From the Paperback edition.
an only child born into poverty. He grew up on a farm and was sheltered from
any other human contact until the age of seven. His father was an alcoholic,
and his mother slept with every man in town. Delmer did not know what it was
like to have a loving family and a stable home. He believed that every family
must be like his until his mother sent him off to school for the first time in
everything seemed to be pretty normal for Delmer. He just couldn't understand
why his classmates were laughing at him all the time. He wasn't a bully, he
didn't have the luxuries that other children his age had, and he had a smell to
him. His clothes were rather ragged, his hair was matted, his teeth were
crooked and yellow, he spoke with a lisp, and one of his feet was turned in so
he couldn't walk a straight line. Instead of retaliating, Delmer decided to
hold all the hurt and anger, just like he did with his parents.
One day he
decided it was time to fire up his father's crematory and see if there was any
life in the old furnace. His father's crematory business used to flourish until
alcohol started consuming his life. He would beat Delmer and his mother on a
lit the furnace, the flames got higher and higher. It was as if the furnace was
speaking to him. A sense of calm came over him that he had never felt before in
his life. Delmer would sit beside the furnace and talk to it as if the furnace
could hear him.
One day his
father came down to the crematory where he hid his booze and stumbled upon
Delmer sitting near the furnace.
"Boy what are you doing down here? I thought I told you to never
come down here! I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson! Bend over boy!"
his father growled as he pulled out his belt.
down the last of his whiskey and started whipping his son uncontrollably. Delmer's
cries echoed throughout the crematory and reached the farmhouse. His mother
heard his cries and ran to the crematory where her son lay lifeless.
“What happened!?” his mother cried.
your business, woman, just shut up! This is between father and son and doesn't
concern you,” his father replied heartlessly. “Now get out of here before I
beat you too!”
“You wouldn't,” Delmer’s mother snapped back.
opened another bottle of whiskey, turned it up, and wiped off his mouth as he
shut the door.
“This is for all the men you've slept with,”
he said sternly as he started beating her with his belt until she fell down
slowly regained consciousness and glanced up at the furnace. He couldn't
believe what he saw in the raging fire. He could hear a voice calling to him.
Billie Ridell liked to dabble in the occult mainly
because he was an outcast with his classmates at school. Billie stood about
four feet nine inches tall with jet black hair and a lisp when he would
talk. Billie always dreamed about being Class President one day and even
his ultimate dream was to be the President of the United States of
America but that was stretching it a bit too far. Billie never stood up
for himself . He would just suppress his feelings but we all know that's not healthy
to bottle up your anger.
As Billie was
finishing out his senior year at Ragsdale High School, Billie’s classmates
invited him to a Graduation party at Darren's house as a peace offering for all
the bad deeds that were done to him during his school years. Billie had no idea
this wasn't a peace offering, it was just another trick that would cause
Billie to want to get even with his classmates. His classmates didn't know they
were about to unleash an evil force that would be their last trick that they
would ever play on anyone again.
Billie was so excited to go to the party and have a
good time and put all the pranks behind him. Boy was he in for a big
surprise. Billie showed up right on time dressed in his cap and gown and ready
to party before graduation that would begin in about three hours. As Billie
knocked on the door he could hear the laughter and music that was coming from
inside the house, but the laughter was about the prank that the classmates
would be playing on Billie.
The door opened and Billie stepped inside ready
to party. Everyone was so nice to Billie and telling him how nice he looked and
congratulating him on graduating in the top ten of his class. Darren the main
prankster of the whole bunch took Billie over to get some punch and cake to
eat. The punch that Billie was about to drink was laced with enough sleeping
pills to knock him out for a solid hour so the classmates could carry on the
grew up on a farm with beautiful green pastures and lots of cattle. Just
because Damien's life was the envy of his friends, Damien was dying inside
because of the abuse from his father.
Damien's father made him work all day in the blazing hot sun loading
branches into the wood chipper. Damien was getting sick and tired of not
getting anything to eat or drink all day. When Damien would ask his father if
he could take a break, as tears flowed down his cheeks, Damien's father would
call him names like sissy boy, your pathetic, and I don't know why you were born.
Damien's love for his father quickly grew into hatred. Whenever Damien would
lay his weak body down for the night, he would dream of putting his father into
the wood chipper, but Damien's anger hadn't quite reached that point yet of
going through with his dream, but it sure was in the back of his mind.
started life off with three strikes against him. He was born on a sacrificial
altar that his mother was sacrificed on during a Satanic Ritual. Jason's father
was the leader of the satanic cult known as “Satan’s 7 Demon Knights” that were
conducting the ritual. Jason's mother was being sacrificed because she wanted
out of her husband's satanic cult. Jason's father raised the sacrificial knife
and drove it through his wife's heart as she screamed in agony. As her blood
dripped off of the sacrificial altar, Jason's father cut open her belly reached
inside and pulled his newborn baby son out and dipped his finger in his wife's
blood. Then Jason's father drew a pentagram on his son's forehead and proceeded
to read some verses of the satanic bible to welcome his son into his cult,
Satan’s 7 Demon Knights. Jason had no idea he was going to be molded into one
of the most evil men this town has ever known.
Just off in the distance stood a little town called
Killington that was hard to locate on a map. In fact, this town only had a
population of about fifty people, which could explain why nobody knew about the
town. That was about to change when Jason moved in to this town. Jason would
end up turning the town upside down and make Killington a tourist attraction
and famous for all the wrong reasons.
Jason was a very quiet man that kept to himself until
one woman named Marybeth stole his heart and all Jason could think about was
Marybeth. Jason would bring candy and flowers to Marybeth every chance he
could. Marybeth wasn't really interested in Jason because he wasn't her
type, but she played along with his flirting anyway and pretended that she was
excited to receive the candy and gifts that he brought her.
a very promiscuous woman and wasn't the settling down type and Jason didn't
stand a chance in being her one and only love. Every time Jason would try
to take her out to the movies, Marybeth would make up some kind of excuse about
her sick mother, but Marybeth had no living mother because her mother died
about twenty years ago. Jason being so in love with Marybeth took her
word on it.
After a few
months and many flowers and candy, Marybeth decided she would go out to the
movies with Jason. Whenever Jason would try to make a move on Marybeth at
the movie, she would either turn away and change the subject or drop something
so Jason couldn't kiss her. When the movie finished Jason asked Marybeth
if they could do this again and Marybeth replied "Sure some other
time." Then Jason asked her if he could come by her place for dinner so he
could meet her mother. Marybeth said "No, my mother is terminally
ill and she can't have any visitors. I'm sorry I'd like you to come over but I
have to follow Doctor's orders. I know you'll understand." Jason
answered "I understand."
Jason decided he wouldn't pressure Marybeth
because he was afraid she might not see him anymore but Jason couldn't keep
away because when he saw her long blonde hair and deep blue eyes, it just took
his breath away.
One night when Jason was walking home and decided to
take a short cut through Marybeth's backyard he could hear laughing inside
Marybeth's house. Jason thought it was Marybeth and her mother laughing and
just having a good time together, but Jason thought if Marybeth's mother was so
terminally ill she wouldn't be laughing at all. Jason decided he would knock on
Marybeth's front door just to say hi and maybe get to meet her mother, but as
Jason knocked on the door, the door swung open and Jason entered calling out to
Marybeth, but all he heard was laughing upstairs in one of the bedrooms.
Jason slowly walked up the stairs and approached the bedroom where the laughing
was coming from and slowly opened the door and when Jason looked inside there
was Marybeth with a man in her bed.
It is said that if something is dead it might just
be a good idea to leave it alone especially if it is evil. We all know that
there is always someone that can't leave well enough alone. Luther was
one of those that wasn't scared of nothing especially if it was dead and
buried. Luther felt superior over something buried six feet underground because
he knew he was safe if he danced on their grave or desiccated it in any way. Then
one day when some of his friends dared him to dance and desiccate the grave of
a man that legend has it was a real werewolf located deep in the woods buried
near a stream by an abandoned house. The werewolves wooden tombstone read
whosoever disturbs my sleep when the moon is full will surely die by the hands
of the werewolf.
Luther thought the legend was hogwash and what was an
easy dare. Luther agreed to the dare and said "You guys are a bunch of
fools. There are no such things as werewolves." "Luther, you can only
go through with the dare if there's a full moon if not the dare is no good and
you will be the laughing stock of all your friends, said Jason."
"Don't you worry I won't let my friends down, said Luther." Luther
waited until the moon was full and called Jason so he would have proof.
Jason told Luther to video tape himself dancing on the werewolf’s grave and
saying the words there are no such things as werewolves three times.
Everything was going as planned. Luther danced on the werewolf's grave and
right as Luther said "There are no such things as werewolves on the third
time, the werewolf's hand came out of his grave and grabbed Luther's ankle.
Luther fell to the ground looked at his ankle and couldn't free himself. Then
the werewolf emerged from his grave. The werewolf howled and said "So,
there are no such things as werewolves.
Charlie was sick and tired of cooking at his Uncle
Sam's diner because all Sam had on the menu was the same bland stuff that had
been cooked over twenty years. Charlie
knew he could do better than his uncle ever could. Charlie decided he had
enough money saved up to open his own little diner in town.
The following morning he was going to tell his Uncle
Sam today would be his last day to work at the diner. Charlie broke the
news to his Uncle Sam but Sam was hurt that Charlie wanted to leave the family
business. Sam said "Charlie, why do
you want to leave? Haven't we paid you
well and gave you all the free meals and a nice place to stay." Charlie answered "Please don't make this
difficult for us both. I'm not happy
here anymore. I just feel that it's time for me to move on besides I'm a man
now and I need to take care of my own self and start my own diner. I hope you
understand Uncle." Sam replied "Yes, I do understand I just wanted to
believe you would just work here the rest of your life like I have, but
sometimes leaving the family business is for the best. When you open your new
diner, Charlie could I please come by and see what wonderful things you have
done." "Sure, Uncle Sam,
you'll be the first person I call. Now Uncle come over and give me a big hug,
wish me luck." “Ok, Charlie! You take good care of yourself and don't
forget to call me when the diner is finished, said Uncle Sam." "Don't
worry Uncle Sam you'll love my new diner. Now tell everyone it's been a pleasure
working here. Now I've got to get to the bank and take out a small loan to
cover some of the construction costs for the new diner, said Charlie."
"Charlie, why don't you let me give you the money you need to cover the
remaining construction costs, said uncle Sam." "No, I appreciate your kindness but I
need to do this all alone just like you did when you started your diner, said
Charlie." "Well alright, we'll be talking soon Charlie, said Uncle
Charlie's diner was up and running ready to give his
Uncle Sam's diner a run for their money.
In reality Charlie's was a flop compared to his Uncle Sam's diner, but
that was to be expected since Uncle's diner had been there for over twenty
years now. Charlie was working longer
hours than he expected to make a profit.
Charlie started getting depressed and drinking more than he should.
Then one night when all of his customers were gone,
Charlie sat down at one of the tables eating a ham sandwich because that's all
he could afford since his diner was losing so much money. Charlie could
barely pay his rent on time and there was no extra money to spend on
himself. Charlie went back in the kitchen to make a fresh batch of chili
for the next day since that was one of his best dishes but that wasn't saying
much. As Charlie was stirring his chili, he paused for a moment thinking
as hard as he could to think of some way to drum up more business and bring
Uncle Sam's diner customers to his place instead. Then entered a man dressed in a black trench
coat with a black hat and dark glasses.
Charlie said to the stranger "can't you see
the place is closed for the night." The stranger responded "that's
not why I'm here. I am here because I
want to make a deal with you." Charlie said "Is this some kind of a
joke or something." "This is no joke said the stranger."
"Ok, what kind of a deal could you possibly want to make with me because
I'm not selling the diner. I just need a
way to bring in more customers that's all, said Charlie." "If you
will just be quiet for a moment I'll tell you what I'm offering. Number one I
don't want to buy you out. What I have
to offer you will bring in more customers than you could dream about said the