Posted by Michael Crombie on September 21, 19100 at 00:16:59:
In Reply to: Re: scary? posted by Nancy Hough on September 16, 1998 at 02:56:05:
Our story starts one night in a large two story house in South Austin, in a neighborhood called Oak Parke. The house was home to Ben and Shannon Richardson. The Richardsons had two lovely children of whom they were very proud. Troy, a boy the age of eight, and Emily who was seven. Each had red hair like their father, and were the centers of conversation at every family get togethers. It was raining this particular night, which was unusual, for at the time Austin was going through a drought. On this night Ben and Shannon were planning on going to a neighborhood dinner thrown by a very influental couple, the Crombies. They instructed their children Troy and Emily to go to bed early, and made sure their dog Mollie was inside. With that done, Ben and Shannon hastily left for the dinner party. Once the Richardsons stepped out the door, the TV went on. After ten minutes, much to the childrens dismay, there was a power outage. With nothing to do and their parents gone, the kids surprisingly decided to go to bed. Disturbed by the thunder, they both crawled into their parents bed, and tried to go to sleep. Their dog, Mollie, had a habit of lying underneath the bed. The children would periodically put their hand under the bed, and Mollie would lick it, to let them know everything was alright. Amazingly, the kids managed to fall asleep. Halfway through the night, Emily woke up. She drowsily looked around, wondering what woke her up. She then heard it. Drip....Drip........Drip. She lied there, wondering if the dripping would stop. Drip..........Drip.......Drip.................Drip. After laying for what seemed like forever, Emily got up to stop the annoying dripping sound. She put her hand under the bed, and when Mollie licked it, she got up and went to the bathroom. As she neared the bathroom, the dripping sound got louder. Drip.......Drip.........Drip.........She hesitantly opened the bathroom door and went in. She tightened the sink knobs, and started to go back to the room. Drip........Drip.........Drip. The dripping continued. She figured it was bad pluming, and decided to return to bed. Drip..............Drip.......Drip..............Drip. A little later, Troy woke up. He looked around, and realized that Emily wasn't in bed. Wondering what woke him up, and where his sister was, he strained his ears and heard it. Drip........Drip..............Drip..........Drip. Confused, he placed his hand under the bed. Once Mollie licked it, he got up and went to the bathroom to investigate. He looked at the sink. It wasn't leaking. But the sound continued. Drip..........Drip...........Drip..........Drip. Confused, he slowly pulled back the shower curtain ....Drip..........Drip................ Drip.......... There, hanging from the shower head, was his dog, Mollie. Mollie had been severely raped to death, and cum dripped down its thighs into the bathtub. Frightened, Troy ran back to the room and froze in horror. There, on the window, was a message. Written in blood & Semen were the words "Humans can lick too......and RAPE.......YEAH!!!!!!!". The Richardsons and their children were never found. Shortly after, the leading officer asigned to the case transfered to New Jersey, and the case was closed. Police can only speculate as to what happened that night.