AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 3: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 22nd

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     “Don’t smart-ass me on this one,  
Crim. I just want to know? I just want 
to be able to separate the rumours from
your crap. I know this room has a lot  
of them flying around about it,” she   
started to say, but I interrupted her. 
     “Like flies around a dead body?” I
said and tried to cackle evilly but    
failed miserably.                      
     “Please, Crim,” she pleaded. “I’ve
been to your farm and broken bread with
you and Beth. I love you guys. Now cut 
the crap and give me the real deal.    
Please!”                               
     “I’ve told people a lot of stuff,”
I said honestly. “Tell me what you’ve  
heard, and I’ll either deny it or      
confirm it. Fair enough?”              
     She then recited a long list of   
some of the crazier things I’d told    
people.                                
     “I can’t deny any of ‘em.”        
     She sighed, and then told me that 
her personal favorite was, “the one    
about the glowing blood that seeped out
from under that door and took you hours
to mop-up.”                            
     “Don’t forget that it also chased 
me around the room.”                   
     “Oh yeah, I forgot about that     
part.”                                 
     “How could you forget about glow- 
ing blood chasing me around the room?!”
I said and laughed.                    
     “Jeez Crim, with all that other   
crap you’ve been telling people, that  
seemed like a minor detail.”           
     All that other crap included      
things like pulsating lights, blood    
curdling screams, things shackled to   
the wall, and the sound of a chainsaw  
cutting through meat until the scream- 
ing stopped.                           
     I told her that my personal favor-
ite was instead of a lab, it was really
just an elevator that took you down    
five-hundred feet to the real one.     
     That’s where the genetics got     
really crazy and grafting humans with  
animals was my main focus. It’s why I  
called both rooms the Entrance to Hell.
     She laughed, and also told me     
about the fish that needed human brains
to grow and stay smart, and the        
hundreds of variations on that one     
alone, with everyone adding their own  
little twist.                          
     The high employee turn-over was   
the only proof that anyone had, but it 
helped to make the meat-eating fish    
stories almost feasible.               



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CHAPTER 3: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 22nd
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