Metcalf's Cannibal Farm
To answer your question Syrin, yes it is going to be smutty as frick, the whole thing. It is a requested story just like Below The Radar is, but this time it was requested by RainbowFez. Anyways let the killings continue, after a little backstory, just like they did it in the movie.
Chapter - There Was A Old Farmer
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The schools principal, Dr Metcalf runs a farm, and on that farm he now has some students. Cyrus, Jonah, Andi, Buffy, Marty, TJ, and Amber to be exact. Metcalf, and his son combined had killed Andi, and Marty, with the rest all unconscious.
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Amber woke up on a bed of straw inside a cage no larger than a dog canal. Around her was all hay on the ground with five other cages, four of which containing the others that came on the trip with her. The whole area that held the cages was enclosed, the ceiling was quite high, maybe a little too high, and there was no windows. There were a couple of lights that emitted just enough to see that hung from wires above. In the middle against the was a large furnace large enough to cook a human, with a opening tunnel kind of like what a igloo has for an entrance. There was no crackling noise like a normal fire, but there was definitely flames from stuff burning in there.
When Amber sat up she noticed that there was straw stuck to her skin, when she tried pulling off the pieces it hurt, as her dried up blood worked as an adhesive to keep her skin attached to the sraw. In the cage facing hers from the other side was Buffy. She was the next to wake up. She groaned rubbing her head before turning, and stretching her arms to hit the bars of the cage she was enclosed in. Fluttering her eyes open she became aware of her surroundings. "Amber," she said.
"Yeah," she replied loud enough to cause a rustle in the cages around them.
"Are we going to die?" Buffy asked, "why would Dr Metcalf do this?"
"I don't know, and yeah we're probably going to die," Amber replied with a straightforward tone.
"How can you be so calm about that?" Buffy asked. "This better not be one of those things where you are actually helping Metcalf, and he comes, and lets you out."
"What no, that's ridiculous," Amber told the worrisome young lady. Cyrus was the next one to wake up. He didn't bother to say hi to Amber, or Buffy. He was more concerned about his love, Jonah who lies in the cage between him, and Buffy.
"Jonah? Oh no please don't be dead," Cyrus said not being able to spot any signs of him breathing. Cyrus investigated his cage, and fiddled with the lock on the front by sticking his arms through the square holes that were almost big enough to stick your head through.
"How do we get out of here?" Cyrus asked.
"We don't," Amber said. "Don't you get it, we are all here to die."
"Amber don't fucking say that, especially not around Cyrus. I mean look at him, panicking is not what we need if we are going to get out of here."
"Did you forget that he shot Marty? Now we are locked in cages, we are next."
"Where's Andi?" Cyrus then asked noticing that she was nowhere to be found.
"I did hear her scream," Amber recalled. "Maybe she is like Marty now, gone."
"I wish she would've taken you," Buffy called out. "This is all your fault, you took us to this crazy death trap."
"No Andi invited me, and since you are all not old enough I had to drive you all."
"Please stop fighting," Cyrus begged.
"Fine I will," Buffy said crossing her arms while she sat criss cross like a sitting duck waiting to be killed. She then added, "only since Cyrus told me to." Whatever, Amber thought to herself. The group that was awake scanned the area looking for stuff. Buffy spotted a silver object covered up by the hay in Jonah's cage.
"There, there is something in Jonah's cage," Buffy said sticking her arm through the bars of the cage to better point it out.
"Well thanks, it's too bad we can't get to it," Amber said. Then Jonah woke up, the first thing he did was turn to see Cyrus. He then turned around the opposite way to see Buffy, and while doing so he saw Amber diagonally across on the other side where two other cages laid in a grid formation of six.
"What was that about not being able to get to it," Buffy mocked. "Aye Jonah, there is a silver thing in there with you, what is it?"
Jonah started flinging up straw like it was life or death if he didn't find it in the next couple of seconds. Fairly soon his hand came in contact with it making it fly, and hit the bar of his cage ringing a bit. "Ow, that noise hurts my head," Jonah said. Meanwhile Cyrus was feeling ridiculously stupid for thinking that Jonah was dead. They wouldn't just leave him in there if he was dead. Jonah grabbed the silver dish, and held it up, "it's just a bowl."
When TJ had finally woke he sat up feeling hard crust on the side of his head. When the group saw they gasped, there was a fairly large gash on the side of his head, that had somehow dried up. It was as if someone treated his wound before sticking him in the cage. Nonetheless it did not look okay, or the slightest bit good. Although it could be much worse than a dark purplish black color if it were to be infected, and oozing puss like a cist.
TJ kept rubbing his hands on his face groaning while he rolled his head around on his neck. "Fuuuuckiiiing hell," TJ groaned out in pain. Just about anything with his head hurt to move, but he had to it was stiff. When he moved around like that it didn't feel as stiff, but it did cause a bit of pain that he could not handle without a physical reaction.
Soon after a loud noise was heard as a vertical line of light from the outside came from the wall. The noise continued into the doorway was opened up, by a large metal sliding door, and in walked Dr Metcalf from the closest area where the empty cage was. He made his presence known with the statement, "I'd like to welcome you all to Metcalf's farm." The next closest person to the opening was TJ who Dr Metcalf said, "oh good I didn't kill you, for a second there I thought I did."
"What do you want from us," Jonah cried out.
"Oh well you see that is simple," Dr Metcalf said folding his hands together as he walked down the middle aisle between the two sets of three cages. He paced back, and forth as he spoke. "I have a business which you are part of now. Not as a worker, but as a supply. You see you all will be killed, and prepared as food for other families to eat. This is a cannibal farm, I myself am very found of the extravagant flavor of human, and the divine texture of the meat. You know if any of you are hungry we got some fresh Marty, and Andi."
"No way, I am not eating humans," Amber voiced in a stern manner.
"Great, we're going to die," Cyrus said trying to come to terms with his new fate.
"Don't think of it like that my dear boy Cyrus," Dr Metcalf started. "Think of it as you will be eaten, it's better that way. You're not going to waste. Anyways you all seem bored, so how about a story."
"How about you let us out?" Amber said negatively baring her teeth. Buffy stayed silent believing that if she was good, and complied with everything they might let her go.
"I don't give out things that easy, but I will give you a chance to be free if you stay quiet, and listen to my story."
"No, I will not hav-" Amber was cut off. Jonah, TJ, and Cyrus all yelled at Amber to be quiet.
"Thank you," Dr Metcalf said as he grabbed a chair, and sat in front of the furnace with the fire burning behind him while he began to tell a tale of the farms origin. "Back in the day before this was a cannibal farm, it was a normal average farm with crops, and livestock. I had a wife, and a son, we lived happily in our farm house. Our son was not so lucky, the neighbor kids hated him. They would bully, and beat on him just for the sheer heck of it. One day down by the stream they took it too far. He was only five years old when this happened. Such a terrible tale for a child. My lovely wife was the one who saw it go down. The neighbor kids were carrying a squirming burlap sack, and she knew right away that was our little boy. She screamed, and I ran outside with her. We went down towards the stream, but by the time we had gotten there the bag was still, while burning sitting in the gentle flow of the stream atop the pebbles. The kids ran out of there, while my wife flipped our son over into the war to extinguish the flames. Those ones got put out but the burning image of our son afterwards never got put out."
He paused to cough into his arm, and carried on like nothing happened. "When we got him out of the sack his entire face was burnt, it was still smoldering hot. After weeks of treatment his flesh came off, and he doesn't even dare to let his own parents see his face. He wore a mask from then on out. Our own son, they robbed of us of seeing that beautiful boy's face ever again. If it wasn't for my wife, he would be dead. That day changed this farms life, he wanted revenge when he got older, and let him have it. He came back one day with blood on his hands, and a gun saying the words, 'I'm sorry daddy, I killed them. All of them'. We took the face of the dad, and my son cut it off, and sewed it onto his face, so he could look normal again. Sadly faces aren't interchangeable. He still wears it till this day as a reminder of what this is really about. The evidence of the house was burnt, but the bodies we had to eat, and bones well we feed those to our pigs. We have had several groups here since this farm started without goal of getting back at the cruel world for being cruel to our son. Overtime my wife, well she couldn't take it anymore, all the killings, so with one final murder she ended her own life."
TJ remembered a moment from when they first arrived at the farm about the bones that Metcalf said they fed to the pigs.
Getting out of the RV the gang walked towards the front entrance before hearing the noise of someone feeding the pigs.
Dr Metcalf walked around, and greeted them with a now empty bucket. TJ walked over to the side some to look at the pigs, to catch a glimpse of white stuff in their feed. What could be feeding the pigs that is that strange color?
TJ know knew his answer of what that strange thing was in the pig feed.
"Now since you were all good folks, and listened to my story I would like to keep my word," Metcalf said as he took his chair, and sat it back alongside the furnace where big oil drums were that contained blood that no one ever wanted. They were saving it for if one of their customers ever wants to buy it. Digging through his pocket he pulled out a key. "There is one condition however I need to set up some more cables to make this more interesting, fried food is good sometimes."
The prisoners had nothing to do, but talk amongst themselves while Dr Metcalf hooked up car jumper cables to each on of the cage doors excluding the one that no one in it. All of the cables connected to one large powersource that got distributed to all the cages by a separate smaller power supply unit that sat just out of reach of Amber's cage. With the flip of a switch the power was on. "Go ahead, and touch it, you might die, but that's okay," Metcalf told them mischievously.
Jonah quickly tapped the front of the cage where the padlock was to get zapped. It made the sound of butter in a frying pan, with that fine sizzle. Jonah yelped, and waved his finger around blowing on the now black tip. He didn't understand how less than a second of electricity could burn him that badly.
On any other occasion Buffy would have laughed, but there was no time for that. Jonah looked hurt enough from the pain, plus two of their friends already died including her boyfriend. There was one man who laughed, Dr Metcalf.
"Wow, I was going to say that you all are the smartest group that I've had in here, but no I need to reconsider that. You all can escape, you have everything you need, but just because you escape doesn't mean that you are free."
"No we don't," Amber pointed out. "You never gave us the key."
"Oh yeah that thing, did you really think I was going to make it that easy for you. If you did you are right, here you go," he said dropping the key in from the top of Amber's cage.
Leaving the area he closed the sliding door back making Jonah cover his ears, and ball up with tremendous amount of head trauma that noise caused.
End Of Chapter 2
Now I know you are thinking why don't they just reach through, and remove the jumper cables, and well I don't know. The movie never explained why, nor did it show them attempting to do so. Maybe there is something I'm not realizing that is keeping them from doing that. Either way don't worry about it, just act like they can't stop the electricity by removing the cables.
Any predictions on how they will get out of this peculiar predicament? Wow I should call that question the three "Ps" (Prediction, Peculiar, and Predicament). Anyways yeehyaaw motha fuckas, thanks so much for those first four reviews, lets get four more on this chapter. Sorry for no deaths in this chapter, maybe I could make it up to you, and have two in the next chapter? Sound good? Doesn't matter the bloodshed is inevitable, I'm ecstatic.
~Banana