Nellie, Nellie, Pick up, Oh please pick up!!

I got home just a few minutes ago.  I was walking up the steps to my apartment and I saw Bill.  He was on his way to Perry’s and he looked pretty concerned.  I said Hello, and didn’t bother him with chitchat, I was still thinking about your hives/rash and Charlotte, and just didn’t worry about Bill or Perry.  I knew he could check on Perry without my interference.

There was a terrible odor in the hall, It smelled like burned meat or fish, I thought It must be that old man down the hall cooking and smoking cigars, and didn’t think any more about it, and went into my apartment.

 I heard Bill’s voice and I heard him knock on Perry’s door.  I opened my door just a bit so I could see what was going on, I was glad that it sounded like Perry was there.  It looked like Bill was talking to Perry. I am doubting my sanity, because I don’t think I could have seen what I thought I saw.

I saw Perry. He threw the door open wide and kind of fell out into the hall.  The smell hit me full in the face through that small crack in my door.  That was where the horrible Burned smell came from, Perry’s apartment! That sickening burned flesh, almost a rotten smell.

 It looked as though Perry had been run over by a lawn mower, barbequed then put through a meat grinder! His backside was burned black and what was left of his clothes looked shredded or had been burned off his back.  He was cut up and bloody. I could see Bill was startled and he reached out to help as Perry kind of collapsed into the hall.

Now this is where I doubt my sanity. I swear Perry had a knife and stabbed Bill. Both of them fell on the hall carpet, with Perry still stabbing and snarling, yes Nellie, I swear he was snarling like an animal.  Perry was stabbing and beating Bill and I swear I heard him call Bill ”Columbo” and then suddenly Perry grabbed Bill and pulled him into his apartment and slammed the door.  It just took a few seconds, and I can’t believe that what I saw happen…. was real.

             I opened my door a little more and there was a lot of blood in the hall, lots and lots of blood in the hall.  I felt like I was in one of those Scott Sigler horror stories.

 I called the police, Nellie.  I think what happened  to Charlotte is happening to Perry. He was totally insane.  Or maybe I am insane, I am locking my door and not moving.  You should do the same.  Something is wrong out there.  I am waiting for the police, I’m still hoping I was seeing things, Perry was such a nice young man.

Please call me back Nellie, If you are sick, something like this might happen to you, please call the doctor tell him about what happened to Charlotte and don’t take no for an answer, you talk to him. It seems to start with hives, or a rash or some kind of skin condition, then total insanity. And what about that old man, your neighbor, you saw him at the doctors? Didn’t he have a skin condition too? Is he OK?  And for your sake don’t rush over to his apartment to find out!  Stay put!!

Wait, I hear screaming in Perry’s apartment…was that Bill?

Now it’s stopped,  Oh, I hope the police get here soon.

Nellie if you are OK, please let me know. Get out that bottle of gin out and stay put.

I hear something….

 I am going to just peek in the hall again, I will call you back.

*** I am Renfield to Sigler's Dracula ***

G-Man

Nine million terrorists in the world I gotta kill one with smaller feet than my sister. - John McClane

So glad I peeked in here. These are fabulous! Great job. :3

"Urban legends go well with parmesan and horror. In fact their name is conveniently one and the same: Stevie."

how fun.

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