From Dusk Till Dawn
The dawn awaits no man, and so once again he rose from his bed, aroused from his slumber by the wail of two males, incessant in their deplorable depravity as they spewed forth their message of hate and vitriol. The other men sat around and watched the two men , whispering into their laptop computer , the other men sat, smirked and stroked their chins, sipping their drinks and indulging in the occasional puff. “You know you want too, oh go on, just feel down there, feel how good it is, you know you want too, it’s normal, satisfy yourself, go on, you deserve it, you know you want to masturbate to child pornography”, that was the droning sycophantic message that bled in through the walls of his bedroom. He was pretty much used to their bullshit by now, but tonight they had sunk to a new low, he didn’t know if their message was intended for him or someone else, were they actually saying it to a child somewhere, was it intended for him, were they trying to subconsciously program his mind, not that he worried too much , he had no interest in child pornography and wondered who they were actually talking too. There were comments about some 12 year old boy that one of them fancied, were they telling one of the local children dreadful things in the night, when all slept, save for the recipient of the message, who else was receiving the message, it was just like his childhood, when he read late into the night and heard their pathetic whining as they tried to influence his mind. They had cameras in his house, they made pertinent comments as he went about his day, why would they not put a camera in someone else’s house, they wouldn’t be interested in him sexually, but they would like a nice little 12 year old boy. He thought about the night they talked about the so called location in Carlton, camera in a 12 year old boys bedroom, most probably in Donald, that’s where all the action was.
Peter sat back in his chair, he liked the idea of being top dog in the town, he had a few men at his disposal and he was supplied with all the much needed trendy chemical amusement aids that he required, for his leisure of course and the few brave men that did his bidding. It had all been set up, and Peter was used to driving people out of Donald, usually women and children, pretty much a pushover, but now he had a new challenge, the great Henry Banwell , wonder boy. He drooled with anticipation, he thought of how he and his gang of locals would surround his house each night, armed with their mobile phones and whatever else they would be supplied with in the way of technology, this would be excellent fun, and he would rule the roost.
“All you have to do is get rid of him and do as we say, we’ll do the rest”, Howie’s words echoed in Peter’s ears like golden tones slipping from Satchmo’s horn , “Top dog, head honcho, go to man for the gang”, Howie intoned, ‘So what’, Peter thought to himself, ‘So what if they were a bit odd, every one has their peccadillos’, he was inadvertently musing to himself and indulged his flights of fancy, ‘As long as they don’t fuck any of my relatives, won’t be a worry’.
Early morning came and Adrian, tired from his nights exertions, lay on the floor to grab forty winks while the others made unsavoury comments to their victim, Mark sat and thought long and hard, “Yes, this will be an excellent opportunity for our people”, “You’re not tired are you Mark, you look a bit shagged”, Howie always was the kind concerned type, “Operating at full capacity, 100 percent full capacity of course”, was the reply. “How long is this operation going to take, do we have to be at this all the time”, Peter asked, “Follow my lead and you’ll do just fine”, was Mark’s reply.”We’ll have to get going soon, it’s nearly dawn, we can’t do much else here tonight, and we don’t want to get sprung being seen in the daylight by one of the locals”, Howie’s voice trailed off to a whisper, “We’ll get him to roll over then we can go”, was Mark’s scant reply.
“Quietly now”, one of the men whispered, and the soft clink of a front door lock being carefully closed sounded from close by. Suddenly, all was quiet.
