Entry 109: Black Winter Legends & Lore: The Road

There is a road that never ends

It is a place of many hauntings

It is said you can find any manner of things

Demons, Angels, long dead kings

Depending who you are and depending what you seek

This road will give you many things

It is a road that never ends

A road that echoes past sufferings

There is only 1 who has ever come back from this place

Her soul was forever changed

She spins tales of its existence

She can take you to its entrance

A word of warning though…

Anyone else who has chosen to go down that path

Has never come back…

-Black Winter Legends & Lore: The Road-

Entry 108: The Widow’s Web

I take the form of a human

A woman you can’t resist

Our eyes meeting

Your heart singing

Like all, man or woman

You feel you must have me

I pretend I’m flattered when you send me a drink

Raising your glass our eyes meet

With one finger I motion you over to me

You’re so cute, so shy and reserved

I stand up and you take in all my wonderful curves

Gazing upon my entrancing black dress

You ask me nervously for a dance

Smiling I take you by the hand

Pulling you close, the dance begins

You stare into my eyes commenting on their color

I stare into your soul and see you have another

A significant other that is

Yet here you are, dancing with me

Blissfully unaware, you are dinner to me

We dance for a few hours and leave the bar

I giggle like some school girl as we approach my lair

A mansion far bigger than any you have ever seen

All black, a dash of red in the right places

Deeper into my web is where you head

I take you into a room

A bed waits just for me and you

It’s somewhat cute that you pretend

Drunkenly stumbling into my web

Telling me things like you’ve never done anything like this

We lose our clothes and you begin to worship my body

Kissing me up and down

You can’t resist any part of my body

It isn’t long before your tongue is between my legs

I take in the pleasure and bliss that you give

Holding your head in place I begin to moan

No wonder that woman back home keeps you around

I pull you up and begin to kiss your lips

The entire time I ponder what your wife and kids will think

Once they find out what a cheating piece of shit daddy is

I guess dinner will be easy this time

Looking south I gaze upon quite the plump piece of meat

You want so badly to stick it in

I let you and the fun really begins

Rocking me hard you think you have the power

Yet you are the one that I and my babies will devour

Laying on my back, I take all of you in…again…and again…

The passion is high, the feelings intense

You turn me over, grab me by the hair, and begin pounding me once again

I will admit it’s a bit surprising, however it won’t be long now

Soon I’ll be surprising you

You pound harder, watching my sweet ass bounce

Hypnotically entranced, you’ve forgotten all about your family now

It is upon sweet release that you begin to feel dreary

I pull you out, lay you on the bed

Then I play with it for a bit

I lick, I suck, slowly driving you to cum again

This game is going to be over soon

Gazing upon your exhausted, naked body I smile

Your sweat will make a sweet glaze come dinner time.

Secreting a toxin through my lips

One that will go perfectly with one that flowed through my body

When you believed we were simply having sex

I give you a different sort of kiss, one last time on those lips…

You awaken later to the sound of my babies crawling all over you…

Now however you are wrapped tightly in their web

You look afraid, I relish this

Fear & Pleausre are two ways to really bring out the flavor

Mixed just right, they make dinner perfect for as long as we eat

You see I’m the Black Widow Of Black Winter

Queen Of Spiders in all realities

I very much eat meat…and so will my babies

Next time you see a spider, before you smash it

Just think…will she find out about this?

That’s more a warning to those in other realities

Enough talk…

DINNER IS READY MY BABIES!!!

*The mans screams are drowned out by the sound of the spiders and their queen devouring him*

-The Widow’s Web-

Entry 107: Blue: In My Diary Of Torment And Pain

Hello soul, ticket please? Ah, I see you have just what we need. We wish to welcome you into The Blue Room: It is a secret place, only few are ever allowed in. Please sit down, any drinks you have are paid for. Relax and get ready to hear tonight’s act. It certainly is something we believe you will love.

Hey there souls, I’m Madison, but you can just call me Blue. Tonight I want to share with you a very special song, about a very special person who I ran into recently, and the tragic fate that befell her. It’s funny the things we do for those we love. It’s also pretty crazy how when someone we love goes missing…we can sometimes be drawn into a twisted place…sharing their fate…Without further adieu on with the song! This one is dedicated to you Nova…

OOOooooOOooOOOOOOOOoooo….

*Acoustic guitar picks up*

MMMmmmmmmmmm….

*Piano begin to play*

I see them all around me

Nothing here makes any sense

You’ve been gone too long now

I’ve spent a decade in wait

I’m shattered inside

Drawn to this place

I will keep searching

I must know your fate…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

Nightmares haunted me night after night

I saw you in a mysterious place

I didn’t see a sign or a name

All I could see was the inevitable presence of Death following you

I knew I had to follow you to this cold and haunted town

There had to be a way

I had tried everything from seances to ouija boards

Nothing worked…until one night I went to sleep

Awakening in the place I’d seen you before

Black Winter was what it said when a sign I finally read

I began searching for you in the town from nightmares…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

I searched far and wide

In a town with seemingly no end

There was a ton of murder and pain

I could feel I was in the right place

Still, I could never find you

Desperately needing to see your face again

I wound up in a diner where a woman said she’d seen a man

Matching your description

Having new found hope after getting no help on a riddle

I headed to a place known as The Blue Room

There I met a woman named Blue

Red eyes, blue hair she said she could feel my pain

For a night she helped me forget all of it

So desperate and alone,  she read my memories and soul

She pointed me in the direction she sensed you went

Warned me against going, saying to do so would mean my end

Crying, I had found a friend in all this madness and pain

I left in search of you once again…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

My search had grown more desperate as I reached that dark place

A place where I would ultimately meet my fate

Something haunting began to wrap itself around my mind

It had been happening for quite some time

I used to be able to tune it out

Now though, feeling lost, vulnerable, and afraid

Deep within the trees of this twisted maze

I had begun to lose hope

Beginning to believe I’d never see you again

Psychotic thoughts whispering into my mind

Was this a plan of the town all along?

I was now lost in a fog of hopelessness and depression

My emotions now turned into a physical and psychological suffering

No longer able to speak…forced now to murder to temporarily alleviate the pain

I wander endlessly killing all who come my way

Eternally pondering what became of your ultimate fate?

Did you ever escape this town of nightmares, torment and pain?

Or did you wind up like me?

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of others suffering is added each day!

Every Entry soaked in my latest victims blood!

Flooding my mind with images of their torment and pain!

I torture and slay someone new every chance I get!

My eternal sentence…in this town of nightmares…

…I’ve just become another monster fueled with insanity…

…So if you see a mute one playing the victim…

Run…

-Blue: In My Diary Of Torment & Pain-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Entry 106: SinisterStoryTime #6: Tabitha’s Basement

*Thump Thump* *Thump Thump*

What is that sound?

*Pound! Pound!* *POUND! POUND!*

It comes from beneath my feet

*Rattle! Rattle!* *Rattle! Rattle!*

Something tries to open my basement door

It happens this way every night since I bought this house

There was no mention of this when I signed the lease

Mallory…Mallory?

Her cold voice whispers into my ear

Come down here sweet soul

The disembodied woman’s voice sends ice through my veins

Mommy? Mommy?

A voice perfectly mimicking my dead daughters says to me

It’s not my daughter, this I know

She died a long time ago…

One night I decided I’d had enough

I’m leaving this place and never looking back I told myself

I ripped open my front door only to find as I stepped outside

I was still trapped within

SOMEHOW I WAS WITHIN THE WALLS OF THIS HOUSE AGAIN!

Desperately I tried again and again…yet I’d always be in my livingroom…

I honestly don’t believe this is the house’s doing

Somehow, someone way…the woman in the basement is doing this

Mallory? Mallory? Why don’t you come down and play?

Come down it’ll be fun…just ask that husband of yours…

He was brave coming down here all alone

Trying to keep you safe from the sounds only you heard

We had lots of fun…don’t you want to see what became of him?

*Moaning and sounds of passionate sex*

THUD! AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

I hear my husbands screams, impossible as that may be…

Seeing as he has been missing since night number 3

OOOooohhh yes…we had LOTS OF FUN!!!! HAHAHAHA!

I tried calling the police but none of my phones did anything

She was always the one on the other line, constantly taunting

It’s night 104…I’m not sure what to do anymore…

I THOUGHT I’D JUST STARVE!

Somehow though, the pantry was always stocked with fresh food?!

I thought I’d go on a hunger strike once…but she somehow stopped me…

I’M NOT SURE HOW! I FELL ASLEEP AND AWOKE TO FIND I ATE A FEAST!!!!

I’M….SO…..SCARED! She gives me all these horrible nightmares!

I’ve dreamt of suicide, torture, pain!

Anything would be a sweet release from this…SUFFERING!

How is it she controls even my dreams?!

I tried stabbing myself, she took away my knife

I was going to shoot myself but somehow I heard only a

*Click!* *Click!*

IN SPITE OF THE FACT I KNOW THE GODDAMN GUN’S FULLY FUCKING LOADED!

Mallory? Mallory? Come down tonight so I can end your suffering…

I can’t do this anymore…OKAY YOU FUCKING BITCH!

Slowly I get up and walk down to the basement door…

Turning the door knob I hear a

*Click*

As I walk down each step I hear the door slam shut behind me!

I reach the bottom of the steps to see dead husbands eviscerated body!

She torutred him again and again…still feasting on his heart…or what’s left of it

I also see my dead little girl, she’s being fed on by dogs, she’s been ripped to pieces!

HOW THE FUCK IS SHE DOWN HERE?!

SHE DIED LONG BEFORE WE CAME HERE!!!!!!

From the shadows I heard a sound…she was now behind me

There was a mirror and in it I saw a woman in a long black dress

Long black hair, shadows obscuring her face, except for her lips

Still soaked in blood

Slowly, erotically she licked her lips, giggling as she did.

Hi Mallory…I’ve prepared you a bed…

Licking my face she smiled and said

Let’s begin…shall we…

I was quickly brought over and thrown into bed

My clothes ripped off, she had her way

I could do nothing but pray it would all end soon

Please God, let his end quickly!

It did not though

It seemed she liked to play with those she tortured

She even had a camera recording everything!

I asked her what her name was as she shoved my face between her legs

TABITHA!

She cried out in bliss!

Then she pulled me up by my chin, cut me slowly with a knife on the face

Rubbed my blood on her lips…before making out with me.

As the night went on, she became more rough

At one point turning me around, grabbing me by the hair

Smiling into the camera she took her knife and rammed it between my legs

Again and again I screamed in AGONY!

Everytime I screamed Tabitha would moan

Long was this night that would never end

She did worse things to me…

Stringing me up with razor wire from a pipe above the bed

Tabitha relished in slowly cutting on my naked body

A cut here…a cut there

Slowly she let the blood drain from my body

Delirious and weak, I watched her collect the blood she didn’t drink in bottles

Occasionally she would burn me with a cigarette

I only wish to wake you a bit my pet…wouldn’t want the fun to end too quick

Whistling into the shadows I saw my dead husband several other things come

All were male or so it looked…though not all were human

Tabitha took me down and removed the razor wire from my wrists

She then handcuffed me to a pipe at the end of the bed…

The sick bitch made sure the camera got my face

FRESH MEAT BOYS! HAVE FUN POUNDING AND TORTURING THIS ONE!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Oh, they had their way as I cried out in pain and shame…

Torturing & raping me, I thought when would this night end!

Eventually it did….she recorded everything including my death…

I was ready when it came…

It didn’t make it any less painful when she gleefully took a chainsaw

Showing it slowly into me from behind, the metal teeth slowly ripping me to shreds!

THE BITCH LAUGHED AND KEPT ME AROUND LONG ENOUGH TO FEEL EVERYTHING!

I died that night, thankful it would all finally end…until that is, I heard a music box

To my horror I awoke, I knew I must be dead!

Still, there stood Tabitha once again…her smile sickening me…

Oh you thought death is where it would all end?

A tape played on a tv in front of me…

It was of everything I’d experienced until death

Strangest thing was I was strapped to a chair to watch this tape

Every emotion I felt, every pain…I FELT IT AGAIN AS IT HAPPENED ON TAPE!

Tabitha smiled and kissed me on the cheek

Now that you’re dead, the real fun can begin

You’re mine my sweet, and now we have an eternity of these tapes

So many memories we will create!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!

-SinisterStoryTime #6: Tabitha’s Basement-

 

 

Entry 105: Meats! Meats! Carniverous Treats!

MEATS! MEATS! CARNIVEROUS TREATS!

Come one, come all and taste my sweet delicacies!

I’m back in Black Winter once again

Ready to give you the best meat you can eat!

I assure you I can not be beat!

I HAVE THE TASTIEST MEATS YOU COULD EVER HAVE!

Also, you could not say no to my GLORIOUS MOUSTACHE!!!!!!!!

Voted best mustache every year since 1992

I come before you now as I do every year

To celebrate Fall and Winter here in the darkest town of all!

My favorite place to sell, come citizens of Black Winter

See what I have to sell

I assure you there is a meat for all…unless you are the scariest beast of all!

A NON MEAT EATER!

How can you live with yourselves?!

Oh Timmy, one of my favorite customers

Let me see, I have something special for you

Ah, here we are…the meat you sent me

It is complete to your requirements

Also it’s half off this time kid because

HA!! THAT’S YOUR DEAD OLDER SISTER YOU’RE EATING!

*munch,munch*

MMMMmmm….YUMMY!!!!!!!!

Glad you’re enjoying that you demented soul

What’s that you say, you are giving me your living, breathing…babysitter

In trade?

That’s way more than I asked for…

GUESS WHAT EVERYONE?!

*Muffled screams and struggling*

LOOKS LIKE I’M GIVING FREE SAMPLES AND A LIVE DEMONSTRATION!

BABYSITTERS ON THE MENU COURTESY OF THE CANNIBAL KID!

*Crowd clamors and cheers! They all begin to sling along*

MEATS! MEATS! CARNIVEROUS TREATS!

MEAT KEEPER GIVE ME SOMETHING DELICIOUS TO EAT!

First my friends you gut her and watch the blood spread

Make sure not to lose too much and to have a bucket ready

It can be used for drinking and seasoning

Whatever you are feeling that day

Also if you have excess meat as is the case with this pretty dead face!

HAHAHAHAHA!

Thank you, I’m here till Spring,

Anyways notice how she has plenty of extra meat in her ass and breasts

Provided everything is real like in this case, cut and store for later if you need too

A deep freeze will usually do until you’ve made room in your stomach for more

Truly it’s a beautiful art, you can even use the heart!

Hell if you want, you can keep some meat on the ribs

Or you can use the ribs as a trophy if your into that sort of thing

I don’t judge if you know what I mean

*Wink*

FREE SAMPLES FOR EVERYBODY!

DO YOU PREFER YOUR MEAT RAW OR COOKED?!

I HAVE BABYSITTER MEAT FOR EVERYBODY!

Do you prefer a meat sandwich with tons of meat

Or simply strips of flesh

Perhaps you prefer your meat a little more fresh?

*Pulls back curtain to reveal living humans bound and gagged*

As you can see, I have plenty to eat that still live if that’s what you need.

Don’t mind their muffled screams, I’ve got something else as well

Would you prefer severed heads?

I hear if you use the eye juices, it goes perfect on deviled eggs!

Maybe you hate men and want to promote your feminist agenda?

Well I can sell you fresh cock!

I could you sell you the whole man if you prefer to chop it off while he lives

Maybe as a demonstration perhaps?

That’d really wow your convention!

Regardless, even if you just like the taste of this type of meat

I have a special seasoning that even after severed will keep it fresh and juicy!

I never judge and I’ll even give it at a special deal of 2 for 1!

“I’ll PAY FOR 30!”

Yes ma’am! I’ll even let you have the whole body for that price!

Would anyone like a heart or two?

There is plenty of that to go around too!

I have legs, I have tongues, I have any type of meat you could ever want!

For the right price you’ll see

I have just what you need!

It’s all at my booth

Just ask for Mortimer of MEATS! MEATS! CARNIVEROUS TREATS!

Get this meat while you can

I’m only here till Spring Black Winter!

*Line forms and people continue to sing

-MEATS! MEATS! CARNIVEROUS TREATS!-

Entry 104: Behind The Scythe #1: Sara

Everyone dies

Do you understand how many I see die in a day?

Thousands I process easily in that time span

Time is against any living thing

Do you know what it’s like to take a soul to another place?

I’m not talking about the paperwork and all

I’ll give you an example

Today I had to take a 3 year old away from his family

Car crash, semi impact

By some miracle if you can call it that, the parents survived

The kid however didn’t

In an instant all their life’s pride taken away

An innocent child had to come away with me

People fear death, this is likely why

We Reapers are constantly walking by the side

Of those about to die

This gig, it is something you are chosen to do

Long before Death assigns a Reaper to you

There are a variety of reasons someone is chosen

Many train while still alive so that when they die

They will be ready to join our ranks

Those training walk among you

This happens in all realities

They can be your neighbor, your best friend

Most live a life that brings them constant travel

Some start before they realize they are training

All Reaper recruits know what they are destined to be before Death

They often meet the Reaper who will take their soul

Long before the bell of Death tolls for them

It can be a pretty scary thing

Usually you first find out through an NDE

Though sometimes, we simply come before you

Other times we explain things in your dreams

I remember when I first met the soul I’m training

I won’t reveal names but let’s just say our first meeting

It was quite an electrifying experience

I’m pretty sure I was charmed then

I thought to myself this soul is going to make an excellent Reaper someday

Unfortunately that means a life time of being around and witnessing Death

We all go through that again and again…

Some grow numb to the pain associated with the job

I personally never could

Every soul I take I treat as though they are my own family

We are supposed to be impartial to sins they’ve committed

After all we don’t pass down their sentencing or decide where they go next

We are simply there to escort them

Taking the souls of the damned to where we are told to take them next

I’ll explain sometime everything about how we get those orders

For now, live every day as though it were your last

Cherish every soul you love and care about

Someday a Reaper will come for you or your family too

Hopefully you won’t wind up in Black Winter

If you do though, find me at the bar and let’s talk

My name is Sara and I’m one of many Reapers

Maybe I’ll see you soon…

-Behind The Scythe #1: Sara-

Entry 103: The Aguryu Comes

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

What is that in the air?

Something wicked and sinister waiting just out of reach

Hide yourselves, bar your doors

Blood will run through these streets

SUCH AS YOU HAVE NEVER FUCKING SEEN!

What’s that you have kids?

It’ll wear their skin!

Oh you think you are safe?

It already lurks where you hide away

SNATCHING YOUR SOUL STRAIGHT FROM YOUR BODY!

Oh, you think I’m a tad unhinged?

Well I’m just the messenger bringing you a warning

BLOOD! GUTS! SORROW! PAIN! SUFFERING!

IMAGINE HOW YOU WILL DROWN IN THE BLOOD OF YOUR CHIlDREN!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahAHAHAhaAhaHaaHaAHaHaAHAHAHAA!

What is it you ask?

It is something that even a Reaper would run from

No God Or Devil would come near this thing

It will eviscirate all who come across it’s path

Driving any who happen to see it’s face

Into an unending madness full of misery and pain

Come October Black Winter will meet

The Aguryu, bringer of eternal insanity!

I’ve given my message and now it is time for me to go

Run, look for a way to escape!

Once The Aguryu arrives, it will already be too late…

* With a wicked smile the woman stares into the face of officers*

*It is then she drives the scissors she holds through her face again and again…laughing the entire time.*

THE AGURYU IS COMING! IT COMES FOR YOU SOUL! IT COMES TO END EVERYTHING YOU LOVE!!!!!!!!

*STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB! Blood & guts drip and yet she continues*

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
DEATH! SUFFERING! THE WORST THINGS YOU COULDN’T EVEN DREAM!

THE AGURYU IS WHA-

*BANG! An officer fires a shot in pity, hoping to end her disturbing ranting and suffering*

……….

*STAB….STAB….STAB….STAB…Slowly the woman with barely a face continues her mad ranting her jaw partially still hanging by a thread*

*Twitching she gives a smile*

……………..

……………………….

*In the blink of an eyes she stabs the officer in the face, screaming all the way!*

THE AGURYU COMES! HE COMES FOR YOU! NO ONE IS SAFE!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Blood begins to rain from the sky! The woman stops stabbing and drops to her knees*

*One eye shut, the other hanging out of its socket, she sits, hands together silently*

*The woman’s body explodes, sending her remains everywhere…It rains water again*

-The Aguryu Comes-

Entry 102: M.C. Slay: Misery Loves Company

Will you listen to what I have to say?

Allow me to introduce myself you can call me Clay

Though around Black Winter they call me M.C. Slay

I first arrived here thinking what has happened to me?

Where the fuck could I be?

Why can’t I remember anything?

I wandered for what seemed like an eternity

At night I often heard screams

Just another dead whore dying in the streets

At least that is what I imagined it must be

One night I turned down an alley

I came upon the strangest sight I’d seen

Two women were raping a man

They used spiked bats to open up his ass

I remember doing nothing

Surely the women in the strange masks

Were exacting revenge on this man

He probably did something wrong

Now his screams were sweet

I won’t lie, something had awoken inside of me

A voice that said…

This is your calling

So I turned away

Leaving the man to his fate

I began to search Black Winters streets

For the victim that would take away my murder virginity

It didn’t take very long

Across the street was the most gorgeous and entrancing victim

The voice in my soul now told me this would be the one

My first victim

I followed her all the way to her place

A simple house on a street called Paradise

I came upon her silently as she opened her door

Covering her mouth and taking her to her living room floor

I kicked the front door shut behind me

Whispering into her ear I said

Don’t scream, I will end this peacefully

I then asked her what is her name

Gracefully she smiled and said

Misery…

I’ve been waiting for your company

Then without another word she threw me to the ground

Ripped off my clothes and began to mount me

Riding, riding we went on this way for quite some time

I came inside her several times

My first victim then smiled at me pulling a knife out and stabbing me!

I felt the blade go through my chest

Again she stabbed, still riding me like I was some steed

I thought it’d end but just as I breathed my last

She kissed me and all my wounds were gone

Smiling she said

If you want to be the best

If you want a real victim you have to know their pain

You have to experience the high that is death properly

It was then she made out with me again

Riding me even harder than before there was soon a knock at the door

Misery smiled and said…

Prepare to meet your first victim

Her name is Carissa and she thinks we are best friends

She even professed her feeling to me

Stupid bitch doesn’t know I’m psychic and already knew

That voice inside of you, that was me too

Tonight we kill your first victim baby

I was instantly entranced, we invited Carissa in after I put on some new clothes

Misery had a closet full, she said they were from past victims

Together we started out with drinks, telling Carissa I was her friend

Once she was tipsy we started to get more suggestive

Eventually we bed Carissa, she was so sweet

Not nearly as amazing as Misery

Her body full of ecstacy

I rode her hard as I shoved her face between Misery’s pale legs

Misery and I made the perfect team

Fornicating with our unknowing victim

Slowly she pulled out the knife

Handing it to me with a smile

Her voice speaking in my soul

Saying

Get creative, she is your first one

I pulled Carissa’s head back

Slowly bringing the knife to her neck

Misery made out with her once more

I pulled the knife across her throat slowly

There were sounds of gurgling and pain

Misery licked the blood that came from her neck

Smiling she took my knife hand

Told me to keep fucking her as she and I

Stabbed Carissa again and again through the chest

I remember gaining release

Upon Carissa’s death

Misery sucked out her soul

Then threw me down on the blood stained sheets

Fucking me right next to Carissa’s dead body

I passed out after it was all through

Awakening to find Carissa’s dead body gone

I was clean, and there was no sign of the bloody sheets

Smiling she handed me some coffee and said

We were made for one another

I couldn’t disagree

I knew I was hers eternally

Eventually we grew into a routine

Although she would always have a twist to keep it exciting!

The blonde haired, blue eyed vixen, got me a contract and we recorded music

We would kill night after night

She would continue to please me with the hottest love making I’d ever had

During the day we would record tracks

I’d sing and sometimes rap about all the victims we’d slay

That is how I eventually gained my new name

Misery was my manager, together we made the first album

We quickly became a huge act, Black Winter Radio constantly playing

Each and every one of our latest tracks

If you are new to Black Winter you will hear them soon

Maybe one day we’ll make one about you…

-M.C. Slay: Misery Loves Company-

Entry 101: My Baby Cries

My baby cries when she can’t sleep

My baby cries when I pick up her toys

She never actually sleeps

All she does is weep

I tried calm her down

However nothing I did stymied that sound

I held her in my arms

I rocked her every day

Still, she never grew tired

Still, she never stopped weeping

I could never get to sleeping!

I’VE TRIED EVERYTHING TO GET HER TO GIVE ME SOME PEACE!

YET STILL SHE CONTINUES HER INCESSANT MOANING!

I HAVE GOTTEN NO SLEEP IN AT LEAST A WEEK!

WELL YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY?!

I TRIED TO END YOUR FUCKING SUFFERING!

I took you to every doctor I know

I held you in my arms…

Your crying is a scar to my heart…

Please, it’s not my fault

I just needed an escape

That’s what the drugs did for me

How could I know that someone I considered a friend

Would come and take you from me?

How could I ever have guessed…

…They’d throw you 17 stories to your death…

I killed the sick fuck myself!

He can’t hurt you now…

I’ve failed as a mother

Why do you continue to make me suffer?

How is it you cry…when we both know you aren’t alive?

I-I KNOW HOW I’LL FUCKING SLEEP!

Y-YES! YOU CAN’T FUCKING KEEP ME UP!

You’ll see…

I’M SORRY MY BABY!

*BANG!* *Baby Cries*

What?!….WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-My Baby Cries-

Entry 100: The Librarian

Everyone has a story to tell

Some are dark, others romantic

There was one 17 year old named Lily

Her story is endlessly amusing

Maybe it is more of a dark comedy

I find it comedy all the same right up to the gag of an ending

One might say her final act was quite breath taking

Didn’t leave any slack in the rope after falling from the 2nd floor

Ending it all with a SNAP!

Yes, endlessly amusing!

I could tell you all about why

However that part is quite boring

What is interesting is the end!

The end of someone’s story is always quite thrilling!

In Lily’s case it was quite obvious

Here in my library she will permanently reside

Just like good ol’ Clive

That man spontaneously combusted!

One might say his death was quite enlightening?

I crack myself up!

Truth is they are all just victims of this place

Another messed up business

In this black hole known as Black Winter

You can find files on every death here

You see, this is a place of souls

Logged, categorized, and ultimately recorded

This place needs to feed and as The Librarian

It is my job to keep the architecture up to snuff

Everything must be in order you know

From time to time a soul will be drawn here for me to collect

Some are already dead, eventually one must be consumed

A necessary sacrifice to upgrade or simply upkeep this…

…Endlessly hungry beast…

Black Winter Library is a living being

It needs to consume souls, know all their suffering

I once paid a visit to a woman who thought she found an escape

Yes, one from this place?!

The only thing she found in the end

Was the sweet suffering of the blade in my hand

Stabbing her again and again

She cried in pain

I smiled as her blood splattered on my face

It was necessary for she was chosen by this place

She was a soul to be consumed

I hear it’s made whispers inside my mind

Sometimes this place will change its layout entirely

The Library keeps quite the catalog of souls

Ever wonder what happened to your loved one?

With the right access you could find out

That will be the last thing you do though

I can replay anyone’s death, their entire life experience even

Their thoughts and pains

Any given moment of their lives

Like puppets the souls will even reenact everything for you

That however comes at a price

There are many secrets to this dreadfully dark place

No doubt what I tell you now makes little sense

Come by sometime, I assure you, I can help you understand…

Or don’t…I’ll likely come for you soon

If you really want to know the secrets of this town

This is the place they can be found

Good luck leaving with them though

I think you’ll find

This place is full of quite the history

Why would you ever think I would spoil its mystery?

I must go now…

The bell tolls…I must find another soul

This place must be fed

Otherwise I will be next…

-The Librarian-