Another III part Story From Yours Truly...
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[Excerpt from Statement from victim's friend]
My friend went to a club, right? Down in D.C.,
Sampling the night life and the sounds of the streets.
He was around twenty-three, and just outta school
Naïve. I could always tell he was about to be fooled
by the way that he grinned. I won’t say he was dumb
Just young. ‘Sides, this could’ve happened to anyone…
I know...please continue
My friend’s sister told her roommate, who told the mother
of my cousin’ that my friend…His Name? Oh, Eddy Freeman’
walked into a club in Northeast, kinda close to The Dream.
but not as classy. A hole in the wall called The Revine.
He had never been there before and he probably looked it
That stupid grin on his face was the bait for those crooked
Penniless crooks stalkin’ the city’s pityless darkness
rippin’ ya body parts for the parts and dumpin’ the carcus
But instead, they say he met some strange-assed chick
And witnesses say that she was thick from the waist and hips...
to her lips, round, mahagony brown, straight ridiculous
Chocolate drop features you could almost taste the tip of it.
They say her eyes were so light, they almost seemed yellow
It took a moment to get himself together to speak, "hello?"
They talked, exchanged pleasentries, he asked her to dance
She led him to the back by his hand, and latched to his pants
Attackin’ the groove, she moved with the motion of wind
And her eyes were so big that they seemed to focus within’...
the pit of his soul, that’s how a man gets coaxed into sin
Right about then, witnesses say, he was showin’ that grin.
Damn…
My friend, my man! Why wasn’t I there to stop you?
Why wasn’t it me and not you? But Lord, she got you
in her grasp. I see it now: in the midsts of the throng
Sexy no doubt, but folks noticed the outfit she had on
Her fire red attire hid her ankles to the wrists of her arms
But still showin’ her curves and the imprint of her thong
A dip in the songs soon allowed for the two to escape
Outside into her car for privacy, he followed mindlessly
They left, he switched his thoughts of her unusual taste
to her beautiful shape, blind to the doom he would face
They said, next morning he was found in a shallow stream
on halloween, missing his lower jawbone and all his teeth
He'd been scraped clean of facial tissue, and gangrene's
initial development had began on both his broken hands
His mouth was wide open...he had been killed screamin'
so they believe this happened while he was still breathin'
He kept passing out.... and I guess to fuck with his mind
smelling salt residue proved he'd been revived a coupla times
to keep it going...I heard maybe hours without an end
I — I can't believe I'm talkin' about a friend...
I'm sorry man, but that's all the information I can give you...
[Interview ended. Subject unable to continue.]
..To Be Continued....