Dicer

By Malcolm Gray

On the 13th of August, 2024, the Hound Chemicals Chemical plant (Located on Macher St, Closest to North Bridge) was set ablaze and exploded. We covered this story back in August when it first happened, However, a month later we now have we have some very interesting additions to the story. Unbeknownsted to anyone, on the scene was Detective Todd Hawkz of the PTPD. We were privileged with an interview with the detective after he had fully recovered from the explosion. It was while he was investigating the case of the PoniTon Vampire that he found an interesting link.

PLT

"How did you find yourself on the sight?"

Dt. Hawkz

"You remember those murders back in June and July? Those serial murders where the killer would eat his victim's necks bare? Leaving just their spines holding the heads to the torso?... Those pictures circulated of one of the victim's bashed open skulls with brains dripping down from the teeth-torn jaw into their esophagus?"

PLT

"..."

Dt. Hawkz

"No, I get it. That was the case of the PoniTon Vampire. A name curated and popularized by elementary kids talking too much. Well, I was investigating these murders in the latter half of July. I was swamped with files. my desk was covered in those kinds of photos, I had notebooks and notebooks of theories and links between suspects and victims but… no dice. after some research on a certain victim, whom I will not name, I found that they often frequented a building with little security and minimal staff as a hangout spot. The Hound Chemical Plant. On a whim, I looked further into it."

PLT

"What did you find?"

Dt. Hawkz

"Turns out that was the link I needed. The place was also a hangout for the rest of the victims and was gossiped to be a mob spot. The owners were real young people who would get real buddy-buddy with some of the folks in the area. Seeing as their chemical distribution company had gone the way of Hamlet's dad, they needed another source of income… Turns out those people also cut corners while running their business. One of their employees was heavily injured in an accident I have no knowledge of. Some kind of burn or melt. Messed with their face and… Brain and… Demeanor… When I met him He had a fucking spider melted to his face. Some legs were sticking, some were not. Some joints twitched… Some didn't… One thing I knew for certain was that when he opened his mouth, that tarantula's fangs raised as his jaw lowered… Those fangs raised higher than usual for tarantulas… Its eyes could see me… That bastard had ten eyes and all of them could see me. all of them had the same soul behind them… A soul that was hungry… Starved… Famished."

PLT

"... This was the vampire?"

Dt. Hawkz

"That was the vampire."

April 31st, 2024. A workplace incident sent Hound Chemicals employee Parker Laurels down the nearby ravine to the river. His body was never found and was suspected to be swept away or at the bottom of the said river. We covered this story back in May, however, the extent of our knowledge and interest in said story was limited[1]. Now, after the explosion and the murders we know more. During the investigation of the crime scene during the latter half of August, police found strange equipment relating to the chemical plant. Custom built and highly rusted, the equipment was damaged beyond repair. fortunately, our dear Det. Hawkz shares more.

PLT

"Do you have any insight regarding the nuclear-grade equipment found in the plant?"

Det. Hawkz

"When I confronted him, The vampire immediately shed light on the situation at Hound. Launched into a monologue about how I was "Avenging the lives of pathetic murderers". I'd be lying if I called him hysterical. He worked there. He knew the deal… He told me they were experimenting. He personally never knew what for or why but he knew they were experimenting in some kind of ignorant "Because I was told to" mindset. Said the owners had a conspiratorial attitude towards knowledge. said the government wasn't entitled to it all. Wanted to know what the deal was at Area 51. Real hubris-prone scientific types. Ignorant to the fact that some things, truly, do not matter. that sometimes the "Why" Isn't as important as the what. That some messes just need to be cleaned up, rather than explained… these were the kinds of cats curiosity killed. "

PLT

"...Do YOU have any personal insight on the equipment?"

Det. Hawkz

"Don't know, Don't care. All I know was that it was some real 50's sci-fi lookin, "Beep Boop" soundin, cartoon chemistry ass shit… Besides, It's not my problem anymore. Those pricks down at the police dept can go deal with it."

Upon researching the Hound building, Det. Hawks found that all and any calls, reports, and paperwork made or done about the Hound Chem Company were immediately disregarded, ignored, and shredded. When confronting his captain about these missing reports, He was immediately fired and discharged. We emailed the police dept asking about this. we have not yet received a response. Det. Hawkz currently works as a private investigator, available at 212-664-7665, however, the case he remains to obsess over is this very story.

PLT

"... Does that mean you're going to move on from this?"

Det. Hawkz

"Fuck no. That just means I don't give a shit about that nuclear science shit. Nobody found his body. I know damn well that spider-faced bastard is still out there. you weren't fucking there- NOBODY could move on from that shit. The vampire promised me that he'd haunt this town, and until that ten-eyed mother fucker stops winking at me at night, until his fucking corpse is found and buried I will continue to ensure his rage, and anger, and hatred do not hurt this town… Hurt people hurt people, Mr Gray. I won't allow him to use his hurt to melt a fucking spider to anyone's face just because someone melted one to his.

… the police dept and news station have kept quiet about this explosion. However, our fact checker and local expert, Lloyd Andonuts states that due to the equipment inside the building and due to the nature of this explosion, a zone of exclusion should be established all around this quaint little podunk. It is without a doubt that this event will affect the people of this town extremely and without mercy. But we here at the PoniTon Local Tribune news team are here to keep you updated, educated, knowledgeable, and safe.

With that, I'm Malcolm Gray. one of the few sincere and honest folks prepared to provide the truth, no matter how grizzly or gruesome. You can trust me, as I trust you to make the most of what this newspaper has to offer. Stay safe.

Malcolm Gray.

PoniTon, Saskatchewan.

PoniTon Local Tribune.

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