Humpday Promotions: The Lot on Route 6: Page 29

Kill for me. A terrifying request, but Gavin will take this request and do his best to complete it. He will suffer. He will reach the edge of his sanity. He will live in pain. But he will do all he can do to protect the people and the town he loves.

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The Lot stood cold and silent, covered in snow, lights burning bright cutting away the night, generator humming loud. Gavin was hunkered down inside the gingerbread house. He was once a healthy man, but now he looked like he had spent the last two months inside a sweat box. He was emaciated and weak, ribs showing through his skin. His face hung droopy and long, teeth rotting away, some had fallen out. His once thick hair now thin, patchy, and lifeless across his skull. His clothes were dirty and disheveled, unclean like the rest of his body.

“Come out Gavin! Nobody has to get hurt if you just come out!” Ernie yelled through the thin walls of the tiny home, police lights splashing and flashing all over the place.

There was silence from inside as Gavin held the shotgun tight in his hands and let the sweat drip from his head. His eyes were darting back and forth like a cocaine addict who had been up for way too long. He was frantic at the thought of what the trees would do if he wasn’t there to feed them. He had protected this town, and he wasn’t about to stop now, not even if it meant dying on one of his favorite holidays.

“We have a few minutes of patience left! Then we are coming in Gavin, whether you like it or not! Tonight is Christmas Eve! No one has to die!” Ernie yelled, hoping his voice alone would calm the situation.

Gavin sucked in air and found his breath. “I can’t leave the trees. You don’t know what they’re capable of.”

The cops looked at Ernie, who drew in a breath, exhaled it in a plum of white, and nodded. The army of cops moved forward, pushing open the red and green gate, inching slowly up the snow covered brick path painted like a candy cane, which ran between the green and well fed pine trees. The trees remained silent, unmoving, and unable to help Gavin in this situation for fear of detection. They just stood there letting it all unfold, knowing their feeding for this year was over.

Ernie closed his eyes, fingers pinching them shut, trying to close out what was happening. He just couldn’t believe it had come to this.

Gun fire pulled him out of his thoughts.

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