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from chapter 39....

The man was eight feet tall, if he was an inch, and he grinned at Judas. He stood at the edge of the stand of trees.
"Who are you?" Judas asked, afraid. The obscenely tall man looked down on him.
"I am the Piper," the man replied. "I'm here to get paid."
With that, the Mighty One turned on heel. Enormous footprints sinking inches into the grassy parkland followed him as he melted into the night. He went to prepare a special place for Judas Iscariot. A nice chilly spot shall be reserved for the damned vampire in the Pit of Despair. Where he shall be tormented: day and night, for all time. Until Judas begs for the pain like a warm glass of milk and forgets who he ever was.
A rustling came from the trees, high up in them. Judas' eyes darted up and he saw them.
"Now is time," Judas heard them say. They tumbled down from the trees.
The three demons hit the ground running. They converged on Judas' shoulders. One demon slid itself around to the vampire's face and grabbed hold of both ears. The demon shoved it in and furiously thrust his oozing fetid penis into the vampire's lipless mouth. The demon pumped maniacally, quickly ejaculating. Clumps of greenish/brown pecker pus rocketed out Judas' nose. His muffled, gagging protest coincided with tree roots erupting from spongy earth. The tree roots slid up over his hands and feet. The roots tugged them tight to the ground.
Judas struggled in vain as the other two buried claws in his skull. They were going to drink of the soup the stroke had cooked up for them. They planned to rip Judas to shreds and dig in his brains with their forked tongues.
As soon as they could pry the lid off.

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Definitely have it playing out in my mind! I like it. Thanks for sharing, Steven.
Peace,
Stefan

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YIKES!! =:-0 ..... that's awesome!! :)

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Oh wow! This is awesome writing! Def got me interested in the rest of it! Going back to your profile to check out your page.

Love Rachael

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Take a long drive thru the wicked streets of The Harbor with me.....

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PILATE: A Brutal Bible Tale by Steven Rage

from chapter 9:

1850 anno Domini....

The vampire crouched on the roof of the brothel. Sheltered by the false front, he tried to hold himself together. A great deal of his precious blood had been lost and his strength with it. He needed to find a dark hole to crawl into so he could hide and heal.
He glanced around, realized immediately he was worse off than he thought. There were more miners waiting for him up here. It was to be an ambush, plain and simple. The vampire heard rifles being made ready to fire. All weapons were pointing at him. The miners had smiles painted on their rough-hewn faces.
A moment of silence...
More than twenty bullets slammed the vampire against coarse planking of the false front. He began to breathe truly hard as more blood and the oxygen it carried gushed forth.
The moonlight glinted off the head of the axe. It buried itself in the planking behind the vampire. It seperated head from body.
The vampire had just enough time to see his decapitated body. Right before the life winked out of him....

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Bought your book last night and I will start reading it right away.

Peace,
Stefan

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Well you caught my attention my friend, now lets see where it goes from here!!!

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