The Horror by Martin E Silenus

Author:Martin E Silenus [Silenus, Martin E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Martin E. Silenus
Published: 2018-12-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9: Reaction

“Fuck, I hate it when it is very quiet and I think too much,” says P-man.

“Huh,” I ask.

“I want a beer, no make it a case of beer and a pack of smokes,” says P-man.

“Uhuh,” I grunt.

“Beer and smokes, while I marinate my Angus steak in my special sauce for a couple of hours,” continues P-man. “You ok if I do the BBQ?”

“Sure,” I reply.

“BBQ’d steak on an expensive BBQ with indirect heat, crispy salad, baby potatoes and carrots with butter and salt, mushrooms in garlic butter, and more beer,” muses P-man.

“Jesus, you fuck,” I drool.

“For dessert I want black forest cake with whipped cream, that work for you?” he asks.

“You’re a demented asshole,” I reply.

“The best part is after supper, after coffee and a couple of shots grand Marnier,” P-man muses.

“What then?” now I am interested.

“Two sweet Saigon naked girls massage me all over, then one rides my aching cock and the other puts her pussy in my face so I can make her cum all over me,” says P-man.

“Ahh fuck, you pervert, you hungry demented pervert,” I sigh.

“I love the women in Saigon, they are so small and delicate and their pussies are so tight,” say P-man.

“Shut the fuck up, I don’t want to hear about it,” I growl.

“Hud, they’re all dead you know,” says P-man in a small voice.

I turn from the binoculars to look at P-man, he is weeping and rocking back and forth quietly and I realize he has been while describing the supper and afterwards.

“Jesus P-man you ok, who’s dead?” I ask.

“All the kids at Bien Ho, they’re all dead, Hud, just dead,” sobs P-man.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, this shakes me badly. P-man has always seemed the rock. Often it was me who got squirrely when things felt wrong in the jungle. Or when I could hear Daria speaking to me and warning me. The slaughter of the kids has eroded P-man’s foundation. That would explain his actions hacking up Snake Pfc. Jackson.

“Jesus P-man, dude......... I don’t know what to say, we gotta let it go buddy. They’re gone and cannot be hurt anymore. We’re here and can revenge their slaughter. It doesn’t bring them back but it’s a clear and present warning to those who follow,” I say softly.

P-Man nods and wipes his eyes.

“Hud, I’m going to do terrible things to Boyle!” hisses P-man.

“So am I P-man, so am I, it will not be a quick painless death,” I reply. “If we be the devil’s mercenaries then we do the complete job!”

I am so sorry for what I have done and must do Daria my love...

It is war Hud my darling, and there is no correlation to living in peace...

The Devil laughs and bows at the waist to us...oh yes, we are his favorites and we are gonna torture, slaughter, butcher, Boyle with blood , gore, viscera...

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