Metcalf's Cannibal Farm

At last, the final chapter. If I didn't tell y'all, you could have probably thought that last chapter was the final chapter. This chapter will be nice, short, and sweet. So yay! Happy endings for everyone. Ah time to bring back a very special moment from chapters 1 & 2.

Chapter 6 - Breaking The Cycle

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Dr Metcalf finds his son, dead. When he goes to punish Amber & Buffy, they flank him, and escape. Amber gets a revolver that Metcalf left sitting out, and kills him. The two flee to a neighbor's house only to find they are one of Metcalf's customers. They quickly take action, and kill the two neighbors, and escape the farm via the RV they came in. Buffy gets taken to the hospital for a full health examine, while Amber claims to go to therapy, because of how fucked up this traumatic experience of her friends dying was.

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Note: This chapter takes place a week directly after Amber & Buffy left the farm.

Even after 1 week, thats 7 days which is 168 hours which is 10,080 minutes which is 604,800 seconds, Amber was still able to recall the traumatic night at the farm. Spring break was over, and most of the kids were able to return back to school. Amber was stuck with the horrible memories in her head. Sometimes she wished that she was not one of the ones that survived. She regretted not giving TJ the key now, more than ever.

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 spoke to next, "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."

Amber shook her head from the memory that forever stained her brain, even after a week's worth of washing. It was back to work for Amber as she trudged up the hills on the farm that she had been calling home. Behind the old farm house, past the stables, up and into the storage unit where she stayed that uneventful day. With the revolver in her hand she smiled to herself whispering, "I told you, I'd be back," as she kissed the gun.

Tucking it into the front of her pants, and pulling her shirt down over it, concealing it as she grabbed onto the large sliding door which used to give her great fear when it opened or closed, but now it gave her great pleasure as a smile crept up on her face. Inside the storage unit she walked, she burned a body a day, and fed the bones to the pigs, she really had this place under control. "Please, you have to let us out, some crazy lady kidnapped us!" a grown man yelled from the cage. He was dressed in plaid like a lumberjack, and had a beard like one too. "Hurry, she might be coming back soon," the man begged with his twin sons holding his arm through the cage.

Amber bent down in front of them, and waited for the children to stop crying before saying, "the crazy part is, she is already back, and even crazier is she is not crazy." The man's mouth opened to speak, but fell silent as Amber marched around the cages speaking high and mighty. "Welcome to Metcalf's farm. Here we take pride in our work, and you fine gentlemen have become part of our business."

"But my boys, they are just children," the man exclaimed remembering the child labor laws.

"Oh, they'll be fine you are not here as a worker, but as a supply. You see this is a cannibal farm, it produces meat like no other with a resilient flavor that I have grown fond of along with many other happy customers. Now sadly the farm owner isn't here with us today in person, however he is here with us today severed on a platter if you are hungry."

"No way!" the man yelled. "There is no way in hell that I would ever eat a human."

Amber smirked at the man, "I wouldn't be too sure about that one. You see me and you aren't that different I used to think the same thing and yell the same thing, but look at me now."

"Daddy, are we going to die?" one of the boys asked before starting to cry making his twin also start to cry.

Amber quickly got down to the twins cage next to their fathers, and said, "hush little babies, you'll be okay. Daddy won't let you die if he's the man he says he is."

The twins wiped their tears getting them to stop almost as fast as they had started. "Now listen up Daddy," Amber barked. "I'll be giving you everything you need to be freed, it's up to you how you use it." Amber paced around to the oil drums at the side of the furnace where she laid out supplies when she first made her plan. She came back with a saw, and a key. She unlocked the man's cage leaving the door open for him, and handed him the saw. "Have a lovely stay at the farm," Amber said before leaving out the door sliding it back closed.

The man looked at the saw in his hand, and then back down at the chains around his ankle, that is connected to chains around both of his son's ankles. At this moment he knew what he had to do. Saw off his foot, and then find a way to free his sons, and get out of this place.

The cycle of killing never seems to stop. Amber was intending to break the cycle. She had her fun and games now. She just put three more people into the same twisted game she put through, and now it was time to take her pawn out of the game of life.

Out of the storage unit leaving the man to make the right decision with his two sons, as she went towards the farm house, but instead of going all the way too it, she took a turn and went back inside the stables where her journey began.

Amber's boots clumped with straw and mud at the bottom as she walked with every step feeling like she was stepping on heavy sponges. At the middle of the stables she found herself looking at the half risen wall that Metcalf pulled the gun out from behind. That first shot hitting Marty started it all, and now a shot was going to finish it all. Feeling Metcalf's escape to life in her trembling hands she slid down against the wall as tears started flowing down her face with one last memory playing in her head like a videotape on repeat.

The corpse on the ground happened to be Marty who wasn't able to outrun this one. His chest obliterated, with some chunks of his bloody flesh clung to the clothing to all that was around the blast when it happened. A string of small chains was heard as some figure approached the front gate in which the group came. Dr Metcalf walked slowly with gun in hand, as he stepped over Marty smashing his jaw open with the heel of his boot exposing all of his teeth, with some breaking off, and other impaling into his gums leaving more blood to trickle down his open throat.

With the taste of the barrel in her mouth she felt the regret from bringing her friends to this not so friendly vacation spot.

The trigger was pulled.

The game was done.

No one had won.

Moments later near the front gate of the stables a small string of chains could be heard. A man walked past the stables through the fields on his own two feet, while two more sets of small feet were strung from the chain trailing him. The saw back in the storage unit was wet, with the blood of family as two little boys cried out for their daddy to come back as their life drained out from their small ankles.

The End

See I promised one more death, but I guess if I gave the story more time there would have actually been three deaths this chapter, but that's not important. I hope you all love this story as much as I do! Given how whacky this final chapter was, I'm sure y'all can think of something to comment about. Also, now that you have read the ending paragraph of this story, I want you guys to tell me how you think Metcalf's son got that string of chains on his ankle that he trailed behind him everywhere he went? Spooky, right? I know the movie gave me chills. Lastly the movie title is Escape From Cannibal Farm, if you can manage to watch it, I suggest you do. It's gotta be like a hundred times better than a child's dumb fanfic.

~Banana