My Dad's Love The first time he hit me, I was only 3, I guess I kind of figured it was because he loved me. The years went by and the smacks increased, the slightest thing seemed to bring out his beast. At 10 I remember getting caught when I swore, then beaten and beaten with the belt that he wore. At 12 came the punches and beaten with wood, stripped naked while shaking and covered in blood. To all on the outside, he was a great dad, it must have been me that was really quite bad. At 15 the whipping caused me to flee, but I should have remembered, that the only reason he did it was because he loved me. So I wish he was here now as I'd like to return that love.

Strange Happenings - Conclusion It was just after 6am. They'd been travelling for just over 40 minutes when Charles asked Darren to pull over. "what's wrong?" asked Darren. Charles simply got out of the car without saying a word. Darren and the old patient looked at each other and got out of the car. "you know what will happen when we get caught don't you?" Charles asked them both. "we're not gonna get caught!" said the old patient. "yes we will" he replied. "and when we do, one of us will tell them where the body is, then they'll dig it up and he'll be free". Both Darren and the old patient shook their heads in denial. Neither of them saw Charles moving closer or what he had in his hand. "What do you suggest?" Darren said as the iron bar struck him across the right temple. The old patient looked in stunned silence and was much too slow to react. The bar split his head open before he could even protest. Charles Tomkins then struck their heads 4 more times each, just to make sure they were dead. When the police finally arrived and drew thier guns on him, he took a deep breath, raised the iron bar over his head and ran at them. Six bullets hit him in the chest and head and he was dead before he hit the ground. Nobody knew what happened to the missing patient but it was only a week later when the body started to decompose and the Prince started to seep his way to the surface ........

Strange Happenings - Chapter 20 The old patient rang his bedside emergency buzzer. Each buzzer was identifiable in the orderly's station. Because he was old, Darren relied on just one orderly coming to investigate. Adam Singleton had worked at the institution for almost 4 years. He knew the rules inside out. Never go alone at night. He knew the old patient though. He'd been there before Adam had started and he could handle him with one finger. "you make the tea Jim" he said to the other orderly as he made his way to the ward. Locking the ward door behind him as he entered, he casually looked at all the patient's beds as he took the long walk to the end of the ward. Everything was normal, all the patients were safely tucked in, cuffed up and fast asleep. So it seemed. Adam Singleton never knew what made the noise behind him. He had turned to investigate but never made the turn. His head exploded at the half turn stage. Blood splattered the wall and floor for the length of 4 beds. He died instantly. "you fucking idiot" screamed Darren when he saw how hard Charles had hit him with the iron bar. "he fucking had that coming" Charles screamed back. "he's had it in for me for the past 4 years!. It was payback". Darren was horrified at the sight but instinctively grabbed the orderly's keys from his belt. All three made their way back to the body in which the Prince was trapped. "everything alright?" the orderly shouted as he heard what he thought was Adam returning. He repeated the question before becoming concerned enough to investigate. It took three blows to down him but he was still alive. They tied him up with a couple of sheets from the ward and made their way to the main entrance. There was some activity but they negotiated the exit without to much difficulty. Charles carried the Prince's dead host over his shoulder with ease. It was 12.15 am. The old patient had taken Adam Singletons personal bunch of keys which contained a car alarm fob. He ran to the car park and pressed the fob until he identified the vehicle from the flashing indicators. They drove for nearly two hours with the dead body in the boot of the car. They were laughing with excitement at the nights events when they heard the 'BANG BANG BANG' coming from the boot. Darren pulled over immediately and all three of them remained deathly quiet. They jumped when they heard it again. They all stood there while Charles opened the boot with the iron bar in his hand. The body shook from head to foot as though it was alive and the old patient screamed at the sight. Darren told them to calm down and reassured them he was dead. They realised together that it was the prince trying to get out of the body. Darren looked around him. It was farmland all around. It was perfect. Darren, Charles and the old patient dug and ripped away soil, rocks and roots by hand until the hole was deep enough to secure the body. It was away from any area that may be used by a farmer for crops and deep enough for any lurching body not to succeed in escape. When it was buried, they spent nearly an hour covering the area with boulders and large tree stumps. It was secure and they were happy and confident that the prince was gone for good.

Strange Happenings - Chapter 19 The day dragged on without incident. Darren was told he would begin his treatment with Dr Peterson tomorrow and that he should just relax until then. Everyone on the ward was allowed a certain element of freedom during the day, everyone except the Prince's host, who just sat handcuffed to the bed. To those unaware of the possession, he was just lost in his own sick world, refusing to eat, drink, sleep or talk. To those who knew, he was simply waiting for the right moment. Darren and his newly formed allies had other ideas about that. This was the night that Charles Tomkins had been waiting for, for over 30 years. A night that would bring some sort of sanity back to Darren's #life as well. Tonight, they would rid this world of the Prince for all eternity. The old patient had been clear on how the Prince transported himself. He left and entered the body from the host's nose and mouth. The plan was to stop that from happening and permanently seal him in. It was an simple but complicated plan. They had to kill the host, that was unavoidable but it would be for the greater good. They also had to bury the body. Somewhere, where it would never be found. It was complicated but they were determined. Charles Tomkins said he could get them free of their handcuffs but getting out of the institution was another thing altogether. At 9.30 pm, everybody was cuffed to their beds by the left wrist. The Prince's host had been forced to lie down and then strapped to the bed. The lights were dimmed and the orderly's had left the ward. About 10 minutes later, Tomkins appeared at Darren's bedside and got to work on the cuff. Once it was unlocked, Tomkins disappeared to get the old patient. Darren walked towards the Prince's host, exactly as planned. The Host opened his eyes wide at the sight of Darren. It's mouth opened slightly just as Tomkins and the old patient threw the heavy plastic bag over his head and tied it firmly around his neck with thick electrical cord that they had taken from a lamp earlier. Tomkins pulled the cord tighter and tighter but making sure he didn't damage the bag. They saw the bag expand and for a moment they thought it would burst. Then they felt the host stiffen up and die and the bag went back to its normal size. The old patient felt the bag and pinched the host's nostrils shut while Darren forced the jaw upwards. Tomkins took out a needle and thread that he had stolen earlier and then commenced in firstly stitching the nose firmly closed and then the mouth. Everything went without a hitch. It was perfect but now came the difficult part. They had to get out with the body. Darren came up with an idea....

Strange Happenings - Chapter 18 "it came out of his nose and mouth" the old patient continued. "it's pure fuckin evil" he said. Darren just stared at the Prince's new host in disbelief. "was there no end to this shit" he thought. "and what the hell is it all about? Why the hell me?". Darren knew there was no escaping the Prince and probably no escaping his new home. Just then, he realised that he had been set up. The whole thing was some great deliberate plan that the Prince had instigated to get him into this institution, but "why?". Darren sat on his bed and thought about everything that had happened. The voice was low at first but got louder the instant the stranger introduced himself. "Tomkins, Charles Tomkins" he repeated. "I understand you killed my wife!" he said. Darren jumped over the bed and stood on the other side staring at this new danger. "THAT WASN'T ME" he shouted. "I know" Tomkins said. "don't worry, I know it was the Prince". Darren started to cry. "you know! You've got to help me, he's in him" he said pointing at the bed on the opposite side of the room. "I know" said Tomkins as he walked around the bed towards Darren. Darren relaxed as Tomkins placed his arm around Darren's. "We're going to fix this" he said. "I've got a plan". The old patient, Tomkins and Darren spent most of the day together talking and discussing their plan. They only stopped briefly for lunch which they had to eat on their own beds but then they went straight back to it, knowing that they had to act fast if they were going to stop the Prince killing again. The plan was formed. They would kill the Prince once and for all and .... They would do it tonight.