It was late and Joe was getting bored. He'd already killed off an entire small town that night, but somehow it just wasn't enough for him. He needed more victims and he needed them soon. He rode his mini horse through the countryside looking for victims, but it seemed he'd killed off everyone in his previous attacks. He thought about checking out the college where he'd had a lot of previous success, but then he remembered that they closed it down for good after the last time and no one would be there. Accepting defeat, he rode the mini horse to the top of a hill, prepared to rest for the night.
It was then that he saw it. A faint, but large, area of light about a mile off. It was a warehouse. Joe wondered who could be stupid enough to stay around that late, knowing that there was a killer as vicious as him out there. Excited about the possibility of shedding more blood before the night was through, he jumped back on his mini horse and raced toward the warehouse.
As he approached the warehouse, Joe saw that the light was coming from small windows. He stopped for a moment and just stared at the windows. They were all shaped like glasses. Figuring it was just a glasses factory, he went around to the entrance, looking for his first victim. When he got to the door, he noticed that it too had a cutout in the shape of glasses for a window.
Joe had prepared for a battle with factory workers and couldn't believe what he saw when he looked through the window. Inside were hundreds of identical men, all hunched over a giant wrestling ring. The men seemed to be pulling out more and more copies of themselves. Attempting to catch them by surprise, he eased open and stepped inside. The men continued to work, not noticing someone had entered the warehouse.
As Joe closed the door behind him, it squeaked slightly. Hearing the door, one of them men turned around to see who was there. Joe, surprised not by being noticed, but by the identity of the the man staring back at him. Within ten seconds, Joe was staring at an army of hundreds Harvey Whippleman clones, each one staring directly at him.
Joe had prepared for a battle with factory workers and couldn't believe what he saw when he looked through the window. Inside were hundreds of identical men, all hunched over a giant wrestling ring. The men seemed to be pulling out more and more copies of themselves. Attempting to catch them by surprise, he eased open and stepped inside. The men continued to work, not noticing someone had entered the warehouse.
As Joe closed the door behind him, it squeaked slightly. Hearing the door, one of them men turned around to see who was there. Joe, surprised not by being noticed, but by the identity of the the man staring back at him. Within ten seconds, Joe was staring at an army of hundreds Harvey Whippleman clones, each one staring directly at him.
Without a word and in one swift motion, every single Harvey took off their glasses and threw them at him. Joe had become a dart board and the glasses were the darts. He'd managed to deflect most of them, but he was hit with a few of them. Just then, Joe's mini horse came bursting through the window in the door, sending glass flying everywhere. Behind it, was a wagon full of coconuts.
Joe jumped onto the wagon and began hurling coconuts at the army of Harveys, picking them off one by one. He'd managed to take out the first several rows of Harveys when the wrestling ring started to shake. Smoke started pouring out of the ring. After a minute the smoke cleared and three hundred new Harveys exploded from the ring. After they had all hit the ground, the ring burst into flames. At once, all the Harveys screamed at Joe that he'd ruined it all.
Having no idea what they meant, Joe starting hurling coconuts at random to eliminate as many Harveys as he possibly could. He'd taken out about half of them before they finally reached him. They grabbed him and carried him to the ring like he was a sacrifice to the Harvey Whippleman God. Upon tossing him into the flames, something happened they hadn't planned for. The entire ring exploded, sending the warehouse up in flames and all the Harveys running for their lives.
The last thing Joe saw before the ring exploded was a coconut wedged behind a lever. He finally realized what he'd ruined. By sunrise, the warehouse had burned to the ground, leaving no survivors.