Tag: Urban Legend

**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two**

“I’m telling you it’s true, Stevie, who used to bunk with Sammy and Spade, he shared it, and they scrapped his remains off the wall of the library. I KID YOU NOT!” he says as he takes a hit from the bong.

“Dude, you’re so messing with me, if that’d happened I would’ve heard about it by now,” the other boy says as he reaches out for the bong. “Feltz, I didn’t invite you over so you could take it hostage dude, pass it on?”

“Fuck you Andres, I brought the stash, I can hold on as long as I need, just wait your turn.”

“I paid you for it, you just delivered it and sat the fuck down, either pass it or fuck off!”

“Think your panties are choking your balls,” Feltz says as he takes another toke on the bong and passes it over to Andres, just as the door swings open.

“Dudes, you’re not going to believe what just happened!” she yells as she rushes in the room.

“Shut the door!” Anders and Feltz scream out in unison.

“Oh, shit, sorry guys,” she says as she slams the door and sits quickly down. “Brian Weller was just found torn in half in his room.”

“No shit!” they both say.

“It was the Roundhead,” she says as she grabs the bong out of Andres hand and quickly stuffs the cone full and take a toke, and passes it back, blowing the smoke into the centre of the circle. “They said half of him was hanging out the window and the other half was hanging on a hook on the back of his door, and the word ‘Roundhead’ was smeared in blood across the wall.”

“Bullshit!” they both say.

“No bullshit, Maguire said five minutes before he was found, he shared the story on Facebook and the next thing he was dead, I think it’s true.”

“That’s what I was just telling Andres,” Feltz says as he slaps him on the arm. “See dude, I told you!”

Andres takes a large toke on the bong and passes it, with shaky hands, to Feltz. “I-I-It’s got to be bullshit, it’s j-j-just some advertising scare campaign,” Andres says as he coughs.

“Some campaign, why don’t you share it and see,” she says.

“Why don’t you?”

“Because I’m not stupid.”

“Why don’t we all share it and see what happens?” Feltz says as he takes a toke on the bong and giggles.

“Fuck off,” she says as she grabs the bong from him and stuffs the cone again and takes a deep, long toke, before passing it to Andres.

“I’ll do it if you do it?” Andres says, looking at Feltz.

“I’ll do it if Carver does it,” he replies, they both look at Carver and she stares at them both as the weed begins to hit.

“Okay, we all do it together,” she says as they all pull their phones out and place them on the ground.

“Pass the phones around, we each do the others, so we all know it’s fair,” Andres says.

“Okay, done,” Feltz says as he grabs Carver’s and hands his phone to Andres, who then passes his to Carver.

“Where do we go to read it?”

“Go onto Weller’s page, he was the last one who shared it,” Carver says. They all quickly bring up their Facebook pages and find the shared post and all look at each other.

“On the count of three?”

“Okay, so on three or after three?” Andres asks.

“On three?”

“Okay, on three.”

“One, two, three!” Feltz yells as they all press share, and sit there frozen, as their eyes shoot around in their heads, searching the room. After a few moments they all collapse to the ground, laughing hysterically.

“Dude, that was c….” Andres says as he sits back up, and freezes in fear, “Oh fuck guys!” he mutters as he stares into the dead eyes of a young girl, sitting in the centre of the circle.

“What, you forget where you hid your sta…..” Carver says as she looks over and sees the girl, Feltz sits there with his mouth open and his eyes wide as the girl begins to speak.

“The beast made a deal to break free of its cage, but had to wait for the world to come of age, and now that time is at hand, as one can easily reach across the land, and touch a thousands more, allowing the demon to pass through the door, to our world and feed on the souls of the many, as it breaks its way through, can you hear it, can you feel it, can you say it, then say it, say the Roundhead,” and then she disappears, they all slowly look around the room at each other, and Feltz lets out a nervous laugh.

“That was…” he doesn’t get to finish his words as a massive foot stomps him into the ground, like a bug hitting a windscreen, the other two sit there, frozen, Feltz’s blood splattered across them, and it lets out a low, gravelly growl.

  WILL YOU SIN FOR IT?

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**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two**

 

He looks up, across the table, into his friends eyes, who waits with anticipation for his response, and he hands his tablet back.

“Well? What do you think, scary as hell wasn’t it?”

“No,” he says as he leans back in the booth. “It’s lame, I could write a better story than that and I can’t write.”

“What? Are you for real? It was intense, didn’t you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up when it first showed up?”

“What? Toby, are you serious? Lines like ‘appearing and disappearing, like a poorly animated cartoon.’ Were so sub-par, actually, it was worse than sub-par, in fact, I won’t even rate it, that’s how bad it was.”

“You’re so full of shit Sawyer, I saw your eyes, you felt it dude.”

“You wish, it was trash, this guy is a total looser, and his story sucks.”

“Whatever, over six million likes and still climbing says different,” Toby says as he swings the tablet back around and places it in front of Sawyer. “Read the comments, everyone loves it, it’s a hit, this guy’s probably going to make a shit load of cash from it, it’ll probably be a movie before the end of the year, and then, you’ll think differently!”

“No I won’t, it’s shit, and I’ll prove it!” he says as he pulls out his phone and quickly opens up his Facebook app, flicking through the latest post of his news feed until he finds a link to the page that’s been shared by one of his friends and presses the share button, adding the message, ‘Does anyone else agree with me that this is a crap story?’ And presses the post button, he looks up at Toby, smiling. “There, we’ll see how many people agree with me!”

Toby laughs, “You’re a dick!”

“So are you,” he says as he gets up from the table.

“What, you going home to cry?”

“No fucktard, I’m going for a piss,” he says as he walks to the back of the café and into the male toilets, he stands in front of the cubical, whistling to himself, before he shakes off and turns around to wash his hands. There, standing a few feet away, looking directly at him, is a young girl, her eyes look like black pools of nothingness and her skin pale, and grey. He feels a small charge of electricity pulsate along the hairs of his arms, and a cold chill run down his back.

“Think you took a wrong turn honey, the girls is that way,” he says pointing towards the door.

“From the words you read its call is heard, burned on your soul now is its word, through the sins of the man and his whispered words, comes the best, comes the demon, on the wings of birds, it wants nothing more but to feed on us all, so be weary, be worried, for it heard your call, you know it, you feel it, so say it with me, say The Roundhead, The Roundhead, The Roundhead and see.” And then she disappears. He feels whatever was left in his bladder, run down his leg as the lights in the small room flicker and explode, leaving him standing in darkness. His mouth drops open, as he stares at his reflection in a mirror above the sink in front of him, he feels the urge to run, to scream, but nothing works, all he can do is watch, as it’s massive, hulking form slowly leans over him, and he feels its putrid, hot breath, on the back of his neck.

FEAR KNOWS YOUR NAME

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**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two**

 

“You don’t get it do you? I can tell Sil, it’s written all over your face,” she says, Sil looks back down at the phone and then back to her and smiles.

“Not really, it’s scary, but it’s not really, my thing, I guess is the best way to put it,” Sil says as she hands the phone to her.

“Then you’re man,” she says with a giggle. “I fucking loved it, I mean, I really fucking loved it, it’s got me so fucking horny after I read it, that I slipped into Mary’s bed, and we made out!” She says excitedly.

“You, and Mary?”

“I know, I know, it’s been like, going to happen for ages, but I didn’t think either of us would ever work up the courage, and then bam! I read the story and was so fucking turned on, that I thought, shit, this is it, this is the time we finally get it on.”

“That’s awesome, maybe now I can finally stop hearing about how all you want to do is hook up with her,” Sil says with a laugh.

“Shut up! It’s so fucking awesome, so yeah, I can’t believe you don’t like the story!”

“It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just not my cup of tea.”

“Dullsville right here, but I get it, you’ve got to like the genre, and you’ve got to have a good imagination,” she says with a laugh.

“What are you saying?” She says as she throws a pillow at her.

“Nothing sister, you’re just not a book person, but I’ll definitely shout you tickets to the movie when it’s made.”

“They’re making a movie?”

“There’s no way they couldn’t!”

“I guess, if it’s as good as you think,” she looks at her watch and back at her. “Anyway, I’ve gotta go, Doctor Tate’s class starts in ten minutes, and I don’t wanna be late,” she says blushing.

“You’re still banging him?”

“Shut up Steph, its more than that, we’re in love.”

“If the school board found out it wouldn’t be classed as love,” she says as she imitates riding a horse and begins smacking her own butt cheek.

“I’m nineteen and he’s thirty-one, in the eyes of the law we’re both legal, so it shouldn’t matter. Anyway, he doesn’t pay special attention to my grade, he’s fair, and makes sure my marks show that.”

“Whatever makes you happy sister,” she says as they hug. “Just know, when it comes out, and it will, I’m always here for you,” she says, Sil gives her a final smile before quickly exits the room, and Steph turns back to her phone and presses the share button on the story.

“Fucking shazoom!” she says out loud as she throws her shirt off, steps out of her shorts and walks into the shower, it’s then that she gets a tingling feeling running all over her body, she turns her head, looking straight into a set of cold, black eyes and screams, jumping behind the shower curtain.

“Whoever you are, you need to get the fuck out of my room now! My roommate and her boyfriend are going to be back any minute, and he plays for the schools rugby team, so I wouldn’t wanna be here when they arrive!” she yells, she can see the girl slowly, bizarrely move forward and reach out, grabbing the shower curtain, and ripping it away. They stare into each other’s eyes for what seems like hours, and then, the girl’s head tilts to the side slightly, and she beings to speak.

“Tides of blood wash into shore, as its feeds its thirst but still wants more, we cast our vote, we share its name, we deny our fault, we deny our blame, but our sins flow deep, within our soul, for that is what it seeks, that is what it stole, so if you dare, so if you might, call its name, but prepare for a fright, for it’s already here, waiting for you, so say it, so call it, call The Roundhead, The Roundhead, The Roundhead, I do.” Then, she disappears like a light being turned off, and that’s when Steph hears the sound, like fingernails running along a chalkboard.

DO YOU, DARE TO SHARE?

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