Uncaged Page #4

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It's great, it's fantastic,

it's a nice hotel.

I would do dirty things

to stay in that hotel.

Turner:
You would do

dirty things for free.

Brandon:
Yeah listen,

the next morning,

the maids come in,

boyfriend's dead.

Head split open like

a pumpkin, or a melon,

or a watermelon, and Margaret,

she's handing from a

chandelier, dead too obviously.

Turner:
Jesus.

She killed herself.

Yeah, oh, but you know,

Jack's mom, that gets

a little nastier.

She took much longer

to go crazy, you know.

She waited, you know, years.

And then one night,

when Jack was around

five or six, his mother

just went ballistic.

Cut her husband's face

open with a razor.

Really tore in.

Like, gruesome, okay?

My parents, they still don't

understand how one night

a person could be

completely normal, friendly,

interesting, nice, and

then the next, homicidal.

They never even found her

body, just her clothes,

completely soaked in blood.

Oh, but the worst one,

the worst incident by far

is uncle Mike, our uncle Mike.

He was in Europe, taking

an overnight train

from Brussels to

Amsterdam. And the next day

when the train pulled

into the station

and the conductor came

to open the doors,

he found 12 bodies, dead

people, just slaughtered,

torn-up, cast all

over the walls.

You know it was just

disgusting. There was guts

everywhere, it was really

just gruesome stuff,

awful stuff. The only

guy that made it,

was uncle Mike, so

naturally he's a suspect,

but they couldn't find his

fingerprints on anything

and frankly it

didn't make any sense

that a scrawny teenager

could've killed an entire

car full of people, you know?

Not like the way,

whoever did it, did it,

because he tore like

jaws off and sh*t,

I mean god...

Holy sh*t, you're f***ing

related to these people.

No, it's through

Jack's father, so,

I'm not psycho.

Whew.

All right, that

really tired me out.

I'm gonna go to bed.

You should bundle up, okay,

the heat's off.

I love you.

Sh*t, f***...

Damn.

What the f***?

Brandon.

Brandon?!

Recorded message:

This feels as if it's

your beach, yours alone.

Don't shoot!

F***...

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary mother of god.

Pray for our sins.

Now and at the

hour of our death.

Amen.

Reporter on TV:
Medics on the

scene found the victim's body

was cut in half, authorities

speculate a rogue black bear...

What's with you

watching the news?

Ssshht!

...may be responsible for

the attack, and authorities

are urging all residents

to remain vigilant

while carrying our

their daily activities.

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