murder, manslaughter, mention of torture, kidnapping, mention of bad mentall health state, power abuse, gore, blood, cannibalism
it had been a rather quiet afternoon in the sawyer house,
like it was most of the time...
out here it was more quiet than anywhwre probably,
with the sawyer house being almost forgotten by everyone and everything around here.
well you gotta walk for miles to be honest to find anything that would count as 'around here',
with the house being also pretty much hidden away from everything,
and so hard to find in the wild and dry land all the way out here.
and with the little town nearby slowly dying as well,
and being as good as dead by now,
there was just not all to much to be excited about in the literal outback you musst find yourself in to come across the run down,
the mornings and eaely afternoons were probably somewhat mlre quiet with the young blonde one just being stuck with bubba and the twins,
and no drayton yelling in the house wich could be heard in every corner of the house and every damn room of it.
but the brother also were more wild with the oldest of them gone,
away for work from the early morning hours as late as the late evening sometimes.
the oldest of the blonde ones captors,
wich with that said also considered him the head of the family and taking on the unquestioned lead in it,
had a rather strictly grip when it came to his younger brothers,
but with that and his unchallenged position in the family he was also able to calm the wild brother down,
making an end to theire crazy shenanigans that happens around the day.
but he did so mostly with yelling,
raising his voice and chasing them with an old broom trying to hit the discipline that he was conviced were missing in his brothers into them if they really dared to get on his nerves...
it was as quiet as it could possibly be,
even tho there are actually periods of times in wich you could probably hear the grasshopers jump around all around at the outside of the property,
and them hopping in the dried out gras and bushes all around the house.
with everything actually being this quiet it would get painfully obvious how lost the situation out here had to be for one,
if one was as unlucky to find themselfs out here...
but those days were usually only if there were no victims hold captive in the sawyer residence,
if there are still some of them left.
non of those who stumble into this cursed house,
have ever walked out alive ever again.
and non of those who had actually fallen into the trap,
and stapped into this house of horrors,
werent alive for much longer.
thats the limit for most of them!
no one is keept alive for longer than a few days,
one after the other is being slaughtered by the star killer of this cannibalistic family,
bubba sawyer was the youngest of all of them,
well with him also being in his early thirthies it seems more like chris was now the youngest in the house!
but nontheless he was the one doing most of the butchering,
slaughtering one after another of the unlucky souls that find themselfs in his strong grip!
with the youngest sawyer brother being a literall giant,
standing easily over 6 foot 5 he truly was like a death trap.
once he got hold of someone,
they are soon to be death!
and there was usually no way out of his strong grip!
but chris had found out rather quick that he was also one of the gentlest souls around here...
he was the one to tend to his wounds,
and care for his injurys after chris hinself took up quiet a fight over the first few days he was stuck around here.
even tho the gentle giant brought him food every single evening,
carrying it all the way to the room he was held captive for the first few weeks.
eventually and despite everything that was happening in this fucked up little family,
chris couldnt deny any longer that he was a usually very friendly being,
and a caring company to have with him checking up on the feral blonde all the time.
but him being keept all along,
and still being very much alive and still here was the absolute exception!
if it wansnt for him being the nephew of the mayor from the little town near by,
he would have been dead a long time ago,
and being killed on the spot as well!
with both of the twin brothers have taken a special intrest in him pretty quick,
maybe he could have been hoped to be keept as a pet or something.
he got along with them pretty well,
before he put the pices together of what was going on in this family,
and after he had figured out that these peope were eating other people....
it has almost been sad on both sides probably with them all being rather dissapointed in the situation!
chris had thought that he actually found some cool people to hang out with over the summer,
with him being stuck with his uncle over the course of the summer time here...
and with the sawyer brothers also having hope on finding a new friend,
and having some nice company out here...
and chris couldnt exactly tell how much time had passed since he was here,
things have actually improved.
with the young man being first held captive in one of the rooms,
locked away for days himself,
before he was transfered to the cellar after them not wanting to risk him possibly escaping.
and a lot of fighting an screaming and anger from his side,
he had finally calmed down and had come to terms with the things here.
it wasnt like he had much of a choice,
or any saying in that....
and if he wanted to live,
this was the only way he was actually going to live on!
and carefully very carefully after he had collected himself more or less again,
and stopped acting like a mad man every time one of the sawyers came close to him,
he was actually allowed to move around the house.
always heavily watched by mostly drayton at that time,
and still most of the time.
but he was actually allowed to have some 'alone time'.
well he was allowed around the house now,
always having chains around his ankle,
they had started to switch this up,
since his ankles soon got bloddy with the chains always rubbing against his already sensitive skin!
his guess was that they actually had a dog once,
or something like this...
with the old chain being all rusty,
it originally had a collar on the other end,
but it was replaced with a lock to chain the blonde one up.
anf by now the brothers could also move him around the house,
placing his chain from one room into another,
with it just being as long to barely let him move across the full room.
somethimes he could reach the hallway,
but this was depending on where he was chained.
and after being allwoed more time around the house,
he of course had also started to get more company of the brothers,
wich soon lead to him finding theire company not so bad after all...
so he had to come to term with them being around him,
and it would only improve his situation if he wasnt tortured by the thought of them giving him company.
so he actually started to enjoy the little chats he had with the twins,
or when he got to spend time with bubba...
draytons suprisingly had always been a little bit more soft on him.
he hated or loved theire guest sometimes.
but overall he eldery man that had already come around many many years probably enjoyed someone in the house that wasnt conpletly mad.
having a liking for the younger one hinself,
he had made it his life duty to teach chris how to cook,
wich lead to him being in the kitche around the late afternoon and early evening times.
being good for nothing than maybe chooping up some vegetable by now,
with him still not lesrni g as good as the oldest brother probably had thought,
he could at least help with that...
and even now his fingers were covered in bandaids from cutting himself over and over again by accident!
but having all that in mind,
it was still an exception...
he was probably the only exception!
with everyone else being gone rather quick,
the twins actually took a liking to torture theire 'guests',
while they werr waiting for them to be slaughtered.
so more than often the house was filled with scream,
horrible horrible screams...
but that has almost become chris new normal after all this time here,
so after the house was soon filled with screams on this very evening again,
the didnt thought too much about it actually!
it was just a usuall evening around here,
but they did had a lot of work around here over the last week!
with a rather big group being straned on draytons gas station,
and them being run out on gas,
drayton probably had offered them a place to stay until the next morning so they didnt have to wait for the gas tangs to be filled up in theire car over night.
he lied of course about the tanks being filled up again,
and took the group of young adults with him to the house,
giving the the illusion of comfort and help,
with him wanting to give them a place go sleep and eat...
the first few died rather quick.
but they only slaughtere every few days,
since it took his time and was a lot of work.
after being all packed in the freezer,
and keeping everything on meet there that wasnt eaten right away,
some had actually had to wait longer for theire deaths than other.
but he didnt expected theire final guest today to slip through theire finger so easily,
and actually trying to get away once they had escaped theire grip and were on the run now!
but even with the sudden hustle,
the young one didnt thought any of it.
sometimes the victims just put up one last big fight.
so the sudden movements and screamin didnt startle him all to much.
even if someone was comming down the hallway,
and actually was running down the floor comming directly in his direction...
a knife trough theire throat would stop anyone from comming far.
not that he had wanted too,
or activly asked to do so
the first time was more of an accident,
it wasnt meant to happen like that...
not many actually escaped the sawyer,
but a few weeks ago someone did.
and they had found the blonde one in the kitchen just like now!
and they had attacked him!
wild and feral they had lost their mind in theire pitifull try to fight for theire life!
a good head taller than chris and rather buff!
the young one wouldnt have stand a chance againsg the men in a fair fight,
and there would have been no hope for him to actually get out there alive if his attacker was about to kill him first.
he probably had thought chris was another one of the brothers,
and had attacked him on the spot...
wresteling him to the ground,
and throwing everything in the kitchen over,
chris had gotten hold of one of the knifes that went to the ground with him,
just like a bowl and a few carrots,
ans other kitchen things.
the stapped the man in the chest.
and with them loosing theire force on chris,
he was actually able to overthrow them.
and he stapped so long into the other ones chest,
sitting on the man at one point,
untill the vietnam vet had to pull him off of him,
and get chris away from the man.
and covered in blood he had earned quiet some praised mostly from the mad twins that always seems a little bit to crazy,
being complimented on how he killed someone was peobably crazy enough in its own!
when you actually fear for your life,
and your body is in panic and scared there was probably nothing you wouldnt do to save yourself.
and chris did save hinself that day,
even before bubba could catch up on them with his chainsaw.
after that it was more a 'if he was not getting out here, no one was getting out here' thing,
and after another victim was making theire way to the front door,
and was passing the kitchen in wich chris was,
a knife went clean and quick through theire throat cutting up theire whole neck!
it was quick and simple...
after the noised were getting louder,
and a little nervous tone came over the blonde one by now,
he was getting unsettled,
and with the overcomming nervous toch that came over him he decided to check.
he barely made his way to the open kitchen door,
the chain around his ankle just long enough for him to take one little step into the hallway if he wanted to,
now still on the ground and moving with littoe noised,
he didnt quite expected to be bumped into like that!
he wanted to look if the twins were running down the hallway,
or maybe drayton in a hurry to check on the stew.
sometimes he would run down the hallway in the house like he was still in his twentys,
cursing and screaming slurrs all because he forgett to check on the stew,
and with him not knowing if some of the other idiots in the house checked on it.
and chris thought every time,
that he will have a stroke one day with his temper,
well he was one to talk...
he sure had a temper himself!
now one of the other victims had run into him...!
he hadnt seen any of the guys that came in that big group to the sawyer house!
well having a young man chained up in the kitchen or the living room was probably not the most welcome picture one could paint for incomming guests,
so chris was hiddem aways at the time the group was brought into the home!
he was with the vietnam vet in his room,
having his twin nubbins and bubba with him,
they had all been listening to music at the time.
if he was to witness the group that came into the house,
he had probably noticed the off putting feeling that one man,
the very one that had just bumped into him wouod gave him.
the second he saw him he knew it...
and he couldnt tell yet what it was,
or why he was felling like that.
he couldnt fully wrap his head around it as he stumbled back at the force,
and stumbeling into the table behind him,
catching himself from falling by sending a few items from the table on the floor,
having his eyes fixed on the young man in fron of him,
he couldnt really look away...
but he also couldnt just keep starring with this look of disbelief in his eyes,
and a questioning look in his face.
there was no time to really think about what was hoing on here right now,
why he was feeling this way and why he had this odd feeling with the one in front of him.
the only thing that mattered now was that he was trying to get away,
so he had to do something,
the expression on his face quickly changed to worry,
and a making himself looker scared as well to play along,
and make the other belive he was also just a victim!
like he was one of those who were also held captive by the cannibal family...
yeah i am going to help you,
i have also been kidnapped by them!
but you need to keep quiet,
and make them fall for his fake comfort and false promises,
he took a steep back with the other one grabing his wrist,
and holding onto his hand.
pressing himself a little more against the table,
he slowly let his other hand dissapear behind him to grab one of ghe huge kitchen knifes that were still on the table from him chopping up some carrots,
having gotten a hold of one of the knifes,
he tried to give the other one a littpe smile,
shakiy but somehwat there
"we will make it out here,
with the chain chukeling on the ground,
he actually hope to draw his attention to the chain,
and with the other man looking down and letting his guard down there for just a second,
being distracted by chris telling of hin being chained up,
he wanted to slit theire throat!
he was just about to raise the knife,
when it hit him in the face like a brick...
why he had this feeling about this man,
and why he couldnt really tell what feeling this actually was,
once he actually realised it...
he could feel his face drop at the sudden realization,
the color being drained from his face....
he knew the man in front of him.
they probably had both completly froze at this,
unable to move with the unexpected situation of chris speaking his full name.
well he was glad to remeber his name,
if not he would probably not belive it himself.
even with them not seeing each other for years...
bot now he started to remeber,
the last time chris had seen them they were both around maybe 10,
somewhere aroubd that he had spent the last time a summer with his family in texas!
his mother was even with him the last time they had visited his uncle here,
and stayed with the family around here for a few months!
and he always had a friend when he had come to visit his uncle here in texas,
and this friend happend to be clyde!
they spend almost every summer together when they were little,
how could chris had forgotten alnost all about it,
only now remembering this time...?!
the times he had to spend with his uncle never were a pleasant experiennce,
even if his mother was with him by the time,
the only nice thing about these summers use to be the fact that he could spent some time with his friend here....
but they had also stopped to visit his uncle every summer after that,
so they didnt get to speng the summer together anymore.
they both wrote letters to each other for some time,
and still keept talking to one another this way but somehow..
and with them being completly gone and vanishing fron each others life,
he had probably just forgotten about this...
and he was so sure about this,
still having a tight grip around the knife,
bit having completly forgott about it while holding it behind his back,
he could only look a the brunette in front of him,
not being able to take his eyes off of him.
but this was soon to be over,
with them getting disturbee by ghe noise of footsteps and maniac laughter commung down the hallway,
running in theire direction and comming closer very fast.
not to mention the chainsae that was roaring,
and could be heard wielding down in the house.
they were going to kill clyde on the spot!
if they would find him here,
turning to the one that just bursted through the doorway,
and came running into the kitchen chris was quick to turn the knife against them.
sticking the huge knife in chop tops face as soon as he came around the corner and made its way to the kitchen,
chris voice cut through the air and made everyzhing go quiet for a moment while doing so
and his voicr came echoing from the walls and through the rooms,
being heard probably in the whole house this time.
standing in front of clyde now,
and having him behind him he didnt had any intention of taking the knife away!
not until somebody could garantee him that his old childhood friend was not to be harmed,
and that they wouldnt hurt him...
theartofmadeline
romaincrisis
discoholicmusic
origamiaround
germansingergirl
blakekathryn
kaledo-art
areudirty
dededos
gummygunk
