• I will lend you a hand if you give me your foot

    A squeal to my original story

    Story by: Shibuiro Neko

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    Thanks to my boyfriend for encouraging me
    to re write my story that I never actually finished.
    I am excited to see how this one turns out, thank you love.

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    Part One: The Story Behind the Killer
    Many years back the mystery of the missing teenagers was solved, due to a lot of investigation work the bodies of around 50 missing teenagers were found in a seller of an old run down farm house. The person who had killed them was never found, and thought to have disappeared and perhaps died off in the land around the farm house. It was in the middle of nowhere but no body of the possible killer was found, and the police dismissed the case telling the towns folk a lie. They had told them that the killer was found dead in a well not far from the old farm house. But this was nothing but a lie a scapegoat to try and calm the town’s folk down from the mass murders that happened there. The police had long forgotten about that tragic day, and the folk of the town had long moved on. A whole new generation of people lived in that town and the police that worked at the police station were all new as well. There were of course the many rumors and stories of what had happened in that old farm house, and kids always daring others to go inside the long abandoned house. The story says that the man who used to live there would help people along side the interstate that ran near there. He would stop to give help to the people who were stranded and had no way of getting help or anywhere for gas or a phone. People who had there cars break down from running low on gas or other car troubles. The man would stop and seem nice at first until he says to the people, "I will lend you a hand..as long as you lend me your foot." Seems strange? Well it should be who would say such a thing to a person? This man would, and then shortly after saying he will help them out, he would give them a ride to his house, saying he had a phone that they could call for help from. This all worked out perfect for him, because were they were at you couldn't get service on your cell phone no matter how good the plan you had. So he would take the people to his home, and once inside they say, you never come out alive. No one knows exactly what happened inside that house all the police had leaked out to the public is that this deranged man would saw off the legs of his victims and then tortured them tell they bled to death. Apparently the bodies of his victims were kept inside his bloody basement hanging on butcher hooks that aligned the ceiling inside. The bodies had missing organs and cuts up and down there body. Also they were stripped down to nothing, completely naked. They figured he was treating them like pigs and other animals that you would butcher on a farm. Some of the bodies were stripped of there skin, so he would skin them and by the autopsy reports, they were alive when he did it. No one could comprehend the kind of pain and torture that the victims had gone threw but they knew for one thing, no pain could amount to what they went throw. Everyone decades later had mostly long forgotten about that day, most people had moved or passed away sense then. But the stories still circled around the younger generation, getting more and crazier with each year that passed. The town’s folk paid no mind to their stories of false accusations it was nothing but folk lore to them at this time. It was a story meant to scare others, to give them nightmares. It was a story to tell around the camp fire to your friends. But had anyone thought about that man? No, everyone thought he was long dead people thought his body was buried in the local cemetery in town. No one had ever given the thought of him being alive, but he wasn't dead, not at all. The man was still living escaped the police by some miracle, the man was still alive, and he was out there...but where...where would he strike next?


    I will lend you a hand if you give me your foot