Sybil Writes On Leaves

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I sat in the back of the Blazer with Brianna. She had been washed and dressed in a gray sweatshirt and jeans. She wore large dark sunglasses and a lot of make-up. She still looked dead sitting motionless and silent. Sally drove and Damijana rode in the passenger seat. I tried to keep my nerves calm. My mind kept thinking, “I need a gun.” Lavinia’s voice responded to my thought, “Your weapon is under the seat.” I found a two foot long spiked wooden club under my seat. Lavinia’s voice said, “There are two men in the house who watch over the place. Four women are in there working and there are three tricks inside right now. This is their slowest time of the day. Brianna will take care of at least one of the two men. Let Damijana and Sally deal with the other one and the tricks. You will go straight to the bedrooms and execute the women.”

“I can’t just shoot them?”

“No. I don’t want fireworks this morning?”

“We’re burning the house. I could just tie the women up…”

“No, you cannot just tie the women up and leave them to burn. You will smash out their brains with the mace under your seat. Are you afraid of the work involved or The Furies?” I was relieved that she had brought issue up. Nothing went on in my mind without her knowledge, not even my dreams. I replied, “Yes, I’m afraid of both. I’m afraid of beating four women to death with a club and I’m especially afraid of ‘The Beautiful Ones’.”

“They gave you permission to kill. They told you that after you help me destroy The Great Sathanas, you must kill me. I care about you, I don’t want you to suffer eternal torture. Follow the orders handed down to you by ‘the powers that be’. The first task you were given is to help me destroy The Great Sathanas, correct? Good. Now get ready to take that club under the seat and execute the four women inside the house.” I reached under the seat, grabbed the spiked club and wondered if the previous nights ‘vision’ was really a vision at all.

The Blazer came to a stop in front of a one-story single family home. Nobody spoke, everyone was following orders communicated directly to their brains by Lavinia. I had no idea what Brianna was going to do. I followed Sally and Damijana as they hurried to the front door. Brianna followed closely behind me. Damijana carried a machete at her side, Black Sally pulled a dagger from the small of her back and slammed her foot into the door right beside the deadbolt. The door flew in and Brianna ran into the apartment followed by Damijana and Sally. I crossed the threshold and pushed the door shut behind me. A high-pitched scream came from my left, Brianna had a man pinned down on the floor. She was tearing the flesh from his face with her teeth.

A large Hispanic man came running down the hallway. Damijana stood in his path, the machete concealed behind her long skirt. When the man approached, she stepped to the side and slashed him across the eyes with the blade. In a matter of seconds, she chopped the man’s left leg off at the knee then decapitated him after he fell to the floor. Black Sally stormed down the hallway kicking in doors. A shirtless man came rushing out one of the rooms struggling to pull his pants up. Sally buried her dagger in the man’s groin, pushed him up against the wall, then pulled the blade up to his sternum. I went to the hallway and entered the first room. A naked woman sat on the bed smiling. I raised the mace in the air; the smile never left her face as I broke open her skull. I went to the next room; hair, brain and bone dangling from the spikes on my mace. I heard a man screaming in one of the other rooms. He didn’t scream long, then all that could be heard was the sound of the machete hacking through muscle and bone.

It was the same with the woman in the next room, except she was a red-head. She sat on the bed with a detached look in her eye and that creepy grin on her face. She fell to the side like a bowling pin when the club collided with the side of her head with a loud meaty crack. The side of the woman’s head had been completely torn off revealing her brain. I pulled the large section of skull and red-hair from my mace and went to the next room.

The only difference in the next room was the hair color, she was a brunette, and I had to hit her seven times before she stopped twitching. When I entered the fourth room, I stopped dead my tracks, the club fell from my hand. It was the college girl from my dream. Sally entered the room. She yelled, “What the fuck are you waiting for?”

I said, “I know her. I won’t do it.”

Lavinia’s voice said, “Kill her. I told you to kill all four women.”

I thought, “You know who she is. You saw my dream.”

Lavinia replied, “There is nothing you can do for her. We can’t let her go.”

“We can take her with us.”

“No, you cannot. She can be tracked by that chip in her head and she can still be controlled.”

“I know where it is. We can cut it out.” I heard the screams of the last remaining man. Black Sally grabbed a handful of the college girl’s hair and pulled her head back as if she were going to slit her throat. She found the scar behind the girl’s ear and dug out the chip. The college girl immediately began screaming and flailing around. Sally punched her in the face, knocking her unconscious. She looked at me, shook her head and said, “You get to carry her and hurry the fuck up.”

As I dragged the college girl toward the front door, Damijana came in carrying a gas can and began dousing the furniture with gasoline. Brianna stood by the door, her face and hair soaked in blood. The body of her victim laid several feet away, blood, organs and intestines fanned out from all sides. Brianna helped me lift the college girl and carry her to the Blazer. We threw her on the floor and climbed in. Sally and Damijana hurried out the house and hopped in the vehicle. Black smoke billowed out the door as we pulled away. Damijana pulled a bag of towels from under her seat. Lavinia’s voice said, “Get the gallon of water, dish soap, bucket and bag of clothes from behind the rear seat. We washed the blood and brain matter from our hands and faces as we drove. We stripped off our clothes and changed into fresh ones. Damijana climbed in to the backseat and duct taped the college girls wrist’s, ankles and mouth.

Black Sally lit a cigarette, “Clarence. Where do you know that girl from?”

“I used to go to school with her.”

Damijana asked, “Would you like to try that again Clarence, without the bullshit?”

“I know her from a vision I had.”

Sally said, “Lavinia let you keep that woman…” she took long drag from her cigarette and slowly shook her head, “You’re telling me that Lavinia wanted to make you happy so we broke our line and let one of the women live? My life depends on the decisions Lavinia makes and she’s now making decisions based on what makes you happy? I know she can hear me right through your ears. That’s how close you two have become. So give me an answer Clarence. Ask your Mistress if that’s what the situation is here.” Sally pulled into the parking of a shopping center and parked. She turned in her seat and pointed large pistol at my face. She continued, “If that is the situation, I’ll just kill you right now before you get me killed later on down the road.”

Damijana held a .380 to Sally’s head. “I may agree with what you’re doing right now, but that doesn’t change the fact that if you kill Clarence without the Matriarch’s permission, you will be the next one to die.”

“Your sister…”

“My sister is the Matriarch of this family and you will follow her orders.”

Sally glared at me through narrowed eyes, then she smirked, “All right Damijana, I’m in line. But the next time this motherfucker’s woman issues put my life in danger, I’m killing him and I won’t give a fuck about the consequences.” She put the pistol away, turned back around and pulled off. I focused on Damijana and thought, “Thank you.” Her voice said, “Don’t thank me. Thank Lavinia. I didn’t do that for you. I agree with Sally that you should be executed. My sister disagrees. Today, she makes the rules. You should consider what will happen to you if our beloved Matriarch ever passes away.”

Lavinia’s voice said, “The more that I realize just how inextricably intertwined our fates are, the more I wonder if there really is such a thing as soul mates.”

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