The complete “A Glimpse into Hell” series - 5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore

by Garrett, Wade H.

  “That’s what you get for fucking threatening me.”

  “You fucking asshole! I’m going to kill your ass!”

  Wyatt grabbed Barry’s right arm and started jerking on it, causing his hand to tug on the gun. “Get back before I make that motherfucker go off!”

  Barry stepped back. “This ain’t right! You fucking lied to me!”

  “I’d be more worried about not touching that trigger. It’s super sensitive.”

  “Screw you, asshole! You’re gonna get yours!”

  “I’m being serious. Now that it’s cocked, if you just think about pulling the trigger it’ll fire.”

  Barry looked scared. “Oh shit!”

  “Oh shit, is right. That’s a .44 magnum Ruger Blackhawk. If you get too jumpy, it’ll give you a sex change.”

  Barry eased down in his seat. “Oh my God! I can’t believe y’all are treating me this way. What did I do to deserve this?”

  “Don’t play stupid. You know why.”

  His eye teared up. “I was just upset. Y’all were making fun of me.” He started crying. “Now everyone hates me.”

  Wyatt was shocked at Barry’s behavior. He went from being aggressive to crying like a baby. It kind of freaked him out, worrying that he was mentally unbalanced. “Dude, it’s fine. No one hates you.”

  Barry rolled over on his side and cried himself to sleep.

  Fuckin’ Retard Hopped up on Ritalin

  Around 2 PM, Wyatt pulled into an RV park in Horizon City, which was just outside of El Paso. He drove to the back where Seth had reserved a spot in a secluded area. Kenneth and Missy were already there, but Wyatt didn’t see Seth’s truck. He parked, then tapped Barry on the shoulder. “Wake up. We’re here.”

  Barry sat up. “Where’re we at?”

  “At a campground where we’re meeting the others.”

  He felt uneasy. “Maybe I should stay in here.”

  “Why?”

  “Look at me. I can’t let them see me like this. I’m a fucking joke.”

  “You know what, if you start acting right, I bet Seth will give you another chance.”

  “No, he won’t. He’s been picking on me since I got here.”

  “You know you’re not innocent, so stop acting like you are. And he’s already given you a second chance after you ratted on him.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “Here you go lyin’ again. And you’re lucky the only thing he did to you was make you wear a damn dress.”

  “You’re right. I brought that on myself. Now everyone is mad at me. I wish I could start over.”

  “Just start doing your part and I’m sure everything will be fine.”

  He looked down at his crotch. “How am I supposed to do my part with this gun pointed at my dick?”

  “If you promise not to act up anymore, I’ll lower the hammer.”

  “I will. I swear.”

  He eased the hammer down. “Don’t make me regret it.”

  “I won’t. And thank you for trusting me.”

  Someone knocked on the door. Wyatt opened it and saw Kenneth standing there. “What’s up?”

  He walked in. “Seth will be here in about thirty minutes, so we need to move the supplies to my truck.” He handed him a list. “You round up that stuff and I’ll get the rest.”

  “Will do.”

  Kenneth noticed the spring hanging from Barry’s face, then he observed his hand inside his pants. “What the fuck are you doing? I hope you’re not playing with yourself.”

  “I’m not playing with myself. Seth did this to....”

  He interrupted. “Never mind. I don’t give a shit.”

  Missy walked in. She looked at Andrew and Gus. “I see y’all have been busy.”

  Barry popped off. “That’s your boyfriend’s mess.”

  She noticed the spring and his hand snaking down his pants. “What the hell?”

  Kenneth looked at her. “Don’t ask.”

  “Okaaay, I won’t! So, is there anything I can do?”

  “We got it.”

  “Just make sure you bring plenty of superglue with us. I have something special planned for them.”

  “It’s already on the list.”

  Wyatt looked confused. “What do you mean you have something planned? I thought we were going to make them play the spin-wheel torture game.”

  Kenneth shook his head. “Nope. Change of plans. The assholes we picked up are all sex offenders and Missy wants to fuck them up.”

  Wyatt was curious as he looked at her. “What are you going to do to them?”

  “Something you boys aren’t going to have the stomach for.”

  “Uh, you know I’ve seen some pretty sick stuff being around Seth.”

  She laughed. “I’m sure you have. But you’ve never seen what a pissed off woman can do to some perverts.”

  “This is going to be interesting.”

  Wyatt and Kenneth started rounding up supplies as Barry stood off to the side baring a sad expression. He looked at Missy. “I’m not playing with myself.”

  She was caught off-guard by his comment. “Uh, I didn’t say you were.”

  “And I didn’t do this to my eye.”

  “Okaaay.”

  “Do you know what happened?”

  “I know y’all need to stop playing grab ass before something worse happens.”

  “But I was the one thrown out of the RV.”

  “I’m not going to get in the middle of y’all’s damn shenanigans, but that’s what happens when y’all keep fucking with each other and shit gets out of hand.”

  “But I didn’t do anything.”

  “I’m sure you’re not innocent.”

  “You don’t understand. Everyone picks on me.”

  She shook her head. “Are we in fuckin’ kindergarten?”

  She walked to the other side of the cargo area, but Barry followed her. “I think they conspire against me.”

  “Don’t you having something you can be doing?”

  He held up his left hand. “I would, but these pricks fucked up my hand, and my other one is glued to a fuckin’ gun in my pants.”

  Kenneth yelled at him. “Don’t start your shit!”

  Barry became mad. “Mind your own fucking business!”

  Kenneth started walking towards him, but Wyatt intervened. “Hold up! Just ignore him.”

  “He just keeps talking and talking and never shuts the fuck up.”

  “I know, but we have a job to do, so don’t let him get in your head.”

  “If I’d have known how much of a pain in the ass this guy was going to be, I wouldn’t have come on this trip.”

  Barry laughed. “If I had my way, your black ass wouldn’t have.”

  To everyone’s surprise, Missy pushed Barry against the wall and shoved a large knife against his neck. “And if I had my way, I would cut your fucking throat for rattin’ on Seth!”

  “Get the fuck off me, you crazy bitch!”

  She shoved the blade harder, cutting his skin. “You don’t know crazy, motherfucker!”

  “Okay, okay! Go easy!”

  Wyatt tried to calm her down. “It’s okay. You just have to learn to ignore him.”

  She whispered something into Barry’s ear. His eye got big. “I won’t anymore. I promise.”

  She stepped back and holstered her knife. “Your promise is as trustworthy as Bill Cosby with a bag of Quaaludes.”

  “That’s not….”

  Wyatt punched Barry in the mouth as hard as he could, knocking him to his knees. When he caught his composure, he sat up and leaned his back against the wall. Blood was running out of his mouth as he looked at Wyatt. “Why did you do that?”

  “You swore to me that you wouldn’t make me regret helping you, but you couldn’t keep your mouth shut for five minutes.”

  “You’re fucking sorry.”

  “You’re the one who’s going to be sorry when Seth finds out how you acted aro
und Missy.”

  He hadn’t thought of that. “Oh shit!” He looked at her with a terrified expression. “Please don’t tell him. He’ll kill me.” He heard a vehicle pull up. “Oh shit! Is that him?”

  Kenneth was looking out the window. “Yep. And he’s got an axe.”

  Barry stumbled to his feet. “Oh fuck! What am I going to do?”

  “Probably be squirtin’ blood out of your neck after he chops off your head.”

  He ran and hid in the bathroom as Seth walked in. Seth noticed everyone’s strange expressions. “What’s up? Looks like y’all have seen a ghost.”

  Wyatt spoke first. “Everything is fine.”

  “Now what the fuck has Spanky done?”

  Kenneth laughed. “You know your boy.”

  “The little bastard has turned this into a fuckin’ circus. I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do with his ass.”

  Kenneth shook his head. “He’s like babysitting a fuckin’ retard hopped up on Ritalin.”

  “Where’s he at?”

  “He hid in the bathroom when I told him you had an axe.”

  Missy walked up and kissed Seth on the cheek. “Did everything go okay?”

  “Sure did. Jerry and Robert are in the back of the truck.”

  “Good. I can’t wait to meet them.”

  Kenneth picked up a bag of supplies. “I’m going to go ahead and move Brandon and Brian to your truck.”

  “Alright. I’ll be out there in a minute.”

  Wyatt and Missy followed Kenneth out of the RV.

  Seth walked over to the bathroom and tried to open the door, but Barry was leaning against it. He banged on it. “Hey! We’re leaving! Let’s go!”

  “I’m staying here.”

  “Fuck if you are. Get your ass in the truck.”

  “I don’t want to go.”

  “I’m not telling you again.” He pushed the door open.

  Barry had a hateful expression. “I said I don’t want to go.”

  Seth was shocked. “What the fuck is hanging off your face? And why is your hand in your pants? I know you’re not playing with yourself.”

  “Ha ha, real funny. It was sorry enough to push me out of a moving vehicle, then you go and do this to me.”

  “What the fuck are you talking about?”

  “Whatever, dude. Keep playing dumb. I don’t give a shit anymore.”

  “I didn’t do that to you, but it’s funny.”

  Barry started getting angry. “To you, maybe. And I’m sure you would laugh if this gun went off.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  He shook his hand that was in his pants. “The one I’m packing, asshole!”

  Seth thought he was talking about his dick. “Hell no, I don’t want it to go off, you sick fuck.”

  Barry started thrusting his hips forward as he yelled, “I bet you’d like that, motherfucker!”

  Seth stepped back. “What the hell are you doing?”

  He walked towards Seth as he continued thrusting his hips. “Come here! Let’s see if you can get blasted also.”

  “You nasty bastard! What the fuck is wrong with you?” As Barry moved his hips around, his pants started sliding down. Seth noticed the gun. He also noticed Barry’s hand was glued to it. “Hold up, fucker! I thought you were talking about your dick. I didn’t know you had a gun down there.”

  “Yeah you did—you’re the one that did it!”

  “I didn’t do that shit to you.”

  “Then who did?”

  “I don’t know. All I did was tattoo the dick on your arm.”

  “What dick?”

  Seth pulled up Barry’s right sleeve. “This one.”

  He looked in the mirror. There was a new tattoo on his upper arm depicting a dick squirting cum and a caption that read Knob Goblin. He was pissed about the tattoo, but more concerned with who had done the other stuff to him. “That’s real fucking cute, but who did this other shit to me?”

  “It wasn’t me.”

  He gritted his teeth. “That fucking bastard! I’m going to kill his ass for this!”

  “Who are you talking about?”

  “Wyatt.”

  “I don’t think he would do something like that.”

  “Then it was that black motherfucker.”

  “I don’t know who it was, but I’ll definitely check into it.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Not really.”

  “That’s fine. I’ll find out myself.”

  “You do that.” Seth held up a pair of surgical scissors. “But for now, I can’t have you running around looking like a fucking idiot.”

  “What the hell are those for?”

  “To remove the spring.”

  He stepped back. “Uh, while I’m awake?”

  “Stop being a pussy and come here.”

  “You better not hurt me.”

  Seth clipped the stitches, then jerked the spring loose.

  Barry screamed as he held his hand over his socket. “You asshole! That fucking hurt!”

  “Better than having a slinky bouncing around your face. Now we need to remove the gun.”

  “How you going to do that?”

  “With some glue remover.” Seth opened a can of acetone.

  “Is that shit going to burn me?”

  “Probably.”

  “Fuck that. You need to try something else.”

  “We don’t have time for that.” Seth sloshed the solvent all over his hand and crotch, instantaneously burning Barry’s nut sack.

  He ran to the bathroom, but the door was shut. He looked at Seth in a panic. “Open the door! I need to get in the shower! This shit is burning the fuck out of me!”

  “You need to wait until the glue dissolves.”

  Barry was jumping up and down. “I can’t! I can’t! It feels like my balls are on fire!"

  “You’ll be alright.”

  It became so painful that he fell to the floor and started rolling around while howling. Kenneth and Wyatt came rushing into the RV to see what the commotion was. Upon witnessing Barry scooting across the floor on his ass with his pants down around his ankles, they turned around and left without saying anything.

  When the gun came loose, Barry ran to the shower and started rinsing off his crotch. He looked relieved. “Holy shit! I thought my balls were going to be burned off.”

  Seth was standing at the door smoking a cigarette. “Hurry up. We need to get goin’.”

  “What about my left hand?”

  “What about it?”

  “It’s numb and I can’t move it. Can you fix it?”

  “Not sure. We’ll have to look at it later when we have time.”

  “You know I’m going to fuck up whoever did this shit to me.”

  “I’m sure you will.” He handed him an eyepatch.

  “What’s this for?”

  “So you don’t have to wear a bandage around your head anymore.”

  Barry went into the bathroom and put it on. He was looking in the mirror. “This don’t look bad at all.” He walked out. “Kind of makes me look tough, like a pirate.”

  “Yep. Now all you need is a damn parrot.”

  Burning Man

  When Seth and Barry got outside, Seth pointed towards Kenneth’s truck. “You can ride with them.”

  He noticed Wyatt was sitting on the passenger side. “Good. I need to spend some time with my pals.”

  “Don’t start any shit.”

  “I’m not, but I am going to find out which one of those motherfuckers did this to me.”

  Kenneth followed Seth and Missy to the east, heading out into the desert. After about an hour, Seth stopped at a secluded area that was surrounded by sand dunes. It was around 5 PM and hot.

  Kenneth came walking up with a pissed off expression as Seth and Missy got out of the Toyota. “I’m going to kill that little bastard!”

  Seth laughed. “Sounds like it was a fun drive.”

  “The
fucker bitched and moaned the entire way.”

  ‘That’s why I didn’t want him riding with us.”

  “Oh, that’s thoughtful.”

  Wyatt walked up laughing. “I guess I need to get my affairs in order.”

  “I can’t believe you did that shit to him.”

  “I tried to blame it on you and hoped he’d just let it go.”

  “You should know better than that. He’s going to go on and on until he gets his answer.”

  Barry walked up with his chest puffed out. “Are y’all talking about me?”

  Seth laughed. “How’d you guess?”

  “That’s fine. I’ll be laughing later when fuckhead there is squealing like a stuck pig.” He pulled out a knife and pointed it at Wyatt.

  Wyatt glared at him. “I’ll shove that in your ass, you little prick!”

  “Fuck you! You had no right doing that to me when I was unconscious.”

  “You’re lucky that’s all I did.”

  Barry swung the knife at him. “I’m going to kill your ass!”

  Seth held out his hand. “Give me the fuckin’ knife before you get stabbed with it.”

  He put it back in his sheath. “I don’t need it anyway. I’ll just beat that pussy the old-fashioned way.” He raised his fists.

  Wyatt raised his. “Like you did the last time, asshole? I’ll knock out your other eye.”

  Seth got between them. “Hey, chill out. We don’t have time to be playing grab ass right now.”

  Barry was postured like a rooster as he paced back and forth. “We’re going to make time.”

  “Let it go. It was just a joke.”

  “Joke? I could have blown off my fucking dick.”

  Wyatt shook his head. “The gun wasn’t loaded, nimrod. In fact, it wasn’t even real, but you were too stupid to notice.”

  “Okay, fucker.” He held up his hand. “But you’re still going to pay for this shit.”

  “I implanted a capsule with a nerve blocking agent. It’ll wear off in a few days.”

  “You better hope it does. But you’re still going to pay for hanging my eye from the spring.”

  “Wasn’t yours.”

  “Bullshit! I could tell it was real.”

  “I didn’t say it wasn’t real. I said it wasn’t yours.”

  “Then where in the fuck did you get it?”

  “Andrew donated it.”