“It’s in the family that we must all learn the fundamental lesson of life right and wrong, respect for others, self-discipline, the importance of knowledge, and, yes, a sense of our own self-worth.”
Gabriel Fischer and James Gonzalez were just two boys looking for trouble and like all the boys on the Santa Carla pier, they liked to get lost. This…ambition to lose themselves in the night led them to the iron works. 100 years ago everyone worked here, supplying all the steel for the railways up the coast. When the “big one” hit San Francisco in 1906 the whole place caught fire. Those who didn’t die in the earthquake were trapped. Ended up killing just about everyone inside. Some folks say it’s haunted. Wouldn’t be able to tell it from the way the hooks hanging above swung softly from side to side, four hooks. Perfect set. Or the table with a certain…bottle on top of it.
“Woah, get a load of this creepy shit!” Gabriel exclaimed to his pal, sitting on a couch that doesn’t belong to him. The boy seemed excited by the surroundings. James wasn’t so convinced.
“You sure this is a good idea, Gabriel? I mean, uh this whole place is giving me the heebie-jeebies you know we could just go home…”
“But, that’s what makes it so cool, James! You don’t buy into that whole ‘haunted’ bull crap do you? Come on, you’ve been spending too much time around those damn Frogs…” He moved aside on the sofa. Cute. Birds of a feather stick together don’t they, friend?
Ooh-oooh-ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-oh-oooh ༄
“Do you hear that?” James asked, Gabriel evidently did, he stood up to look around.
Atta boy…Bet he’s finally hearing that breeze clinking those hooks together…Clink…Clink…Clink…
˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞 A-a-ah…A-a-ah ˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞
“Is that…whistling?”
˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞 A-a-ah…A-a-ah ˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞
A little creak in the wrong place…
“Ah!”
A flickering of a broken light…
“What the…?”
The sound of a laugh in the dark slowly approaching…
Hahahahahaha
Our favorite little trespassers scan the environment for any signs of danger. Nothing to be found.
“W-We’re not looking for trouble!”
“Show yourself now, stranger!!!”
And neither are we, friend. We’re just…hungry.
˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞 A-a-ah…A-a-ah ˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞
There’s no way out. Things are looking
Up…
Up…
Up…
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
MISSING
James Gonzalez
AGE: 16
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5’11
WEIGHT: 155
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
LAST SEEN: Near the abandoned iron works
IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION ABOUT JAMES PLEASE CONTACT THE SANTA CARLA POLICE IMMEDIATELY!
ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴛᴀ ᴄᴀʀʟᴀ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ: ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ʙᴏʏs ʟɪᴠᴇ! ᴘᴇʀғᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜɪᴛ “ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ”
I need a quick hit
Come on and give me it
Don't give me counterfeit, no
Give me the good shit
A-a-ah…A-a-ah
“Thank you, Santa Carla! Thank you! We’ll be back! See you then! Good night!”
Well, look at that. We got a fan! Haven’t seen you around here before. I know summer’s the time for tourists but no time like the present. I’m David. This is Marko. That’s Dwayne…and Paul. Didn’t catch your name. Go on, tell us about yourself…No need to be so shy…Nobody here but us…We’re all friends here aren’t we? We’re not the judgin’ types, my brothers and me. We’re just talking…All you need is a little bit of encouragement. Don’t sweat it too much, I’m in no hurry. I’ve got all of the time in the world…
The uh, zest of life is new things. Exploring the unknown. You like that, don’t you? Exploring the unknown…Oh, I like that too…Do you ride? The road is wider when you ride it…Freedom. Live. never stop living. Let out the rebel inside and you never die. The world doesn’t have to weight you down anymore. Sounds great doesn’t it? We’d all be a family…So are you in or are you out? It’s time to decide…Are you ready for the ride of your life?
Come on, boys…
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