we left it, but I noticed a bad smell coming from somewhere. I figured it was just the rotting wood, and food we left behind, but this was worse than both of those combined. 
I decided to check the basement, and the smell only got worse. The basement of the cabin was just a medium sized room with a little closet next to the stair case, where he hung coats in. When I got into the basement, I looked over to a stack of boxes by the wall, which was probably where the smell was coming from. I moved the boxes over, to reveal a crawl space I had never seen before. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but it was worse than I could have ever expected. There was small room at the end of the crawl space, and when I got into it, I screamed my soul out. In the room were five corpses, all in various states of decay. But I was mainly focused on one body in particular. The corpse of my brother.
He had slashes and bruises all over his body, with a giant cut on his stomach with some of his insides hanging out. I quickly made a beeline for the stair case, but something made me stop dead in my tracks. In the closet, were costumes, MASCOT costumes. They were Mickey Mouse, Homer Simpson, SpongeBob SquarePants and a black and white Mario suit, all stained with blood. Then all of a sudden, the Mario suit sprang up, grabbing a bloody sledgehammer from the ground, and stood in front of the stairs. The person in the suit then spoke, and it was the last voice I wanted to hear: my father’s. He said in a quiet and intimidating tone, “You know too much, and I can’t let you leave.” Tears then started streaming out of my eyes, but these were out of anger and confusion.
I asked him a simple question: why? He then said back, “Sorry, but I couldn’t hear you. Could you speak up dear?” “I SAID WHY! WHY DID YOU DO ALL OF THIS!?! YOU KILLED ALL THOSES INNOCENT PEOPLE FOR NO REASON! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHYYYY!?! He then calmly said, “I’ve felt dead inside for decades, and killing makes me feel alive again. “It just feel’s right.” I still had another question to ask, tho. WHY DID YOU KILL GILES!?! WHY DID YOU KILL MY BROTHER, YOUR OWN SON!??! He then snapped back at me, “Have you ever wondered why his eyes were green instead of brown? Well, your bitch of a mother cheated on me, and had Giles with one of her coworkers. “HE was never your brother, and he was NEVER my son.” He said coldly.
I was desperately looking around for any way of escaping, but my father said, “There’s no way out, so just accept your fate, and join your brother. “Don’t worry about your mother. She’ll be joining you two VERY soon.” I the noticed a hammer on the ground next to me. Thinking quickly, I through the hammer at him, hitting him square in the face. I then quickly pushed him out of the way as I ran up the stairs, and out of the cabin. He then angrily yelled, “AGH YOU’RE GETTING IT NOW YOU LITTLE SHIT!” I looked behind me, and saw him, still in the costume with a sledgehammer in one hand, with the other reaching out trying to grab me. 
After a bit of running, I noticed we were at the edge of town. I don’t think my father thought I was going to make it, as he laughed, “I’VE GOT YOU NOW!” Using all my energy, I dash through the trees, into a parking lot. I collapsed to my knees, and looked over to see my father heavily breathing by the tree line. We both looked at each other for what felt like hours, but in reality was probably only a few seconds. He then turned around, and walked back into the forest. I then quickly rushed home, locked all doors and windows, went to my room and started writing this.
I don’t know why I haven’t called the police yet, but I’m about to. I just still can’t believe that my father was capable of MURDER. All I have to do is call the cops, and this whole nightmare can be over. Wait, I just heard something at my back door.
The last thing we have to show, is a leaked 911 phone, containing Lacy’s final moments.
(Phone line ringing)
“911 what’s your emergency?”
(whispers) “Hi my name is Lacy Waters, and I know who The Mascot killer is. It’s my father, and he’s in my house tying to kill me. I’m currently hiding in my closet.”
”Don’t worry ma’am, officers are on there way to your location as we speak.”
(distant crash)
”Lacy, where the FUCK are you!?!
(whimpers) please hurry, I don’t have much time left.
”Don’t hurry, officers are almost there.
(close banging, followed by a doorknob falling.)
”Lacy, I know your hiding in here somewhere… AHA there your are you little brat!
”NO NO. STAY AWAY. GET BACK. AHHHHHHH HELP!
(phone line disconnects)
Lacy Waters, and her mother Suzan Waters were found dead in their homes. They were both brutalized, with cuts, broken bones and glass shards all over their bodies. There was also a note found by Suzan’s body that read, “No matter how hard you look, you’ll never find me. Sincerely, Richardson Waters, aka The Mascot.”
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