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Another chill winter night in the darkness of Kansas City. A wind was starting to pick up as Chainsaw stands on the front steps taking a deap drag on his first cig in over 4 months. He coughs a little causing his shoulders to spasm with pain. A slight glow eminates from the TV inside.
Chainsaw: Hmm, smells like wood smoke tonight. {Chainsaw picks up the web cam and laptop and heads back inside.} Inside, Miss Jackie is watching the Evening news while reclining in a commfy chair dangling her feet over the edge. Her violet blouse hangs open just a little too much and her black slacks are a little bit tight. Chainsaw tosses his trenchcoat onto the sofa and eases himself down crosslegged onto the floor next to her chair.
Dr. Jacquiline: How are your shoulders Stan? Chainsaw: They're still a bit sore. You stitched them up pretty good. You know, if you keep studying you might earn that doctorate. Dr. Jacquiline: {sigh} You're just as bad as Dr. No! {sigh} It looks like the city is on fire. They have a reporter on the scene, gawd she looks terrible.
A haggard woman with cakey make-up stands before a roaring blaze of a building bathed in blue and red police lights.
Reporter: ...We are waiting for offical word as to the exact cause of this fire. The fire departmant is going to be busy early into the morning because the prevailing winds have spread the blaze throughout the city... Camera zooms in to the police line where an exastrabated preacher talks with an Officer Cortez...
�El Diablo vino para ellos. �l vino vengarse uno sus el propios!... Chainsaw: I think he said something about the devil's wine has taken vengance on one of our people? Maybe we should check this out. Dr. Jacquiline: Ok, but we have to feed the cats first. You know how they get when they aren't fed.
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TBC
Radiofree Chainsaw out.
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Radiofree Chainsaw on
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Chainsaw and Dr. Jacquiline Hyde arive at the scene of the news report to find the Preacher sitting on the stairs of a burnt out club. They walk over to the stairs that lead from the front to the dance floor. There the Preacher seams to have composed himself somewhat and speaks with a thick Cuban accent.
Chainsaw deftly stepps under the police line and heads over to the officer and the preacher.
Chainsaw: We'll take it from here officer.
{flashes a phoney badge} Detective McTaggart, Vice Squad.
If you want to be useful get us some coffee, it's going to be a long night.
Well go on.
Chainsaw: ?^Ud. hables Ingesh?
Chainsaw: Can you tell us what happened here?
Preacher: The Devil came for them. He came to avenge one of his own,
he was enraged by the fact he could not get to the one who caused his
pain to start with so instead he went for the closest thing. Before he
took the head of that one over there he told him.
{points to the chalk outline of the man they were zipping up in a body bag.}
Preacher: {with growing conviction in his voice} He said,
"Eye for an eye",
"Tooth for a tooth",
"And blood shall have blood",
"After your dead there is something I want you to do.
You gonna meet someone called "The Hag". I want you to tell her
that she and I."
"We have a serious problem with each other. And if it
happens tomorrow or in a thousand years, I'll get her back for what
she did. Even if I break down the gates of Hell themselves.
{The preacher crosses himself for the security of the gesture even though he is not Catholic.}
and feel the hell fire singe her skin.
She looks at the mauled bodies of the dead on the dance floor,
and sees a woman officer standing solemly as if in prayer.
Chainsaw: hmm, something seems very familiar about all this...
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Radiofree Chainsaw out
TBC
"1-2-3 something just got wicked"
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