| JERRI NECO |
| By: Jason Windham |
| Jerri Necro was a strange man. He was a archeologist who studied Egyptian death cults; he never spoke to his neighbors. The car accident left him a mess. He lost his arms. His face was a pulpy, monsterous canvas of scars. There was nothing that the modern world of medicine could do to restore him. But Jerri Necro knew of other ways. The Egyptian totems haunted his dreams. "But they are evil!" Jerri hesitated before petitioning the death gods, "Oh well!", he resolved, then completed the last rituals. One night something wicked slipped out into the moonless darkness. Some say that it went "clickety-clack", "clickety-clack" as it meandered down the streets gripping a seven inch ceremonial dagger in a skeletal grip. Some say that it was Jerri Necro. Original Story by Jason Windham |