I saw it through the window of the train.
The briefest of moments. It was there and then it wasn't.
Jesus fuckin Christ!
I couldn't believe my eyes though.
Fuck!
It was a gorilla. A big bastard of a huge gorilla sat in a crappy railway arch.
Holy shit.
What do I do?
Pull the emergency cord?
Ring the Transport Police?
Fuck!
I googled zoo escapes but the signal was just shite on the railway. Typical.
I rang my mate Boston on Whatsapp.
"You'll never fuckin believe what I've just seen Bos, a fuckin gorilla. Yeah, a goddamn fuckin Silverback hiding in a hole!"
"Fuck off Gunter, you're pulling my chain you dickhead!"
"It's fuckin true. There's a big fuck-off ape under the bridge at Slag End! I'm telling you you bastard!"
"Really?"
"Yeah, really!"
"Fuck!"
"Yeah, fuck!"
"What ya gonna do mate?"
"Fuck knows. I need to tell someone like the RSPCA. I've phoned you first. The nets down too. Fuckin trains!"
"OK, I tell you what we'll do. Get off the train at our stop and we'll catch the next one back and photograph the fucker. Yeah?"
"Yeah.OK mate. See you soon"
*
Gunter got off the train at their stop and he and Boston boarded the one ten minutes later going the other way.
"It's fuckin crazy mate, a gorilla on the loose. It'll fuckin eat someone!"
"Gorillas are vegetarians mate. It won't eat anyone. It'll be fuckin starving I grant ya. There's fuck all bamboo in Slag End!"
"Your phone charged up?"
"What for?"
"A photo!"
"I'm not taking it. You fuckin saw it. You take it!"
"For fucks sake mate, I thought that's why you'd come. To take the bastard photo!"
"Fuck off Gunt, your gorilla, your fuckin photo. I'm here to give you moral support mate!"
As they pulled out of their station they noticed a sign outside the newsagents.
"Shopkeeper slaughtered! Bloodbath in Slag End!"
Gunter went white.
"Fuck, it's already rampaging! I told you Bos you thick cunt, its fuckin eaten someone!"
"Fuck!"
The train made it to the next station, where the local news headlines were on a large TV screen.
"Murdered Shopkeeper: Cosplay's had it in this Area!"
"What the chuff does that mean?"
"Fuck knows Gunt!"
As they slowed down for Slag End, a stop just a quarter mile from the railway arch, a radio blurred out from someone's mobile as they got a signal.
"Body Ripped to Shreds at the Fancy Dress Shop!"
They got off the train and stumbled over the railway siding to the arch.
Nerves were getting the better of them and their hands were shaking.
The archway came into view and the two boys could see the side of the beast poking out.
A second later they were stood quivering with fear holding both phones up to take a photo.
A police car passed over the bridge with it's loud hailer blurting out a repeated message.
"Attention Please! Gorilla suit stolen in recent fancy dress shop murder. Now being worn by a homicidal maniac on the loose! Be on the lookout"
The two boys looked at each other.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Their two phone cameras flashed just as the man in the gorilla suit leapt out from his hiding place and with a murderous bloodlust shoved both boys straight under the passing inter-city express.
They were gone. Not a trace.
The only evidence that they had ever been there were the two phones on the gravel both carrying photos of a screaming lunatic ape.
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