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Helltown Side plot
In a small room with the glowing vision tube, two damned souls, sat patiently. Robby and Donny, as they called themselves, were waiting on someone to show them how this supernatural device worked. Rob fidgeted in his seat, watching how someone walked down the dusty market filled with chatty people."What's the matter? Does your but still hurt from the party?" Don teased."Don't remind me. I gave it my all, so that this jerk could stand us up to. Where in Helltown is he? We were supposed to start ages ago," the taller man complained. Donny kept glancing at the door, restless on his uncomfortable chair. His feet swung, unable to reach the floor. "He must be busy training others. It's a time-consuming job, you know. In fact, I overheard someone saying that they are going to expand this department. Apparently, something big is about to happen," he whispered, excited."Just our luck. We went through all the pain of getting here only for some freshly fallen idiot to get it served on a silv
Helltown This is how some things work
Time went by quickly and the winter months passed. The snow had melted and, as usual on warm Saturdays, Tiffany took her children to the nearby park. Nicky, now 3, and her older brother Johnny played with their friends. While the kids ran around, mothers and nannies would talk and laughed."So how was your ski trip, Dorothy? Did the skis manage to hold up?" a well-dressed woman made a snarky remark.The woman she was talking to was shorter and stockier. Her nose scrunched up, as if offended. "Oh, Glen. If only all of us can spend our vacations avoiding our husbands, like you.""Ha! It's not my fault he has such an important job. Still, he did promise a long trip to the Bahamas to make up for it," the tall woman announced, raising her chin."Nice. We went there last year. I'm sure you are going to love it," Tiff added."Any place she can spread in her string bikini is a good place for her," Dorothy blurted, making the group of women around her gasp and giggle."Jealous?" Glen smirked a
Helltown Meet the help
After many, many showers, the traumatized man laid in his white sheet bed. Looking at the ceiling, solemn and mute, he sighed moving his head slowly. Cassandra’s hand was on his chest, keeping him warm with her body. In her cozy pajamas, she had not left his side since the horrible incident. "How are you feeling?" she spoke softly, moving only to take his empty cup away.He smiled, watching her grateful. "You really don’t need to do all this? When is the last time you rested?""What for? It’s not like I can sleep," she joked, tidying the covers."I’m serious. Why don't you go and take a walk with Teo?""And run into a chance encounter with one of those things that did this to you? No, thanks," she said sarcastically. Still, the cracks in her voice gave her away.He looked at her worried. "You do not have to torture yourself. You thought you were doing a good thing. I blame myself for not explaining things well enough before the wedding."She sighed massaging her face. "The fault is m
Helltown A window to a new reality
Tiff watched mesmerized at the glowing screen. As they waited for their father to come back from work, her son 14-year-old son was typing something while her daughter watched in the same state as her mother. The dog, a golden retriever they got three years ago, sat next to his stationary owners. With his tail apprehensively thumping, he let out a high-pitched squeal, wondering what made them this way."And when I type here, everyone can see," John said as a ‘Hello!’ popped on the computer screen. Replies dinged immediately, with seven or eight popping up on the small screen window."Awesome!" Nicky grinned staring."Yep, Josh showed me how to use it. It’s called a chat box," the boy said proud."How do you know who these people are?" his mother asked."You don't know.""What do you mean you don’t know?" Tiff frowned."Well, you see, they don’t have to give their real name. Just a username. And you can add whoever you want.""Sounds incredibly unsafe," his mother muttered."It’s not, it
Helltown Side effects
"Stop!" she yelled, finding herself back in the kitchen. Her heart pounded as she held onto the counter as if for dear life. As her breathing stabilized, still startled, she thought to herself, "Alright, this actually works." Checking on her husband, she found him in their bed sound asleep. He smiled as he usually did while dreaming. Tiff chuckled, finding out the reason for his nightly ticks."Let’s try it again," she said, this time sitting on the couch. The nervous woman repeated the incantation, saying the name of Pierce W. Snow, Sam's boss. Again, she found herself in the house and groaned. "Please don't tell me I have to walk all the way to his house," she grumbled. Getting out of the house, she felt no cold, despite her light attire. Stepping on the pavement with her bare feet, she observed the surrounding houses. Everyone was sleeping, with only the raccoons and stray cats wreaking havoc to the trashcans.Her steps felt light, as if not touching the hard concrete. She lifted h
Helltown A road familiar
A group of skeleton-like creatures gathered on one of the dump hills. Dirty and malnourished, they moved together in a futile effort of escaping the hog demons' twisted games. The skin on their bony arms was covered in bruises and crud, making them look no different from the rotten human flesh which was their only source of nourishment. Their hair, clothes and teeth have deteriorated out of existence, making it impossible to distinguish between male and female. Their humanity, if they ever had some, was long gone. At this point, they were nothing more than a band of organisms, aimlessly wandering the land they inhabited. Without even the possibility of escape, or death, they chomped on the disgusting remains, completely devoid of any emotions.The carriage with four strong servants made them scatter. They trudged through the mountains of rotting flesh, groaning and moaning. Cassandra looked through the tinted window. The familiar smell made her nose itch and her lip scrunched up. She w
Helltown Good trade?
"Why do you think I want anything?" she said, slightly tense."As I mentioned previously. I know people. I can read them like cards," he expressed with hair-raising confidence. "I know you did not come here just to catch up. You barely talked to me to begin with. And here you are, pouring your sob story, like you don't have fleets of admirers back home, gushing on your every word.""Oh! If he only knew," Jane cackled, scornfully."Be honest. What is the real reason for this unexpected visitation?"She sighed, hoisting the heavy bag from her shoulder. "You are right. The real reason I am here is to trade."Stalin glanced inside the bag and gasped with delight.The guard stood outside with his hands crossed. His coworkers were returning with the carriage. Judging by their moans, they did not handle the change from a four-wheel drive to a tricycle well.Laughter came from the dilapidated hut, swiftly turning his attention towards it.The two smiling people emerged. "I had a wonderful time
Helltown Research
Tiff’s children entered the house while their mother was reading something on the couch. "Hey, how was school?" she asked as they kiss her on the cheek."Fine. What’s that?" her 17-year-old boy asked pointing to her book."Research. I’m thinking of getting my PhD.""That’s great mom," her daughter said happy. "Finally, something exciting!"Her mother side glanced her surprised."Are you going back to college then? I hope it's not mine. You know I love you but, having your mom attend your classes is..." her son stuttered."Wouldn't that be a fun. Helping mom win the beer pong challenge," Nicky chuckled, watching his face slowly fill with dread, imagining the awkward situation."No dear. I'm not gonna embarrass you in front of your friends. I’ll be able to do most of my work from home. As a matter of fact, I already picked the topic for my thesis," Tiffany smiled."What are you going to write about?" John asked."The influence of Latin in the occult practices of the modern age," she said