Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2008 02:49:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: BRENT ARCHER <none2wys@yahoo.com>
Subject: tofers place chap 4 gay/

Tofers place Halloween edition.


Colin was pushed into a corridor that had jail cells that ran down both
sides of the walls.  The cells ran the length of the building.

"Move you fucking prick" Brent the night guard snarled as he shoved Colin
again.

"I will..... kill you... when I get free you fat bastard." Colin's voice
oozed with hatred and venom.

"Fat chance of that happening. You stupid cock sucker." He shoved Colin
again making him fall face first onto the hard concrete floor. Colin pushed
himself over onto his back and stood up. He could feel that blood run down
his chin from the cut lip he just got from falling. That goes along with
the bruised ribs and cheep kidney punches that The guard inflicted as he
was chained to a bench and couldn't defend himself. Colin drug the shackles
along the floor that were bound around his ankles. Walking slowly trying to
protect his injured ribs.

"I said hurry up you son of a bitch!" Brent said as he lunged toward
Colin. Colin quickly dodged to the right and out of the way of the billy
club. Brent lost his balance and went down on the floor in a heap.  Colin
was on him like a pit bull. He wrapped the leg chains around Brent's neck
and proceeded to strangle him to death. Colin unwrapped the leg irons from
around his neck and grabbed the handcuff keys and unlocked himself. He
looked down and said "I told you.. you stupid fuck..  that I would kill
you." He slipped off his orange jumpsuit and put on the guards clothes and
made his way out of the building.

Colin headed to the nearest busy street sticking out his thumb hoping for a
ride back to LA. If he couldn't catch a ride by hitchhiking he would be
forced to steal a car. That's the last thing he wanted. It's easier to get
caught trying to steal a car than hitchhiking. An hour later someone
finally pulled over. The window was rolled down and the older man
asked. "Where are you going?"

"L.A. Are you going that far?" Colin asked.

"Yeah I am, go ahead and get on in it looks like its going to start raining
soon." Colin got into the car and shook the mans outstretched hand. "The
names Roger, What's yours?"

"Colin.. Hey, thanks for stopping. "  They sped off toward LA with Colin
chatting like he was everyones best friend. They reached the outskirts of
LA and Roger asked "Colin where did you want me to drop you off at?"

"Go ahead and take the next exit, there is a small cafe called Zimo's thats
sits on the right hand side. I would like to buy you dinner if you would
let me.?"

"That would be great.. I am getting hungry. Plus I have a few more hours to
go before I am finally home. Roger pulled the car into the parking lot for
Zimo's and shut the engine off. They walked into the cafe together and sat
at a both next to the windows.

Roger sat and talked about his wife and kids as the food was ordered,
delivered and devoured by the two men.

Colin sat getting bored with the older mans ramblings thinking what would
be the easiest way to kill him.  He called the waitress over asking for the
check.  Colin got up and out of the booth and went and paid for their
meals.  He came back to leave the tip on the table and Roger followed him
out of the cafe.  They got to Rogers car, Roger got in and rolled down the
window to chat with Colin for a few more minutes.

Colin pulled the exact o knife out of his pocket that he stole from the
police station and slowly opened it making sure that Roger didn't notice
anything.  He leaned into the window of the car and shook Rogers hand and
thanked him for the ride. He pulled his hand back out of the car and
switched the blade to his right hand and reached in and slowly and deeply
slid the blade up the inside of Rogers thigh cutting the femoral artery.
Colin stood staring as the blood started to seep into Rogers pant leg and
the seat below. He slowly walked away after Roger took his last breath.

Colin knew where he was headed.. He wanted to kill no one more than his
ex.. Matt. He made his way through LA until he came to the street he was
very familiar with. 33rd was the street Matt lived on.  He hoped that he
would catch Matt and his new boyfriend together so that he could kill them
both at the same time. He prayed that fate would be on his side.

Colin made his way around to the back of the house through the side gate
that was very rarely used. He came around the corner of the house to find
Matt's dog laying on the back porch. He picked his head up and stared at
him trying to figure out if he was friend or foe. He realized that it was
Colin and got up and ran over to him waging his tail.  Colin bent down and
scratched his head and petted him for a few minutes and then placed both
hand on the dogs head and twisted his head severely to the right breaking
the dogs neck. The dog immediately fell to the ground. Colin picked the
body up and moved it around to the side of the house to make sure that it
wouldn't be seen.


Colin crept along the back of the house until he came to the first window
peeking inside to see if Matt was home. He saw no movement from this side
of the house. He got down on his hands and knees and crawled through the
doggie door.  Trying not to make any noise. Once inside the house he stood
up and made his way into the kitchen pulling open the drawer that held all
the butcher knives. He selected the largest one. Shuting the drawer he
turned and headed down the hall to the stairs. He saw no movement from the
front of the house so he turned right and headed up the stairs taking them
two at a time, staying to the side, trying not to make any noise. He
reached the top of the stairs and headed straight for Matt's bedroom only
to find it empty. Colin sat down on the bed trying to come up with a plan
of what he was going to do too Matt when he did come home.

Colin laid back on the bed closing his eyes for a moment when he heard a
noise down the hall. He bolted up off of the bed making his way to the
door. Peaking around the door frame he saw a shadow moving in Matt's
office. The shadow moved closer to the Office door. Colin stepped back
behind the bedroom door waiting for his next victim to either come in the
bedroom or walk by. Matt walked slowly into the bedroom heading for the
bathroom. Colin went over and sat on the bed waiting for Matt to make his
appearance from the bathroom once again.  He heard the toilet flush and the
water in the sink running and knew that it was close to the time he had
been waiting for.  Matt walked out of the bathroom not paying much
attention until his gaze focused on Colin sitting on the bed.  Colin stood
up and laughed at the shocked and terrified expression on Matt's face.

"I told you that I would kill you..  and thats exactly what I am going to
do."  Colin moved toward Matt.  Matt stood his ground. As Colin got within
striking range he swung the knife towards Matt's chest..  Matt deflected
the knife and slammed Colin's hand against the dresser.  The knife fell to
the ground and Matt kicked it out of Colin's reach. Matt slammed his hand
down on the back of Colin's neck sending him to the ground. Matt jumped
over him moving toward the knife when Colin grabbed his leg sending Matt
face down on the carpet. Matt could hear Colin getting up and knew if he
didn't get to the knife first he would more than likely be dead. Matt
scrambled for the knife about the same time that Colin did. He ended up not
making it in time. Colin swung around with the knife ready to go in for the
kill. Colin ran full force toward Matt bringing the knife up and slashing
Matt's arm wide open. Matt stumbled back and fell to the ground. Matt was
clutching his arm as Colin advanced on him with hatred in his eyes.

Colin grabbed Matt by the hair picking him up off of the floor and throwing
him on the bed. He crawled on top of him and brought the knife with both
hands above Matt's chest.  He slowly lowered the knife pushing it into
Matt's chest piercing his heart.  In massive pain Matt screamed himself
awake as the door bell rang. Matt got out of his chair and went and opened
the door to hear. "Trick or treat smell my feet give me something good to
eat..  HAPPY HALLOWEEN."