The Head (pt. 1) (302 hits)
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Submitted by garudave <misterkick.at.gmail.com> (View user info) at 2007-02-20 14:12:09 EST
Glenn Garrett stared into his own eyes. "Three photographs, Hank, and you turn out an exact replica of my head." He turned his skeptic gaze on the man across the room--a tall, smug-looking figure with scraggly brown fur framing his round face. "I just don't believe it. You're better than they said."
Hank Allard snickered. The scant light of the prop room granted him an ominous presence, given that most of his face was hidden in the shade of the dark forest of hair on top of his head. However, he spoke warmly: "I ain't paid for nothing."
A quiet moment passed. Seating himself on a crate full of costumes, Glenn laughed a bit. "So, I guess you know what I'm here for. How much you want for it?" He folded his arms. Garrett was known for his dedication to projects, and his hobby of collecting film props. He could have taken pride in a number of things: his toned muscles, his knowledge of martial arts, his stunning good looks and charisma (all of which had turned him into a small-time celebrity)... but it was his growing collection that made him tick.
Hank shrugged. "Make an offer," he said.
Four hours later, Glenn arrived at his apartment. It was a nice place, fifteen floors up with a big balcony and hard-wood floors. The white walls would have been bare if not for the racks full of replica swords, signed pictures of kaiju from old monster movies, masks, helmets, and all sorts of set pieces Glenn had picked up over the years. There was so much of it, but it was arranged in such a way that his apartment still seemed quite roomy.
After some thought, he decided the head would go well between a fake diamond he bought on the set of a caper he was part of and a dull tomahawk from some Indian war movie he scarcely knew. He reached into the duffel bag where the head was and took it out.
Across the face of the fake head was something new... Glenn immediately noticed it, and it definitely hadn't been there before. A diagonal scar, something that hadn't even been included in Glenn's makeup for the movie, had appeared. Perplexed, he thought back to make sure that it couldn't have been added after the deal. The head hadn't left his sight. He set it on the shelf and left the room to phone the production company for Allard's number.
When he came back, he dropped the phone. His eyes wide, a cold sweat descending his neck, he gasped.
The face that was so similar to his own now held a wry grin.
User Reviews
Submitted by The_Drake (user info) at 2007-02-20 15:13:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
so far it's shit.
take a zero in the hopes part 2 isn't so bad
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2007-02-20 14:49:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
tale of the monkey's paw
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2007-02-20 14:18:45 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
This is like The Portrait Of Dorian Ghey.