This choice: "I'm currently taking care of someone whose head got stolen." • Go Back...Chapter #6"I'm currently taking care of someone w... by: Clockworange   "You're WHAT??" Haley shrieks. Mikki hushes her with a finger, making sure the windows are shut. "You wanna scare the whole neighborhood? Calm down." She lowers her voice.
You place your hands on your wide hips, shaking your head. "I can't believe you're keeping a headless body around here."
"Yeah well... I was walking home from work and saw a guy's head being plucked clean off his torso." She explains. "His body was still alive. What was I gonna do, just leave it out in the street?"
"You could have done that, yeah." You deadpan.
Haley sighs, "Looks like calling the police is out of the question now."
"So do you still have that body somewhere in the house?" You ask.
Mikki nods, then leads you (carrying Haley's head) downstairs into the cellar. Pulling on a lightbulb chain, a dull light illuminates the room. It's damp and a bit cluttered, but your girlfriend managed to throw together a mattress and bedsheets for her decapitated companion. She kicked away some pillows covering the body's neck stump, which was amazingly sealed with skin over the top. As if no damage in removing the head occurred. Just a smooth bump where a human head should be.
You crouch down and inspect the body. "Look at that... he's still breathing somehow." Noting the calm rise and fall of the body's chest. The man looked to be in fairly good shape, well built, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.
"That's not all," Mikki says, holding her fingers along the man's neck. "You can feel a pulse... a regular heartbeat. The skin is warm."
"He looks pretty tall," observes Haley.
"From your perspective, shouldn't everyone be?" You joke. To which she retorts, "If I had my own hands right now I'd slap you!"
"You mean these hands?" You ask, cupping her breasts right in front of her.
"Quit it!"
"Gavin, stop perving and focus!" Says Mikki, as you raise your hands and apologize. "Hey, can't fault me for being curious. Don't tell me you wouldn't be curious if your head was on a dude's body!"
As Haley is about to interject, Mikki's eyes flash. "That's actually not a bad idea. It might even make our problems easier. Do you... do you think we could put your head on his body temporarily? Then try to put Haley's head back on her own body?"
You try tugging on your head to no avail. Mikki tries pulling as well, but it's no use.
"Ow! Stop. It's not working." You cry out. Putting Haley's head onto the man's body doesn't work either. You spend your energy trying to prop up the man's torso while Mikki tries forcing her head onto the neck stump.
Huffing, you readjust your top. "This guy's such a dead weight! How did you lug him all the way down here by yourself, Mikki?" To which she shrugged, having taken a while to do it apparently. Not without a few bruises on the unfortunate fellow.
"So we can't remove heads from bodies, or put them onto headless bodies." Haley surmises, frowning. "Yet those snatchers can do it."
You, Mikki, and Haley discuss the mystery but can't find any satisfying answers. Trudging back upstairs, you lounge about watching the local news on TV for updates. Mikki is browsing her laptop, while Haley is resting on the sofa next to you. News coverage is slow as usual, with no indication of mischief afoot. Haley runs her eyes all over her body, seeing it from a new perspective for the first time ever. Watching you relieve an itch on your inner thigh.
"Reddit, Pinterest, Facebook, Google. No info on body thieves." Mikki reports, standing up. "I realize I've been an awful host. Haley, would you like something to drink?"
"I... I dunno. Can I have something to drink?" She stammers.
"Might be worth finding out. Like, if your mouth is connected psychically to your throat or something." Your girlfriend suggests. "Might explain how that man's headless body down there is still functioning like normal." Mikki pours a glass of water with a bendy straw, holds the young woman's head steady as she sips. Amazingly, the water level in the glass fell but the water seemed to disappear as she drank it!
"Thanks, I was thirsty." She says, as Mikki returns her to the sofa.
"I don't feel any different." You remark, half expecting to feel water trickling down Haley's throat.
Your girlfriend sets about making some sandwiches and leftovers to snack on, while you log into to your online bank account using her computer. Trying to ignore the clicking of your long fingernails on the keyboard, you deactivate your credit and debit cards since the thieves likely have those along with your wallet and body. Figuring that this was probably the most creative way to go about stealing someone's identity that you can think of. Assuming that was the snatchers' intentions... but then why steal peoples' heads as well?
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