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Dr__Mulholland.The_Horrid.tex

  1\chapauth{Dr.\ Mulholland}
  2\chapter{The Horrid Assignment}
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  8Luke Bavarious walked through the front doors of the police
  9station. He pushed the doors open. Inside was his boss, Johnny
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 14``Bavarious!''
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 16``What do you want Johnny.'' Bavarious said.
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 18``I have a new assignement for you! I hope you will take this new
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 23Luke Bavarious took the new assignment and opened the manilla
 24envellope like a kid ripping apart a Christmas present that the kid
 25had been waiting for. Inside the manilla envellope was a new
 26assignment: Kill the local mafia boss.
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 30Bavarious looked up from his new assignment at his boss.
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 36``What is it, Bavarious?''
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 38``This doesn't sound like---{\ldots}''
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 42Bavarious keeled over and from his mouth cascaded a river of vomit.
 43His eyes vomited tears too. The tears and vomit he was vomiting
 44pooled on the floor in a horrible cocktail of tears and
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 49``Bavarious!''
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 53Bavarious could say nothing. The cocktail kept pouring out of his
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 58``Dear God, I'll get a doc-''
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 62Johnny's neck exploded with blood vomiting out of the veins.
 63Bavarious screamed. He turned around and screamed again. He raised
 64his Baretta (all New York detectives have one.).
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 68Bavarious turned around and looked at his boss. ``I'm quite sorry,''
 69Bavarious said. Johnny said ``you'd b-better b-be'' and belched out
 70one last spray of blood stained vomit. Bavarious turned and walked
 71out the doors, pushing the doors aside to get through.
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 75Bavarious looked at his new assignment that he just got. Kill the
 76mob boss. But why? Bavarious was not a killer. He was a good man, a
 77good Christian man. But he has a Baretta. Barettas are for killing.
 78He must kill the boss. He grabbed his Baretta and loaded it and got
 79in his car and hit the gas.
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 83Bavarious arrived at the mob boss's house. He got out of his car
 84and shut the door behind him and then locked it. He walked to the
 85front door and knocked on it three times. Then he realized. The
 86house had been abandoned since the horrid tragedy that had happened
 87there 50 years ago. He saw it in his mind{\ldots}
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 91``Hi, Daddy'' said the kid. The kid smiled. Kids are so wonderful and
 92carefree in this terrible world.
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 94``Hi there kiddo'' said the dad. The dad looked to be about 35 and
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 97The dad turned around and walked out of the house, pushing the
 98door, opening it, and then pulling it, closing it. The kid turned
 99around and turned on the TV to get out of the horrors of this
100wretched life. It was 1959. The kid just got the TV as a birthday
101present. His birthday was yesterday.
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105The kid heard horrid noises from outside. He got up and opened the
106door. His dad was lying on the ground with a silhouette on him. He
107looked up at the man who was casting the silhouette. He had a can
108of beer in his right hand and a Baretta in the other. Suddenly a
109semi drove across their front lawn at the speed of fifty five miles
110an hour, running the man and his dad over at the same time. Blood
111vomited all over the front of the semi and all over the nice clean
112green cut grass.
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118Bavarious woke up; he had fallen asleep. He had dreamed of what
119happened in the mob bosses house 50 years ago. Then he realized. He
120was the kid of his dreams. Bavarious let out a scream and turned
121and ran and went out the front door. He tried to open the door on
122his Ford Contour but it wouldn't open. Suddenly, a headless corpse
123with a can of Coors walked across the lawn towards him. Getting
124closer and closer. Bavarious screamed. He got out his Baretta and
125fired. And fired again. The bullets punched bulletholes through his
126rotting stinky flesh but they didn't hurt him.
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130Bavarious screamed and vomited again. The remainders of his lunch
131floated around in a blood tinged mess all over his Ford Contour.
132The Coors holding headless man kept getting closer. Bavarious could
133only do one thing. This was the only option. His father would have
134wanted it this way. He stuck the Baretta into his mouth and pulled
135the trigger. But he had used all of his bullets. He vomited again,
136pouring vomit down the barrel of his gun. He screamed. Finally the
137Coors man was two feet away from him{\ldots}
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141``Luke Bavarious, why did you hate me?''
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143``Who, who are you?''
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145``I am an artist. I am the man who killed your father in a
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