Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-32807959-20181216231739

New York City, underground subway, 1989.

The underground subway was lit up with dead green lights which gave the whole scenery a gloomy dull, eerie appearance. This used to be a frequently used subway terminal. Until everything changed.

The subway, stretching a good 2 miles started out as a busy structure. Once in the train, you could get off anywhere between Manhattan and the Bronx. It was the largest subway ever constructed in New York. The train trams were well connected and the tracks were reinforced with powerful steel. Such an expensive addition to the community by the government to such an infamously corrupted city. God knows what was on the Federal governed public systems mind. New York has a history of murders, mugs, mobs, and mayhem. It didn’t seem like a good idea to construct such an establishment during the year. Crime rates were high, they just caught Rosetti, the pimp\mob gangster. They were looking for him for years. And as any boneheaded fool would know, so many criminals and thugs would use such an establishment to their benefits. The sky’s the limit.

But the establishment didn’t last long. Aside from countless criminally induced acts and, you name it, apparently something stranger and more sinister seemed to be going on. Sure there were gang fights that broke out every now and then. A murder or a mugging here and there, but when authorities started taking note that more disappearances were taking place than usual, they knew something was out of sorts. They were used to finding dead bodies every now and then. Until they came upon one that shocked and puzzled them. It was a 35 year old man by the name of Bill Price. Forensics confirmed it. The body was missing its flesh almost entirely and the organs of the corpse were pulled out of the body and have been mildly shredded. When they examined the corpse, they could see whatever removed his skin and pulled his organs out did it slowly. Like some small critter ate into him. One investigator suggested rats. Quite frequent in the subways for the year. Especially the new one. More space o my means more rats. No one knows where the hell they came from. They’re just a bunch of pesty vermin waiting to get pulverized by some gangs AK-47s. According to census records; the most rats seen in one place was seen by Sara Mosley. 12 scattering about. A record for New York subway systems. But god knows if they have a taste for human flesh. Maybe Bill Price was murdered in cold blood and the pesty vermin devoured him cause they couldn’t find anything else to eat. However, according to the forensic investigators, the way his body was desiccated meant someone or something brutally savaged him from the start. Plus they have chemically measured time estimations from the corpses time frame of death and what not.

The subway is pretty deep underground. Another inconvenient factor. It makes it so when fucked up shit goes down, no essentially relevant authority individuals can conjure up more personnel for safety. So if something goes down, everybody’s fucked.

It’s October 13th on a Wednesday. Two days ago another body was found. The condition of the skinless corpse was similar to Bill Price. A body was also found on the 8th. Needless to say, it was found the same. Not only were the 3 corpses similarly mutilated, but they were all found near a specific location. Near gateway 4, terminal 40. It’s no coincidence that terminal has been known for sink holes, disturbingly foul oders, and plumbing leakage. The worst part was that beneath the train tracks were deep crevasses in the earth drilled deep by the Government transportation system construction department. They extended throughout the whole damn length of the train. But at terminal 40, there’s a crevasse so deep, there have been rumors of it reaching the underworld and what not. All this paranormal superstition bullshit. All of these reasons were probably why construction around the mysterious crevasse, or whatever the fuck it was(some deep ass hold in the earth), was permanently ceased.

It was Friday, October 15th. The subway was unusually occupied. The economy was booming; reaching a new level of achievement. A suspiciously coated figure walked forward. He wore a classically stereotypical detective investigator type uniform. Or the black leather coat with the collar straight up. He wore an al Capone styled hat and carried a briefcase. Everything black. As he walked forward people wondered how he could see where he was going with the hat in the way of his peripheral vision. He had skills.

Gate 3, Terminal 30. The man was one whole stop away from the next section. If he took the train, he’d reach it in 20 minutes. He waited for the next stop. Once it arrived, he stepped in. All eyes landed on him. He reached in one of his smaller pockets on his leather coat near his thorax and retrieved a notepad. The other he pulled out a pen. He flipped through his notes.

The tram he was in consisted of about 20 individuals. But the most of which were drawn to him by appearance were a short business man, a fat black woman with curly black hair, a Hispanic street thug, a white mother with her young 12 year old daughter, and a pesty looking white male with no sleeves on a white t-shirt.

The white guy with no sleeves trying to show his cleavage came over. He had gum in his mouth.

“Sup”, he blurted. The outstandingly fitted man with the detective figure and notepad looked up.

“Hi”, he replied mildly and without much emotion. The man just stood there. He hung on a rail up top with one arm. He held his other one out to the mysterious man.

“I’m Mitchel, but you can call me Mitch the hitch”. The business man grinned.

“I haven’t seen you around. Must be new. Deep filing organizer in the mayors palace by the looks of ya!”, white tee said obnoxiously. There was some mild smirking. The train rocked. He was still standing in the same spot. The mysterious man was trying his best to ignore him. White tee began to peek over to the other mans notepad.

“Do you mind!”, exclaimed the mysterious man, annoyed. White tee through his hands up in gesture. Still not moving, he flipped out a knife from his pocket. A flip knife blade. It flipped open as he pulled it out.

“You ever seen one of these?”, White tee asked obnoxiously. The mysterious man gazed at him with an abhorrent facade. The man flipped the knife in the air mildly and caught it by the handle every time. Still chewing his gum.

“Pretty neat huh?”, he implied.

“Yeah, hold on I think I got something”, began the mysterious man. He reached toward his back and slid his hand into the secret compartment on the back of the coat. He pulled out a cigar. Before anyone could react, the coated man pulled the dissolvable fake material off the cigar in a flash and launched a knife at the man. But it knocked the knife out of the white tees hand. He stumbled back, heart pounding. He mumbled a curse word. The mysterious man gestured his eyebrows to him. Suddenly an angry look overtook white tees facade. Everyone who was drawn by the mysterious mans appearance was looking at one another in awe. Next time the train shook, white tee took out a lighter and purposefully knocked the notepad out of his hand and set it on fire. He forced a grin he knew he was going to regret.

“Oops”, he muttered. The darkly coated man zoomed to him and slammed the mans face onto the tram window without much effort. White tees nose broke immediately. Blood gushed out. He continued to slam his head and face into the hard glass until a little crack was visible. By the 8th slam, he glanced at the passengers. Their eyes lit up in fear. Soon it will be panic. He finally stopped slamming the corpses head onto the tram window and let his body drop with its dripping disfigured face. He knew someone was going to make a move. 3 out of the 4 who we’re paying attention to him were crying and freaking out. Even the Hispanic thug felt uneasy.

The mysterious man undid the Velcro in the middle of his black leather coat and suddenly he got a whole lot skinnier. He pulled out two mini 8mm Colt revolvers. 4 people tried to escape from the tram. He shot them all down.

“I’ve got a whole case of slugs and more pieces, we could do this all day, so shut the fuck up and do what I say!!!!”, he demanded forcefully. The white 12 year old girl with her mom screamed. Before he could point his gun at her, a 12 inch rat zoomed by and pierced its teeth into his black denim shoe and into his toe. It only went into his toe about 14 centimeters. It then scurried away before he could kick it. Unfortunately, the tram stopped right at the exit or entrance to the 4th gate. Which means he’s going to have to wrap this up quickly.

He then heard people in the front tram, screaming. They were blood curdling screams. He got out to see who caused that commotion.

“What the hell ?”, he muttered. What looks to be packs of rats are schooling up together moving towards his tram. A body stumbled back all chewed up and bloody. Holes in their clothing. She fell back dead. The rats seemed to have got the message and picked up speed towards his tram. He zoomed to the tram door to try to shut it. He knew this was going to be a hell show no matter what. Especially with this Trippy fuck shit.

Then they all started piling in. First by the ones then by three or four at a time. About 10 of them were already in the tram by the time the black dresses man retrieved his briefcase and fended off the rats that hissed at him and attempted to pounce on him. 5 or 6 went automatically to the corpse of the disfiguring face of the sleeveless man. They nibbled on his skin and did their best to dig into him. They created mini craters and spread them throughout his body. They created them pretty quickly. The more time that passed the deeper they got. The blonde white mother was fending off every razor sharped claws and teeth rodent that came their way while protecting her daughter by covering her with her body.

When 8 more came in, most of them joined the feast on the now faceless corpses body. Or the desecrated body of the long dead sleeveless male. They massacred the hell out of his dead disfigured face. Soon all you could see was layers torn open simply and the last layer before the bone of the skull with blue veins aligned. The rats going after the mom and her child finally figured out how to penetrate their defenses. A rat made it on top of the daughters head. It massacred her head and face with its claws. She screamed as mildly deep marks appeared all over her head and face. The mom zoomed to the knives on the floor from earlier. It was nearly next to white tees corpse whose head was now a skull and his entire body was covered in a frenzy of rats. The rats apparently took it as an offensive threat for her to invade their territorial space like that. A huge line of them formed and massacred her foot. They were so fast. So vicious. So angry. She felt bad for her daughter but she knew they were both going to die. Soon the back cartilage of her foot was cleanly torn open. She fell back on a seat, hopeless as they devoured her foot. Her daughter now had a deep piece of flesh missing from the back of her head. More than one were on her now trying to get to her eyes. The more they bled, the harder the rats tried to take them apart to feast on them. Most of the rats attacking the mom were devouring her feet up to her legs. About two minutes later, all layers of her flesh were gone. The lesser rats that scurried over her body were biting her lips off and digging into her nose cavity. The daughter was just crying as more craters of missing skin appeared all over her body. The deeper they got the more quicker she bled out. It took awhile for the rats to remove everything from the mother’s body. The child was covered up in rats a lot quicker. The fat black lady was surprisingly still alive with only a lot of craters around her body getting deeper by the minute. She screamed. She knew if she attempted any escape it would only get worse.

The business man successfully encased his head into his suit case and held onto his brief case for dear life, covering the front of his body. It was a leather briefcase. A hole was in it with blood.

The fat black lady soon caught sight of the deaf 12 year old girl. Her hair was still intact. But a rat waddled our of an unsuspected hole in the middle of her dead. The black lady, still being nibbled on, puked loads. This caused the rats to brutally massacre her face. They absolutely hated it. Soon she had a facade of a frenzy of rats on her face. More than there needed to be. It took 18 seconds before they parted, revealing her skull with tiny strings of meat hanging off.

The Hispanic thugs heart was brought out. His face was slowly devoured. What killed him was the deep Engraving of his abdomen by the rats.

The only one lucky enough to get away was the mysterious man. He ran to the best exit he believed would suit him. Unfortunately, the authorities were on their way down it. So he was blocked out after checking the other exit with the same conditions. He knew a sewer route system leading to the city. But was it safe? Those vermin could be waiting for him. He risked it. So far so good. He reached an intersection which he wasn’t sure about. He decided. He stepped in a room with thousands of rats. He shuttered in fear. A school of rats from the other side of the way in, blocked the exit. A menacing growl filled the air. Fear grew in him like none other. “Here comes Karma”, he thought. The rats drew a little closer to him.

A 4ft long mutant like rat zoomed down from the ceiling upside down to the wall. Then to the floor. It pounced at him. It sunk its teeth into his forearm near his hand. It chewed it slowly. It made the skin loose before it pulled it off slowly like a glove. The rest of the rats massacred him. They did the same. The mutant rat has the upper body, the others, the bottom. He screamed until he couldn’t hear himself scream anymore. 