TFW CH 24 The Fuckno Wars Sven And Lenny

Wicked Garden   by Stone Temple Pilots

Here's the link to the previous part.  It will help you, my friend.

Sven stood back in the shadows to watch the fire he had ignited.  From behind him he heard a whisper.  

“Why did you do that?”

He whipped about and held the pistol out.  His skin crawled.  He could not see a thing.  His eyes were blinded from his first fire behind him as he peered into the darkness.

He said, “Who are you?”

The whispering person said, “Please don’t shoot me mister.  I’m Lenny Sustenuto.  What’s going on?  How did I get here?”

Sven could now see two sparks of light off to his right.  The flames from behind him glinted in the eyes of the young man now before him.

Sven flicked the cigarette lighter in his other hand.  The electricity escaped the city and now,

pitch

black 

darkness 

gripped that forgotten hotel.  




He saw the face of a teenager before him. 

Sven said, “Why do you not know what is going on here and now?”

Lenny said, “The last thing I knew, I was attacked.  Then I woke up here.  Well, over there by that fire before you did that shit.  I got the fuck out to find Sherry.  You seen her?  Why you burning this place up?”

Sven frowned.  He made an assessment.  Then he smiled and held the lighter up to his own face.  He said, “We have to get out of here.  This place will get very hot. Will you follow me down?”

Lenny said, “I don’t wanna burn up here mister!  Show me the way!”

The twain had met.

Sven said, “Hold on.  I have to think...  This cigarette lighter will not glow well for two of us. We need another light source to navigate the stairwell to go down.”

He smirked.  He would have some fun after all.

I Put A Spell On You   by Tab Benoit

Sven ran back into the room that erupted brighter and hotter from the flames crawling along the old carpeting on the floor.  He swung the backpack off his shoulder and dumped the pistol and lighter into it. 

He pulled out a large knife and knelt down by one of them overdosed young people there.


She was the last one to see him, Sven, before she died.


She would join Sherry, and she would kill him.

She saw what he did.




Sven pulled her pants off.

He grabbed her leg.

He inserted the knife into her knee under her patella and made a circle around the knee. 


The tendons are quite strong you know, and cutting through them takes great effort. 

After it was cut off, he trimmed the calf meat away from the shin bones.  


He grabbed her leg by its new bone-handle and placed the tennis shoe on her foot into the fire.  He laid her leg down and stepped back.

The shoe began to sizzle, and then it caught fire. 

Sven grabbed the torch up by its handle of bone. 

Such a marvelous sight to behold in his evil eyes. 

He held the young lady’s half-leg before him and illuminated the face of the young man in the shadows.

Lenny doubled over and vomited. 

Sven said, “No time for that now.  We have to leave this place.”  He walked past Lenny.


He found the stairwell exit, using the light from the leg torch he held up high and proud.



He said, "See you in the depths, Lenny."

Down.

Down.

Down.

Into the depths of the underbelly of Fuckno, the ugliest place to have ever existed, Sven felt like he had finally arrived at a place he could call Home.

He stopped at the end of the stairwell and saw the door before him standing open.  



What wonders lay beyond? 

Would there be something for a cannibal to eat?

Should he go to the beach and get a tan?


Should he go west?

First of all, he would need to find an automobile.  One thing he had learned about the society of Calif-For-No-One was that nobody ever walked.

He waited for a moment.

He knew that Lenny would be coming along.

He knew it in his heart.

Sure enough, Lenny stumbled down the stairwell, screaming along the way.  He said, “Hey, dude!  Don’t let me burn!  Where the fuck are you dude?”

Dumbass.

Sven took in a deep breath.  


There is no escape, you know.  There is only forward motion.  But it's better when you have company.

He turned around and said, “Mr. Sustenuto!  You must keep calm!  You will frighten off the fresh meat!  And also, The Killers."

Lenny shut himself the fuck up.

He had no fucking clue, 



But,


You will.



You will get a clue, my friend.



It will be very ugly.

Party At Ground Zero    by  Fishbone

God Help You.

God Help Us All.

---willies out