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The Morgue Of Reposession
{Mag Sweet}
-A 15 year old girl has just been dropped off at a strange location, promised a nice man will help her with her debts. When she bought a new kidney but could never manage to square away the checks-
"Just relax, this will all be over before you know it doll face."
The gruff, sinister tone calls from the darkened shadows
Slipping on his black latex gloves
Snapping one against his wrist with an sharp echoing *pop*
I swallow hard, my hands shaking
The air so chill and sleek, I can see my own breath
"Come now dear. Into the operation room."
He places his hand on my shoulder making me flinch
I look up at him for reassurance
But I only receive even more fright
His face covered by a blood spattered gas mask of sorts
His eyes from what I can see are solid black and hallow
I whimper as he forces me to take a step
"It's alright sweety. I've done this many times."
He says, without even looking down at my pale face
I nod and accept my fate
Taking a deep breath I walk
The door slams shut and locks behind us suddenly
The heavy metal door become encased in jagged razor sharp blood spattered spikes
I yelp and try to pull away
But he has my wrist tight
He yanks me back, and places my arm behind my back
Wrapping his other arm tightly round' my neck
I gasp and start to cry
Sniffling with burning hot tear running down my cheeks
He gives a low rumbling hiss
"Be still!"
He orders
Almost bringing me to my knees
But instead I freeze
Holding my breath
Afraid of the punishment
"Good, good."
He says in a light chuckle
"Now, If you do not try to pull anything like that again."
He looks down at me
"We can begin."
He looks across the room
At an old stained granite autopsy table
I can see it has been fixed with metal restraints
And a pipe down the bottom
I can hear a quiet trickle of blood dripping down the pipe
I gulp and I can feel my hands shaking
"It's alright little girl."
He lies
"You won't feel a thing."
Suddenly a putrid gas fills the room
A thick green fog pours down from the ceiling
I yelp and try to escape
Looking for an exit frantically
But he tightens his grip round' my throat
Making me cough and gasp
He groans a bit but keeps steady
As I try to fight him
Stomping in his thick leather metal tipped boots with all my might
And he suddenly releases me
I loose my balance and fall to the ground
Hot tears splashing on the stained ground
I look up at him with a nasty look of hate
An inferno raging in my eyes
He only stands above me crossing his arms
His muffled masked breathing is all I can hear
As I try to hold my breath
My vision becomes hazy
I can feel the room spinning
Blotches of black haze fill my mind
And the last thing I see as I fade into black is the dark repo man walking towards me
{Repo Man}
-A dark shadow of a man, has just received a new victim. No one really knows his name for sure. He stands at 6'10 head and shoulders, pray you never end up at his door.-
I lead the girl down the hall
I can tell she is scared
Oh what fun
She is a fighter
Even better
Makes the rich black cherry blood taste that much sweeter
"B-but sir. I'll be okay right? Right?"
Her shaky sugar voice flows like tainted water
So I nod and reassure her
She still does not calm
But who would?
When the heavy gate slams
They always jump
Even the strongest and toughest of men
"N-no. This isn't right! I-I'm not sapost to be here! You can't do this!"
A sinister smirk of a smile is hidden behind my blood spattered mask
Watching the light leave her eyes when the smokes pours
The gasps and choking spits of last words is a sweet symphony to my ears
"P-Please. N-No. . . .I don't-"
Soon when she fades to black
I handle her with such care
Gently placing her stiffening limp body onto the table
Stripping the fabric off her soft skin with such care
But then my mood changes
And I think of what I am forced to do
And I rip open her silky flesh
Tearing around inside
Searching until I find
Ah-ha!
Indeed
This is what you died for
Holding up a synthetic organ
Still warm and oozing with blood
I chuckle so deep the whole room shakes
After placing the unscathed organ in a disinfectant jar
Now it is time to have some fun
I shove my arm up her now hallowed belly
Until my fingers can reach the jaws
Making the girl my human puppet
Playing with my toy like a little schoolboy
Then when I tire of that
I take out her teeth
Pulling them one by one
Placing them in jars filled with others
Ripping out the tongue
Saving the liver in the fridge
Studying the different bones
Testing how each break the fastest
Heated blood flows from the incision
Dripping down the rusty pipe
A gruff violent surgery with no anaesthetic
I am the repo man
And all here fear me
-A 15 year old girl has just been dropped off at a strange location, promised a nice man will help her with her debts. When she bought a new kidney but could never manage to square away the checks-
"Just relax, this will all be over before you know it doll face."
The gruff, sinister tone calls from the darkened shadows
Slipping on his black latex gloves
Snapping one against his wrist with an sharp echoing *pop*
I swallow hard, my hands shaking
The air so chill and sleek, I can see my own breath
"Come now dear. Into the operation room."
He places his hand on my shoulder making me flinch
I look up at him for reassurance
But I only receive even more fright
His face covered by a blood spattered gas mask of sorts
His eyes from what I can see are solid black and hallow
I whimper as he forces me to take a step
"It's alright sweety. I've done this many times."
He says, without even looking down at my pale face
I nod and accept my fate
Taking a deep breath I walk
The door slams shut and locks behind us suddenly
The heavy metal door become encased in jagged razor sharp blood spattered spikes
I yelp and try to pull away
But he has my wrist tight
He yanks me back, and places my arm behind my back
Wrapping his other arm tightly round' my neck
I gasp and start to cry
Sniffling with burning hot tear running down my cheeks
He gives a low rumbling hiss
"Be still!"
He orders
Almost bringing me to my knees
But instead I freeze
Holding my breath
Afraid of the punishment
"Good, good."
He says in a light chuckle
"Now, If you do not try to pull anything like that again."
He looks down at me
"We can begin."
He looks across the room
At an old stained granite autopsy table
I can see it has been fixed with metal restraints
And a pipe down the bottom
I can hear a quiet trickle of blood dripping down the pipe
I gulp and I can feel my hands shaking
"It's alright little girl."
He lies
"You won't feel a thing."
Suddenly a putrid gas fills the room
A thick green fog pours down from the ceiling
I yelp and try to escape
Looking for an exit frantically
But he tightens his grip round' my throat
Making me cough and gasp
He groans a bit but keeps steady
As I try to fight him
Stomping in his thick leather metal tipped boots with all my might
And he suddenly releases me
I loose my balance and fall to the ground
Hot tears splashing on the stained ground
I look up at him with a nasty look of hate
An inferno raging in my eyes
He only stands above me crossing his arms
His muffled masked breathing is all I can hear
As I try to hold my breath
My vision becomes hazy
I can feel the room spinning
Blotches of black haze fill my mind
And the last thing I see as I fade into black is the dark repo man walking towards me
{Repo Man}
-A dark shadow of a man, has just received a new victim. No one really knows his name for sure. He stands at 6'10 head and shoulders, pray you never end up at his door.-
I lead the girl down the hall
I can tell she is scared
Oh what fun
She is a fighter
Even better
Makes the rich black cherry blood taste that much sweeter
"B-but sir. I'll be okay right? Right?"
Her shaky sugar voice flows like tainted water
So I nod and reassure her
She still does not calm
But who would?
When the heavy gate slams
They always jump
Even the strongest and toughest of men
"N-no. This isn't right! I-I'm not sapost to be here! You can't do this!"
A sinister smirk of a smile is hidden behind my blood spattered mask
Watching the light leave her eyes when the smokes pours
The gasps and choking spits of last words is a sweet symphony to my ears
"P-Please. N-No. . . .I don't-"
Soon when she fades to black
I handle her with such care
Gently placing her stiffening limp body onto the table
Stripping the fabric off her soft skin with such care
But then my mood changes
And I think of what I am forced to do
And I rip open her silky flesh
Tearing around inside
Searching until I find
Ah-ha!
Indeed
This is what you died for
Holding up a synthetic organ
Still warm and oozing with blood
I chuckle so deep the whole room shakes
After placing the unscathed organ in a disinfectant jar
Now it is time to have some fun
I shove my arm up her now hallowed belly
Until my fingers can reach the jaws
Making the girl my human puppet
Playing with my toy like a little schoolboy
Then when I tire of that
I take out her teeth
Pulling them one by one
Placing them in jars filled with others
Ripping out the tongue
Saving the liver in the fridge
Studying the different bones
Testing how each break the fastest
Heated blood flows from the incision
Dripping down the rusty pipe
A gruff violent surgery with no anaesthetic
I am the repo man
And all here fear me
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