Author: Drac Von StollerPublisher: Drac Von Stoller
ISBN: 146586265X
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 5
Book Description
Johnny the embalmer loved his job and loved to let the townspeople know he did. When Johnny was a little boy, he would hang out with his father in their morgue which had been in the family for many generations. Johnny's father never let little Johnny in on the family's dirty little secret. Johnny's father felt that now was as good of a time as any to let Johnny in on the family’s dark past since he had reached the age where his father told him. “Johnny,” his father said sternly, “I've got something to tell you that has been a secret to only our family. Whatever I tell you don't leave this room, or there will be grave consequences. The only way that this can be official is by a contract signed with your blood and sealed in the family crypt. Then I will show you.” Johnny adored his father and was proud to be a part of a family that was full of mystery, but he was always curious about why there was a secret past. Johnny sliced his finger with the Witchfinder General's knife. The knife was used on some of the witches when the Witchfinder General would go on his hunts. In 17th-century Europe, witchcraft was at its height. Johnny signed the agreement. "Now that this is taken care of,” said his father, “Let's head on down to the family crypt." Johnny's Father placed the signed agreement in an iron safe and locked the door. "Okay, Johnny, have a seat next to Bartholomew.” "Who is Bartholomew?” Johnny asked. "Well, let me tell you all about him. He’s an ancestor of our family that dates back to the 17th century. He was known as the Witch Finder General during the reign of witches in central Europe. He was a good man who hated witches. It became an obsession of his until he met up with a witch named Sarah who he tortured, hung, and burned at the stake. The very knife that you cut your finger with is the same knife your ancestor Bartholomew used to cut witches to see what color their blood was. This story I'm about to tell you is a love story turned deadly.
