Tweedledum and Tweedledee (24 page)

Now it was sitting in Ivan's hands. According to the stories it wasn't the original one since that had been lost many years ago, but a new one had been made. The original students who started the game challenged each other to rape someone wearing a complete Freddy Krueger outfit. They hadn't passed the glove on to the next generation, since it wasn't their intention to make it into an order or a club. It was the students following them once they had graduated who started everything. Hearing the rumors about what the group had done, the next generation of seniors formed the order in their honor and had a new glove made. Every year since then people had been raped and slaughtered by students using this glorious glove. Never had anyone suspected the students at the prestigious boarding school of the heinous crimes. Who would ever suspect the fruit of Denmark's richest families for spreading horror and terrorizing people? No, of course they didn't. And if they did, if someone suspected a student of a rape? Well, it had happened once or twice. But they had the money to pay them off, and they always took the money since they knew they would never stand a chance in court against the boarding school boy's well-paid lawyers.

So the game had lived on for nearly thirty years now and still the order was a well kept secret that only a few chosen ever knew about. Part of the instructions given to any new member was how to make sure to cover their actions up, to clean up after themselves. Therefore many of the killings were covered as a simple fire, tragically costing the lives of the people who were sleeping inside. Or sometimes people - especially women - would disappear mysteriously and were never seen again. No body, no crime, was the mantra. Ivan had heard that the order was good at covering up their tracks, and he was very excited to finally see them in action, to finally be a part of the fun.

"
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed ... This meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
," they all sang along.

Peter ran another red light, then honked at a car and passed it with full speed. "Fuckin' women, they don't know how to drive. I should slap her hard across her face with my dick before I stuff it in her throat till she chokes, am I right?"

Everyone in the car nodded.

"I would give it to her in the ass!" Michael yelled. "Booyah! Just like that. She'll scream for her life while I kiss her with my fist. I bet she'll enjoy that, huh?" Michael said and stuck his tongue out while pretending to lick something.

Peter laughed manically while they sped across the bridge towards Enoe Island. It looked dark in the distance, since most people were sleeping at this hour. Ivan couldn't help laughing either. He had never done any of this before, but he was looking forward for once to be the one watching and enjoying the terror in someone else's eyes. Up until now Ivan had been the victim, he had been the one terrorized by his older brother his entire life, but now it was finally his time to shine.

The Lucas family was never going to know what hit them.

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Humpty Dumpty

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