Liddell could feel himself losing his footing, so he kicked out forward and connected with his father’s groin. While Raphael dropped to his knees, grabbing himself, Douglas brought the saw down into his father’s back.
Trying over and over again to cut through his father, he slid the saw around in his father’s flesh, but it proved to be ineffective. A good number of attempts went by before Liddell could even get the saw to stick in his father’s back. He didn’t realize that a handsaw couldn’t go right through his father’s back. He looked around for another weapon.
An ax.
Underneath a brewing storm, Liddell couldn’t see much. He glanced back at the shed and spotted the perfect equalizer.
With much more ferocity than before, he drove the ax into his father’s back.
Raphael shrieked as he fell on his stomach.
Liddell pulled out the ax and struck him again. The blows became more frequent and dug deeper into the flesh until his father was nearly dismembered and nothing more than a pile of innards and bone in the backyard.
That wasn’t enough. He’s just like that bastard from school, he thought. Douglas picked up the ax and swung again and again. He could feel the blade going through his father’s remains. Once it passed through Raphael’s body, the ax sunk into the soggy ground. After fighting to pull up the ax, he gave his father one more slice before he stopped.
Liddell stood above the remains of his father. He smirked at the sight, as rain flowed over his dirty face.
Two deaths in one day. He was on a roll and liked it. How many can I kill in one day? I don’t really want to kill anyone else unless they deserve it.
He and his father had one philosophy in common: you don’t drive a Douglas over the edge. He couldn’t believe that his father had fallen at his feet.
Amazing.
Liddell supposed he’d eventually do something with his father’s body, but he had more important things to attend to.
He dashed back into the house, heading straight for the kitchen. There, just below the island cabinets, lay his mother, limp and convulsing. Careful to avoid stepping in her blood, Liddell moved closer to his mother and took a knee. He gazed into her eyes. They were rolled back and unmoving. He felt for a pulse along the side of her neck. Nothing.
Letting go of the neck, Liddell scooted to the side of his mother and watched as her head flopped to her side. He shook. “No,” he whispered, his voice trailing off. Though tears burned his eyes, he felt an impulse to be stronger. He felt the need to provide Linda with one last sign of respect.
Standing up, Liddell gave his mother one last glance before heading to the backyard. The rain hit him like small stones to the back of the neck the minute he meandered out of the house. He observed the yard. Just a few feet away from his father’s minced body laid a shovel. Ignoring the ax as he traveled past it, Liddell snatched the shovel and brought it to the center of the backyard. Starting with one triumphant scoop, he began to dig a six-foot pit into the soft ground.
Trying over and over again to cut through his father, he slid the saw around in his father’s flesh, but it proved to be ineffective. A good number of attempts went by before Liddell could even get the saw to stick in his father’s back. He didn’t realize that a handsaw couldn’t go right through his father’s back. He looked around for another weapon.
An ax.
Underneath a brewing storm, Liddell couldn’t see much. He glanced back at the shed and spotted the perfect equalizer.
With much more ferocity than before, he drove the ax into his father’s back.
Raphael shrieked as he fell on his stomach.
Liddell pulled out the ax and struck him again. The blows became more frequent and dug deeper into the flesh until his father was nearly dismembered and nothing more than a pile of innards and bone in the backyard.
That wasn’t enough. He’s just like that bastard from school, he thought. Douglas picked up the ax and swung again and again. He could feel the blade going through his father’s remains. Once it passed through Raphael’s body, the ax sunk into the soggy ground. After fighting to pull up the ax, he gave his father one more slice before he stopped.
Liddell stood above the remains of his father. He smirked at the sight, as rain flowed over his dirty face.
Two deaths in one day. He was on a roll and liked it. How many can I kill in one day? I don’t really want to kill anyone else unless they deserve it.
He and his father had one philosophy in common: you don’t drive a Douglas over the edge. He couldn’t believe that his father had fallen at his feet.
Amazing.
Liddell supposed he’d eventually do something with his father’s body, but he had more important things to attend to.
He dashed back into the house, heading straight for the kitchen. There, just below the island cabinets, lay his mother, limp and convulsing. Careful to avoid stepping in her blood, Liddell moved closer to his mother and took a knee. He gazed into her eyes. They were rolled back and unmoving. He felt for a pulse along the side of her neck. Nothing.
Letting go of the neck, Liddell scooted to the side of his mother and watched as her head flopped to her side. He shook. “No,” he whispered, his voice trailing off. Though tears burned his eyes, he felt an impulse to be stronger. He felt the need to provide Linda with one last sign of respect.
Standing up, Liddell gave his mother one last glance before heading to the backyard. The rain hit him like small stones to the back of the neck the minute he meandered out of the house. He observed the yard. Just a few feet away from his father’s minced body laid a shovel. Ignoring the ax as he traveled past it, Liddell snatched the shovel and brought it to the center of the backyard. Starting with one triumphant scoop, he began to dig a six-foot pit into the soft ground.
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NO-INJURY POLICYSince my stories take place in the same county, many of my characters--and their pasts--run into each other. For instance, the same evil force that possesses Liddell and the Douglas Residence in Excluded is also part of "No-Injury Policy" the story. If you liked Excluded, check out No-Injury Policy to see what part the Douglas Demon has.
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In anticipation for the new paperback & eBook of Excluded, I thought I'd share more of the novel for you to read, for free. Check out Chapter One of Excluded in its entirety in the blog, starting with Part One.
