Friday, May 25, 2018

Short Story #5


Trevor Whittemore

The Wash


     June 7th 1986, it was a hot Saturday in sunny southern California and Levi and his friends Paul and Mike had just finished swimming in the pool at Levi’s house that his parents just had put in recently.

     “Hey let’s go to the track,” said Paul who was nearly fifteen and the oldest of the three.

     “I have to ask my mom, but I am sure it will be cool if I go, you guys wait here. I’ll be right back,” said Levi drying himself off before going inside.

     “Hey mom, can I go to the track with Paul and Mike?” asked Levi.

     “Sure, but I want you to back here before five in time for supper your father is making Burgers,” said his mom.
     “Okay do you think Paul and Mike could stay over for dinner?” asked Levi.

     “I’m sorry not this time sweetie. We didn’t buy enough food,” said his mom.

     “Okay fine,” said Levi as he walked back outside.

     “So can you go or what?” asked Paul.

     “Yeah, but I need to be back before five,” said Levi.

     “Cool. let’s change and then go!” said Paul’s younger brother Mike.

     The three boys quickly changed back into their clothes and then they got onto their BMX bikes and headed for the track that was in the field right behind Levi’s house. Levi and his father built the track. It had three jumps and two large hills where they would drop in and line up for a jump at the bottom. After riding around the track for a bit Paul skidded in the dirt and looked at Levi.

     “Look what I got,” said Paul pulling a handful of cherry bombs out of his pocket.

     “We can’t light those here my mom will hear it for sure,” said Levi.

     “Let’s go to the wash. She won’t hear it from all the way over there,” said Mike.

     “Alright, let’s go!” said Levi.

     The three boys rode their bikes across the street to another large field that stretched on for nearly a mile with the wash at the end of it.

     “I will race you there,” said Paul and he took off on his Haro.

     Mike had a Mongoose and Levi road a Hutch with a light frame and slim tires. Paul was in the lead and Mike was a little ways behind him but Levi peddled hard and quickly caught up to Mike who was peddling as fast as he could. Levi then passed up Mike and gained on Paul who was peddling fast. They were nearly there when Levi gave it all he got and passed Paul winning the race.

     “Damn! You’re fast!” said Paul breathing heavily.

     “You too!” said Levi breathing harder than Paul.

     When Mike caught up the three boys walked, their bikes up a big hill that led into the large wash. They walked back a ways to a giant pool of stagnant water at the end of a storm sewer run off. Behind the large pool of stagnant water was a huge tunnel leading into the sewer.

     “Ewe, gross! It fucking stinks!” said Paul.

     “This nasty water has been here for as long as I’ve been coming here, it’s almost like it never goes away,” said Levi.

     Suddenly huge bubbles emerged from the middle of the swampy pool.

     “Did you see the size of those bubbles?What the hell lives in there Swamp Thing?” asked Paul.

     “How deep do you think it is?” asked Mike also.

     “It can’t be any deeper than Levi’s sister pussy and certainly not as smelly,” said Paul.

     “Fuck you!” said Levi punching Paul so hard in the arm that he dropped the Bic lighter he was holding in his hand.

     It slid down the concrete and Mike ran after it. Mike reached his hand into the nasty water as the lighter slid into the swampy water. He felt around the murky water for the lighter and his entire arm was submerged.

     “I got it!” yelled Mike.

     Before he could pull his arm out of the water, something bit down onto Mikes hand with such force that it cracked through his bones and ripped his hand clean off. Mike screamed out loud in agonizing pain as he pulled his arm out of the water staring at the splintered bones where his hand was not a minutes ago.The swampy brown water turned a dark crimson. Levi took off his shirt and his belt and he wrapped the shirt over Mikes bloodied stump. And he tightened his belt around it to slow the bleeding.

     “Paul, I am going to get help. I will be back as soon as I can.” said Levi.

     “Please hurry!” cried Mike as tears of agony poured down his cheeks.

     Minutes later, Levi arrived with his father Don in his Black Ford F-250 pickup. They helped Mike into the back of the truck and drove him to the local hospital where they treated his wound.Levi and Paul explained to the cops that something in the water took his hand, but they didn’t see what it was. Shortly afterwards, the police drained the wash and found nothing but trash, debris and a few rusted empty barrels.

*****

     30 years later, June 5th 2016. Andy and his friend Dale were cruising down the street on their skateboards when suddenly Dale stopped.

     “Hey there’s a bad ass spot to skate about a mile past this field called The Wash,” said Dale.

     “My dad would kill me if he found out I went there with you,” said Andy.

     “Why dude? Come on, let’s go don't be a little bitch!” said Dale.

     The two boys threw there skateboards over the chain linked fence that led into a field that stretched on for nearly a mile. Once they reached the end, they climbed a big hill and Dale skated down the side of the wash and Andy followed him. Dale dropped in and skated through a large puddle of water nearly falling off of his skate board. After skating for awhile Dale pulled out a fat joint.

     “Let’s blaze this Girl Scout cookies fatty. I know the perfect spot at the end of the wash, ” said Dale.

     Dale walked to the back of the wash where water poured out of a huge tunnel into a large stagnant pool. He lit the joint and took a huge hit and passed it to Andy.

     “So this is the wash, huh?” asked Andy.

     “Yup, the perfect spot to hang out at isn’t it?” said Dale.

     “Not according to my dad, it isn’t.” said Andy taking a rip off the joint and then passing it back to Dale.

     “Why doesn’t he like this place?” asked Dale as he hit the joint.

     “When he was a kid around our age, he used to ride his bike here with his friends. He said they were lighting cherry bombs at this very spot and his friend dropped the lighter into the water and the guy’s younger brother reached in to grab it and something bit his hand right off,” said Andy.

     “No, get out of here! You’re just fucking with me right?” said Dale blowing out a huge smoke cloud as he spoke.

     “No, I swear to god! That’s what he told me at this very same spot too. He used to live right across the street,” said Andy.

     “Damn! now I am tripping, what ate his hand?” asked Dale and right then they heard a loud freaky noise coming from inside the tunnel.

     “What the fuck was that bro?” asked Dale laughing hard.

     “I have no fucking idea! let’s get out of here man!” said Andy getting up quickly.

     “No, I gotta see what that was,” said Dale as he clambered into the pipe that was pouring water.

     “What the fuck are you doing? Let’s go!” said Andy.

     “Not until I see what made that sound,” said Dale as he carefully walked back into the tunnel.

     “Get back here! You fucking moron,” said Andy.

     And then he heard the strange sound again followed by his friend’s high pitch screams and cracking crunching sounds. The clear water that was pouring out from the tunnel seconds ago was now red. Not seconds later Dales severed head fell from the tunnel into the pool of water. Andy screamed and ran back to his house as fast as he could . When he got home he threw open the door and it hit the wall with a loud BANG!

     “What the hell is going on?” asked Levi.

     “Dad, something killed Dale!” said Andy speaking frantically.

     “What do you mean something killed Dale?” asked Levi.

     “His head it fell his head,” said Andy scared and panicked.

     “Where is Dale?” asked Levi.

     “The Wash,” said Levi.

     “I told you never to go down there? Goddammit!” said Levi.

     Levi ran upstairs and grabbed his shotgun that was loaded with slugs. He also grabbed his 21 inch Bowie knife and put it onto his belt buckling it tight.

     “You stay here Andy,” said Levi.

     “But dad,” said Andy.

     “Goddamnit! You listen to me boy!” yelled Levi.
     “Fine,” said Andy.

     His father got into his black full-size Dodge Ram and he drove to the field that led to the wash smashing through the chain link gate busting it open with his truck as he hauled ass to the wash.

     Andy grabbed his dad’s H&K USP .45 with a mounted laser light combo that he kept in his nightstand drawer. He checked to see if it was loaded and then he tucked it into his waist and jumped on his BMX bike and he rode it to the wash as fast as he could.

     Levi reached the stagnant pool of water where Dales severed head was floating with its eyes and mouth still open. Levi shined the light at the end of his shotgun into the dark tunnel, but he couldn’t see anything, so he gently tossed his shotgun into the tunnel and he climbed up into it.

     It was dark, damp and slippery as moss covered the walls and ground. Levi started walking deeper into the tunnel when he heard the loudest Croaking sound coming from deep within the tunnel. He cocked his shotgun and proceeded with caution his finger on the trigger. As he proceeded towards the back of he tunnel. he saw a pair of glowing eyes followed by one loud THUD and then again THUD and in front of him was a toad, so enormous it dwarfed even him.

     Levi fired a slug right into the giant toad and as it hit a huge tongue shot out from the toads mouth wrapping around Levi’s neck. He dropped the shotgun and the hideous toad started to reel him in like a fish. Levi quickly lost his balance slipping on the moss and falling to the floor. The light from his shotgun shined upon he Toads enormous mouth that had a mouth full of sharp teeth and even more on the roof of its mouth. Levi gasped for a breath of air, but could not find it. He quickly unsheathed his giant Bowie knife and he proceeded to slice through the beasts giant pink tongue. It made a very disturbing sound as it leaped towards him pinning him with its giant webbed foot just as he caught his breath.

     Levi gasped and dropped the Bowie knife onto the ground. He couldn’t move or breathe as he was trapped under the toads foot. He felt the life slowly drain from his body as the toad put an enormous amount of pressure on him breaking his ribs as it leaned its head down to devour him. Just as it did Levi heard gunfire and the toad leaped over Levi towards Andy who fired round after round into the Monstrous toad. Levi picked up his knife and sheathed it and then he grabbed his shotgun.

     “ANDY GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE TUNNEL NOW!” yelled Levi as he ran up to the back of he enormous toad firing slug after slug into its back and head until his chamber was empty.

     He then loaded six more rounds from the shot shell holder that was velcroed to the side of his shotgun. And he fired all six devastating dumbbell rounds into the frogs head killing it.

     “IS IT DEAD?” yelled Andy.

     “YES!” yelled Levi.

     Andy climbed back into the tunnel shining his light down at the enormous toad and then suddenly it kicked its feet out and Andy quickly jumped back falling on his ass.

     “Don’t worry it’s dead that was just a reflex,” said Levi laughing a bit.

     “Not funny dad! Just what the fuck was that thing anyway,” asked Andy.

     “Some kind of mutant frog that has been here since I was a kid,” said Levi.

     “I thought frogs only lived to be ten and how in the hell did it get like that?” asked Andy.

     “After it bit off Mikes hand. I heard that they drained it and found a few empty barrels of toxic waste in here it must have mutated over time,” said Levi.

     “Let’s get out of here, so we could shower,” said Andy.

     “Now that’s the best idea you’ve ever had,” said Levi and they both got into Levi’s truck and drove home never to return to the wash again.


End



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