Beyond The Wall

Ah, welcome Kiddies. This FINAL-FESTERING-FABLE, is about a woman and her BOOFRIEND who get a FRIGHT A SURPRISE, from...

An older man drank a bottle of Scotch one night, back in November of 1901, within the parlor of a cottage up, in southern-New Hampshire. As he stood by the parlor-window, a younger lady came into the room and he kissed her cheek, as she stood by him. "Good evening, Mary, my dear. Have a Scotch my love" he said to her and smiled. "Good evening Timothy. Please honey" Mary replied to him. Timothy walked over to a small desk, and grabbed another bottle of Scotch from on it, then gave it to Mary. "Thank you Timothy darling" she said to him, opened the bottle and drank some Scotch. Mary walked out of the parlor and Timothy looked out the parlor-window at a stone wall within the side yard. Meanwhile, Mary walked out, onto the front porch of the cottage, drinking her bottle of Scotch. She saw a younger man, sitting in a rocking-chair. "Good evening my dear. Is our plan for your Husband still intact?" the younger man asked Mary. "Good evening, Walter, yes it is indeed darling" she replied to him, leaned down and kissed him on the lips then.

"Timothy is fifty-five years old. I had married him five years ago due to his money. But since I am thirty-five years old, I need a younger man than him, Walter my dear" Mary explained. "Yes, and I am thirty-four years old, Mary. His fortune and this fancy cottage shall be ours soon" Walter said, replying. "Yes darling" Mary said. She went back into her cottage and Timothy walked out of their parlor, drinking more of his Scotch from out of his bottle. As Mary went into the kitchen, Timothy walked out the front door and over to the stone wall within their side yard. He looked over it, and Walter ran up behind him, hitting him in the back of his head with the side of an axe, knocking Timothy out. Mary ran out of the cottage and over to Walter. She and Walter tied up Timothy with three ropes. When Timothy came to, he was sitting against the stone wall, and looked up at Mary and Walter. "Good evening Timothy darling. This is my Lover, Walter" Mary explained to him. "Mary, you have been unfaithful to me!" he replied to her, shocked. As Timothy writhed within the ropes, Walter and Mary picked him up and threw him over the stone wall. Timothy landed on his back in the grass and screamed in pain. Walter climbed over the wall with the ax and stood up, above Timothy, raising it in the air then.

Timothy screamed in horror and there suddenly were the sounds of high-pitched squeaking around him and Walter. Within the moonlight, a large group of huge larvae-like creatures crawled on four bright-yellow-crab-like legs to Walter then. The larvae-like creatures were as big as dogs, and a golden-color. They all had mouths on the one end of them, squeaking away. Walter looked around the circular-stone wall which surrounded him, Timothy and the many larvae-like monsters. He screamed in horror at them. The gold-colored-larvae-like monsters attacked Walter, three of them jumping onto the sides of him, making him fall on his side into the grass. As they squeaked and bit his head, he waved the axe back and forth, screaming. Timothy looked from side to side, laughing away. More and more larvae-like things jumped on Walter, covering him, biting him everywhere. Finally, all sixty of the monsters closed in around Walter then, squeaking wildly, attacking him, biting his hair, his limbs, his flesh. Meanwhile, Mary looked beyond the wall and screamed in terror at the sight. Walter dropped the ax and was killed. The larvae-like monsters with bright yellow crab-like legs gnawed on his dead body, also making sucking-sounds, accompanied by their squeaking. Mary hesitantly hopped over the wall, grabbed the ax and rose it up above Timothy's face. Timothy gasped in fear and one of the dog-sized-larvae-like creatures attacked Mary, knocking her over on her side, as she screamed, dropping the ax. She rolled over onto her back and the larvae-like monster squeaked wildly at her, then bit her face with its cavernous-mouth. She screamed over and over, he screaming was accompanied by the thing's squeaking, gnawing and sucking. As Timothy writhed back and forth, another larvae-like monster crawled over to him and gnawed the three ropes in half, squeaking wildly. Then it went back to the large group. Timothy got free, stood up and climbed over the wall. Mary was killed and the larvae-like monster continued eating her dead body then. Timothy looked beyond the wall and smiled, as the things squeaked, gnawed and sucked wildly on the two fresh corpses within the light of the moon.

What a FEAST OF A FABLE that one was eh, Kiddies? Good thing for Timothy that he decided to LARVAE TREAT for them since they saved him aha-ha-ha-ha-ha! As for poor Walter and Mary, they sure became TASTY GORE-D'OEUVRES hee-hee-hee. See you NEXT SLIME!