The Sculpture

Welcome to EDITION #82 OF CREEPS CASTLE FIENDS! GORE HERE IN TIME for some famous SLOP ART hee-hee-hee-hee-hee. I, your PUTRID-PAINTER, CREEPS, have an ART AX-HIBIT to take you kids to that has...

A crook smoked a pipe as he stood in an art museum out, in Chicago, Illinois back in 1951. He whistled Turkey In A Straw and observed the classic art of the room. A security guard walked into the room, as the crook stole Vincent Van Gogh's painting Starry Night, and yelled: "STOP!" at him. The crook shot the security guard, wounding his arm and causing him to scream, grab it and fall. The crook stuck his pistol into his pants-pocket and the security guard draw his own gun then, but the crook ran out the door. All of a sudden, a sculpture came to life, flying over to the security guard from its pedestal in the room. The art sculpture had: huge black bat-like wings, black hair and a thin, golden body, with long, black claws on its toes and fingers. The security guard gasped at it in horror, but the living-monster-sculpture growled in a high-pitched tone and put its clawed-hand on his wounded-arm. As he closed his eyes, grunting in pain, the sound of the monster-sculpture pulling the bullet out of his arm was heard accompanied by its growling. Then, the security guard looked, and saw that it had healed his arm. The monster-sculpture gave him an eerie-grin, showing its black fangs, blinking its small solid-white eyes, and flew out an open-window, growling away.

The crook ran to another building through two alleyways in the day, and tried the doorknob. The door opened, being unlocked, and the criminal ran into the building with the painting. He latched the door and walked quietly through the empty office-building. As he saw the flickering-lights, the crook whistled Turkey In A Straw again. There was the sudden growl of the living-monster-sculpture from somewhere within the abandoned building and the crook gasped in surprised-horror, running into a corner then. The lights flickered and he heard the flapping of the thing's wings along with its growling. The crook set the painting down, against a wall and ran into another section of the building. It was darker with the lights being dim and the flapping of the wings and the monster-sculpture's growling grew closer. Then, the gold-skinned-thing came flying directly at the crook and attacked him. He screamed in fear as the living-monster-sculpture clawed at his neck and head, growling insanely. The creature bit into the thieve's throat with its black fangs, making him scream louder in pain and terror. The lights close to them went out and he screamed within the dark spot of the place. The sounds of the monster-sculpture gnawing on his flesh were heard, then the sounds of the ripping of flesh was heard. The crook's screams stopped, and just the ripping and gnawing noises were heard then. Sometime later, monster-sculpture, the monster-sculpture grabbed the stolen painting, growling in its creepy high-pitched tone, its small pure-white eyes glaring at it.

Later, the living-monster-sculpture was flying up in the sky, growling away, carrying a skeleton within its clawed-hands. The security guard was standing in the same room of within the art museum. He walked out, into the hallway and heard the flapping of wings and the growling of the sculpture. He gasped in fear and heard something being put on the wall within the room, then heard the flapping of wings and growling stop. Hesitantly, the security guard walked back into the room drawing his gun. He sighed in relief and smiled. "Thank you!" he said to the sculpture of the thing. The monster-sculpture stood still upon its pedestal. The painting was back up, on the wall, but in the lifeless-sculpure's hands, was the laid the skeleton of the crook.

Hee-Hee-Hee-Hee. Well, ART-LOVERS, what a MONSTER-PIECE the sculpture was eh? The creature was quite BIG IN STATUE! But it just VAN GOGH-S TO SHOW YOU, that its protective of the other art ha-ha-ha-ha!