It was a warm summer day. The birds were chirping, the dogs were barking, and the sun was going down for the night. Sam was walking onto his street from gaming all day with his friend, Kadyn. When he was walking home, he saw someone down the street, watching him. He continued to walk, trying to ignore him, but he kept watching. Later that night, when he was sleeping in his room, he heard a sound. It woke him up with a fright, he looked out the window and saw nothing. He tried to go back asleep. As he drifted off...slowly...he heard his name being called from outside the window. He woke up again and looked outside once more, this time he saw who it was. He saw an elderly man staring, calling his name. "Sam, Sam, come out and play with Ol'Rusty and Busty" he said. Sam grabbed his bow and arrows and ran outside with his dog behind him. When he got outside, he wasn't there. He woke up in the morning a bit creeped out. He got dressed and ate cereal. He waited for Kadyn and Kadyn's dad to pick him up for school.
As they were riding to school, Sam was frantically explaining what happened the night before to Kadyn. "*Sigh* Sam, you're probably just overreacting. There is no one talking to you, it's just you and your crazy psychopathic mind." Again someone calls Sam's name. "Did you hear that? There it is! He's calling my name again. I don't know what he wants from me." Just be quiet, okay... jeez".
When Sam was walking home that day, the man jumped out and grabbed him by the neck. Sam tried to fight back, but he couldn't breath, he was being choked. The world started to fade out. "Hmmm, crispy" was all Sam heard before he.........he.................
(New setting, Sam is in a basement tied up)
Sam started to wake up. When he regained consciousness, he noticed that he was in a basement, and that he was tied to a chair. He heard footsteps coming down into the basement. "I hope you're ready Sam," said the old man while walking down the steps in what appeared to be a leopard print robe, but Sam still couldn't tell because his eyes were dilated. "Who are you?" asked Sam, he was extremely pissed about the fact that he was tied up in an old man's basement. "Well Sam, I'm Herbert, Some people call me Herbert the Pervert, but you can call me Herby" said Herbert the Pervert. "Hell no, I'll never call you 'Herby' in a million years you disgusting, petifile, creep!" said Sam. "Well, you can call me Papa then," said Herbert the Pervert. "What! I'm not gay! That's like calling you 'Daddy'!" "Well" said Herbert "That's even better. Just call me Daddy."
Sam sits there, staring at Herbert, in disgust, and a little delusional. "I will not call you anything, especially not daddy." Herbert shrugs. "You'll come around someday. You know what, I'll just keep you here until I get what I want." Sam stares at Herbert with an intent of escape. All of a sudden Herbert sighs. "Have you ever just wanted somebody so bad, but can't have them, maybe because they do want you, or...like Alex....they have to move?" Sam gasps in amazement that Herby...I mean Herbert, knows as much as he does. "How do you know about Alex?!" Herbert gives Sam a confused look. "What do you mean, I know everything about you guys. You were together for, I believe, three years. You gave her many rings, and you were destined to be married. That's one reason I wanted you so much, because I couldn't have you." Herbert chuckles and pulls up a chair. "You see, I have you tied up, but hopefully not for long. I would like to take you somewhere else."
Sam looks up at Herbert. "I will not go anywhere with you, other than the police so I can report you. Or...my basement." Herbert gets this look of excitement. "Your basement....would you tie me up....?" Sam immediately gets an idea, he will Tie Herbert up, then get him excited for nothing, then go get his knives...all of them. Many different ones mean many different things. "Ok, so let's go to MY basement then." Herbert unties Sam, and follows Sam to his house. "Well, we're here" says Sam. "Hmmmm.....crispy" says Herbert the Pervert. Out of the corner of Herbert's eye, he saw a lonely boy by the couch. "Who are you?" Says Herbert. "Well...umm, I'm not supposed to tell anyone who I am." "Well, you can tell me." Says Herbert with a wink. "Well, i guess I'll tell you, my name is Hunter." "Well Hunter, that's a nice name, little boy. Say, how about you join me and Sam over here and go down to the basement with us" said Herbert to Hunter. "Okay" said Hunter.
When Sam tied Herbert to a chair(and Hunter to the same chair so that Hunter would also be torchered) he said that he was going to "slip into something more comfortable". Of course though, Herbert made a sexual comment "How about me...i'm comfortable." Hunter shoots Herbert a look. "Why does it have to be you, why not me?" Sam just smiles, and runs off to his weapon room. His plans to coat them in oil, and tell them it's just lube. Then he will light it on fire, and watch them slowly burn. When Sam came back, he saw Herbert doing something to Hunter. And Hunter seemed to like it. Sam just watches them for a moment, in complete denial. Is this really happening...in my basement? Sam thinks to himself. What have I gotten myself into? "Ok guys." says Herbert "Let's get this party started." "I'll deal with you later, Hunter" says Herbert as he gives him a wink. Sam coats them in gasoline. Herbert has a moment of confusion. "What's this for?" Sam just smiles. "You'll see." He lights the gasoline, and into flames they burst.
I'm glad that's over. But as Sam is watching the flames grow, he sees Hunter stand up, and walk out of the fire. "You think that you can tie me down, and burn me alive. I am tired of you torturing me, since the day we met. Now...it's your turn." Hunter grabs Sam's arm, and leads him upstairs, and outside. Then he takes Sam to the most busy place in town. "Ok Sam. You think that you can use and abuse me, but no longer." Hunter looks at Sam...and kisses him, right in front of everyone. "That's hot" says Herbert "so is this fire, but you know, still hot". "What! How are you still alive!" said Hunter and Sam at the same time. "Well, in World War 2, I was captured by the Germans and I was raped, whipped, burned, drowned, beaten, had chemicals of gas bombs tested on me, and I dropped the soap, sometimes on purpose, but still survived. I have a mechanical heart that allows me to regenerate."
Sam looks at Hunter, and they both decide to run. As they take off in the same direction, Herbert starts to slowly walk after them. "I wish that he actually died, Sam." Sam looks at Hunter, grabs his arm, and pulls him into an alleyway while Herbert wasn't looking. "Hunter...I need to tell you something." Hunter peaks around the corner, hoping that Herbert isn't anywhere close to them. Actually, Herbert was walking away, heading in the direction of his house. "Hunter." Hunter jumps around to look at Sam. "Yeah Sam, what do you want?" "Umm...let's not talk here. I don't wanna say anything in public." Hunter looks around the corner again, just to see if Herbert is still there. He isn't he's gone." "Hunter, follow me" said Sam.
After an hour of Sam leading Hunter, they finally come to this open field. Far far away from society. "Hunter...I need to tell you something." "You have said that multiple times, but haven't said anything." "I know, It's just," "Your just what?" "I'm just secretly, gay..... for you". There was a long silence. "Same" said Hunter. "What?" asked Sam. "I said 'same', I've been gay for you since middle school. The reason that I've been such an asshole to you is because I've liked you.". "So is it decided, are we going to quit our current relationships to be with each other?" "Yes, we will" and with that they kissed.
