WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE:
Al, one of the sideshow midgets, didn't take kindly to bullying especially on the day he got engaged.
"Fred saw to Old Pa. “Come along now, Pop. Let’s go to breakfast.” It was early; they’d just be cooking it up, but Fred was hungry. Hungry and happy—a good way to be.
They were just having their eggs when Joe came traipsing by. “Did you hear what happened?” Before another word passed out of his mouth, Fred felt his stomach drop. “No, what happened?”
“Damndest thing, Fred. A Dalton kid was sliced up last night. They found him in back of Dalton’s Department Store. He was cut so badly, he didn’t have an ounce of blood left in his body. Cut his dick off and everything.” Joe leaned over. “And whoever did it shoved it in his mouth!”
Fred didn’t let his face betray him. “Horrible! Do they know who did it?”
“Not a clue. People like that ask for trouble sometimes though. I’ve always thought that. How about you?”
Fred replied with some kind of bullshit that sounded right.
“Dalton never had much crime, sure is unusual. I wonder who did it.”
Fred shrugged. “Never know what’s in people’s heads.”
He sought Al out as soon as he could. “Did you?”
“Did I do what?” Al asked with a smirk.
“Look, you little fucker. You know what I mean.”
“Look Al, don’t fuck this up for us. Don’t bring the law down on us, alright? We finally have a good thing here.”
Al started to sound off.
Fred understood. “Yes, sure. I hate it too but you can’t kill off all the bastards. There are too many of them!”
“Still,” Al said. “That’s one bastard less.”
WARNING: ADULT HORROR-GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL SCENES
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