UNDER THE MOON

Richard laiser

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ADVISED A rainy night in the city of New Orleans ,a town full of tall skyscrapers and busy roads 

running between the tall towers. On the country side of the city, grass fields and gentle 

hills cover the peaceful land as the rain showers down. A train approaches the town in the 

midst of the fields. The wind blowing as the thunderstorm roars across the dark sky. The 

trains speeds through the railway running between the fields covering the hills of the 

countryside . “Such a beautiful city!”, Norman, a middle aged teenager with messy black 

hair says to a tall slim guy with white long hair sitting beside him. “Yes, this city has some 

looks”. Adrian replies sarcasticly.”Why do u even say that?, I mean look at the city lights, 

the fields, the geographical area of this place is just fascinating” Norman says to Adrian, 

his elder guardian. Adrian with a grin in his mouth replies “Its very odd of you to see all of 

the features with all the rain out there, yes the city is beautiful its even close to the sea 

yes, but trust me this city isn’t as good as it looks”. Norman is kinda confused with Adrian’s 

statement but he asks “What’s the odd shit about this place?” .Adrian gives Norman an 

odd look and doesn’t reply. “I have to admit it, u really freak the shit out of me with that 

look man!”. Adrian replies giggling, “Hahahah!, am just messin’ with u, c’mon we’ve arrived, 

lets get the hell out of this train, since it won’t stop raining anytime soon,lets find us a cab 

to the nearby motel, c’mon let’s go!!”. 

The train arrives at the station, all of the passengers drop and the train leaves. Norman 

and Adrian rush to one of the last empty taxies parked near the station as the rain heavily 

poured down the city. ”Where to folks?’, the taxi driver on one of the parked taxi’s asks. . 

To the nearest motel please” .Adrian replies as he opens the taxi doors entering the car 

accompanied by Norman. The driver replies, “Alright, Coconut beach lodge is the nearest 

one, I’ll drop you there” .Norman stares at the window while the taxi leaves the train 

station. Norman is always a night person ,the night always have fascinated him since he was 

a child. “ I see !”, Adrian speaks with a smile on his face. Norman replies “Hahahahah ,See 

what?”. Adrian replies gently, “I see you’ve already fallen in love with this place”. Norman 

still looking outside replies “Yah kind of, but it’s the night sky that fascinates me the 

most”. The taxi driver interrupts with a loud laugh. “Hahaha, ….am I …am excuse me guys 

but what fascinates you on the night sky with such a storm like this today, that’s fucking 

weird bro”. Adrian says “ Don’t mind him bro, he’s always been like that since way back”. 

Adrian and the driver keep the conversation going but Norman ignores what they’re saying 

proceeds staring the city from the taxi’s window as the taxi speeds up on the busy wet 

roads of the city. After some time in the car, the temperature drops down as the wind is 

blowing aggressively as the storm showers. The Adrian and Norman pull out their coats in response to the sudden cold felt on the car. The taxi reaches a traffic jam in one of the 

roads downtown. After the taxi stops on the jam, the driver also pulls out his coat wich 

was folded below his seat. “OUCH!’, The taxi driver yells, as his finger bleeds from what 

seemingly looks like a needle injury. Everyone in the car is a little shocked. The driver pulls 

over. “Damn, this new coat of me had a goddamn pin on its label, shit!! my finger is a bloody 

mess”. Norman is still starring at the blood from the driver’s finger , seeing the blood on 

the driver’s finger, Norman begins to have blurred visions and distorted sounds. “Hey, 

cover up that blood man” Adrian tells the driver. The driver quickly covers his finger with 

a bandage from the kit below the seat. “You okay man?” Adrian asks Norman. “Am okay, 

……..I just feel a little oozed up”. “Norman!” Adrian at this point is just worried cause 

Norman doesn’t look okay, he lays back. “I feel dizzy”. Norman passes out.

The same night at New Orleans habour located near the sea banks north. Late night 

workers are finishing up loading the last vehicle containers on the ship as it is midnight and 

the day workers have left hours ago. Two workers are seen loading and unloading the cargo 

from one of the last containers. One of the worker looks older and muscular covered with 

beard and the other is younger and slimmer. “Its abnormal for New Orleans to have 

storms like this, I mean …the rain today has never stopped. It has been raining since 

morning nonstop!”, The older workers says to his co worker. The younger worker replies, 

“C’mon , let’s just finish up this task and get the hell out of here am already fucking tired 

“, . The second younger worker proceeds to say “We have to be out of here before 

midnight, I don’t care if it’s our shift or not but these waters have been fucked up lately, 

people near the waters have been vanishing after midnight ”.The first older worker laughs 

so hard “Hahahahah aaa ahhah!, stop being a pussy ….boy, don’t fucking tell me u believe 

that crap boy”. The second younger worker replies with a mad face “Real shit man, some 

have been found decapitated and dismembered their body parts weeks after they have 

disappeared, whatever…thing that is doing all those crazy shit, it’s never going to stop 

”.The first worker says “Well I don’t give a fuck about what is happening”. The younger 

worker replies as he loads up the cargo, “This shit looks fictious until one of your loved one 

gets snatched in the sea with one of those… aah whatever is doin this…”. They finish up 

loading up the boxes andclose the container. 

The older worker adds,“Well its probably some serial killer dumping the bodies or 

something”. The second worker faces his co worker and speaks with a terrified face 

,”Aren’t you afraid of serial killers?”. The first worker suddenly replies with a loud voice 

,“Hey cut this crap u talking about, where’s my money the boss gave you?” .”The boss left 

early man , he didn’t give me no money” the second worker says calmly as he removes his working uniform. The first worker isn’t so happy with the reply he got from the second 

worker. He says with an angrily deep voice “Am not gonna repeat myself boy, give me my 

goddamn money before I beat the crap out of you boy”. The younger worker now surprised 

with the sudden reaction of his co worker replies, “Chill out man!, I don’t got your mo……”. 

Before the second worker could finish his sentence ,The first older worker punches the 

other worker in the face so hard .The punch sends the younger worker down, he holds his 

mouth looking hurt and in sudden pain, he then replies in agony, “What’s the matter with 

you man, why you hit me like that? , I don’t got your money man” .The first worker kept 

hitting the other worker violently without stopping, he kept punching and smacking his co 

worker violently as the rain kept showering down them making them wet and wetter.

As the older worker was hitting the other worker, the younger worker stood no chance, he 

was just covering his face shielding the heavy punches from his violent co worker. The 

older worker says ,“Ooh I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time, since the boss 

hired you here, my payment has been cut short, So today am going to finally get rid of your 

ass for good, and guess what no one will ever know cause your gonna end up like those 

abandoned corpes washing off the shore you cunt!!”. The younger worker pleads for mercy 

and says, “No John, please don’t do this , were brothers remember?…..”. The first worker 

smashed the other workers face. “Am no brother to no one, today am going to kill you, and 

am going to dump your ass in the water and let whatever sea creature that’s out there to 

claim you and whe…..”. Suddenly a dry voice was heard behind the container. “WE DON’T 

FEED ON DEAD FOOD YOU MORON!!”. The first worker who is supposedly named John 

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