The fox, the cat, and the wolf

The wolf

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Some time later

 A oily  sack tore off from my head. a iron tasting rag filled my mouth. A tall slender man with long jet black hair with a clean looking red fox mask with black eyes. He toward over me with his long black rubber gloves and red and black rubber apron. The room had a golden haze to it. I was tied to a fancy looking chair at a long oak table with six others.

  He said something in French. Blood pulsed threw my head and tears filled my eyes. He's holding a silver platter unopened it smelled of rabbit. He pulled off the sacks of the others seven in fact. He opened the silver platters to reveal several rabbit corpses decomposing and organs still showing. 

  I threw up a bit in my mouth I looked around at people two women, and five men. Tears and blood filled their faces and eyes and their moans and screamed filled the air. '' Bon appetit '' he fox man said I could feel his smile threw his mask.

  He started to hum and unravel the gags '' please enjoy I made this for you and only you '' he said as he taking out my gag. '' Hey man fuck you ! lets us go ! I have a wife ! '' I Jarred my teeth. He sat down and crossed his hands. '' Oh I have this, and this, and she has this, this means I should live '' he said chuckling. '' We all have to go someday, plus what does it matter to you you'll be dead Mr. Motto '' 

  '' And the others it's just the cycle of life, don't get angry at me friend I'm just doing my part. '' his mask's open eyes reveled his bright almost too blue eyes. '' Man fuck you, you freak you need help MENTAL help ! '' I yelled and screamed. I shook my chair with all my might. 

 '' I'm sorry Mathew I can't let you do that '' he said in a calm voice. '' Shut up, just let us go and I'll give you money, cars, women it this a ransom? ''. He put his hand on his mask to imply that my statement us impossible. 

He stood up his arms seemed to melt in his side, like a shadow. He threw his arm over stomach and bowed. '' My name is Archimedes, my good sir the fox '' He sat back down '' Please eat it be rude not too ! '' he nearly slammed his fists in the wood of the table. '' This guy is insane '' I thought

 '' I trust you have met my brother Azrael, the wolf '' he pulled his hair back. I'm speechless, in this rather nice shack, with others, and a freak, this is where I'm gonna die. I start to cry '' Please, please take my kidney just let me live   . . . ''

 '' Just eat and it will be over Mathew  . . .''  I cut him off '' HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME  ! ''. '' I have stalked my prey for many months, I know all of you your family and friends even your pets names ''. My face fell to the '' food ''.

 '' You have yet to met my third brother Achilles, the cat you'll love him '' He turned his ear to the window. He got up and walked upstairs. I shook the chair and my bound body fell to the ground. I started to crawl towards the door with the others gagged wanting to come with me. it's either me or them.

 A sick crunch slammed on my foot CRAAACK ! I looked over and bit my lip from screaming. A wide, rusty bear trap with razor blades clamped around my ankle. It's too much '' UHHHHHH GOD DAMMIT ! '' my screams echoed threw the room.

 The man this time wearing a light blue cat mask with red painted eyes rushed down the stairs. '' Come on darling you  can't fall down ! we have guests '' he said strapping me to the chair. His rubber apron switched out with a dirty pale blue jumpsuit. 

 He gun a set of small knives his his waistcoat. '' Sorry love I can't be here long '' he said grabbing a bat with barbwire. Swinging it at the others heads. Skull and bits off brain splatted on the table and on his jumpsuit. The other and I screamed and wiggled, tho this was no good.

 Brains and blood splattered over my face a tooth landed in my mouth. Soon the seven were dead and we were alone. He ran over to the window and looked out. He threw a new looking messengers bag over his back and ran to the back door. Before he did he stopped and looked at me.

 He pulled his cat mask from his right eyes. A Erie blood red eyes filled mine '' I'll see you soon hon '' his pale flesh stretched over his eye and went back in, he was winking at me. He ran out of the cabin and locked the door behind him.

 Just me and the mangled, and broken bodies and the rabbits of course. Minutes goes by then hours the night never ended. Suddenly three figure busted threw door ! Sending it off it's hinges.  I screamed at their face's. A bloody smile met my face, and then glowing eyes, then silence.

October 12, 2014 10:32 am. the Quebec woods

  Two park rangers scouted the woods as was their duty and job. The french men spoke with annoyance and one must have a hangover. Until they came across a lonely little cabin. Painted a chipping red, they continued until one stopped and threw up on the cold earth

  A man impaled on a tree with his eyes gouged out and what looked liked. The other ranger fell to his knees and called in what they saw. On the pine straw near the body in organs read '' We will find you . . .''