Slipknot

this little story includes Ben Graves, Joey Jordison and Wednesday 13, thing is, it's Joey's nightmare dream or could it be something that changed abruptly in his mind?

During the night fall , Joey used to roam around the the old sheds playing day in and day out with his guitar. "Hmmm...I wonder what the guys are doing today, " "Possibly something I may have to check on later after I finish playing on the guitar." Joey stopped for a few minutes glaring his eyes in the direction of a shadowy mist like cloud that roamed over the valley bend. He sat up taking an even closer look of what was standing there in the shadows. "Is anyone ther, because if there is.. I'm sitting here without a distraction except for you!" Joey exclaimed. The shadow moved in slowly, but started to grow quicker and quicker with pace moaning in the deep cold moist air. Joey felt more alert, picking and dusting himself off from the ground and ran closer to the shadow. The shadow figure turned around wailing louder, "Nooooo......" Joey stops and sees the shadow running away from him, but for what reason why would it run away? Joey sprang at the shadow scaring it down to the ground. "Don't worry it's not like I'm going to hurt you or anything," said Joey calmily. Joey reached out his hand, helping the figure from the ground gently and carefully. To what it appears, it wasn't a shadow like figure, but a figure of what kind of felt of a human under a balnket. Joey looked puzzled at whoever was under the blanket. Joey walked back and forth around the blanket covered being and snatched the blanket off. "Surpise!"... "It's me..your pal Wednesday!" Joey didn't suspect the bit off sense that it was Wednesday under the blanket the whole time. "WTF?" Joey asked in shock. "I was thinking, since you were busy and such...I decided to come with you instead by sneaking around the old sheds without you noticing." Wednesday explained. "If you wrere the one who was following me the whole time and then hiding under a damn blanket..." "Then who's that over there?" Joey asked. They both peered into the distance trying to see it clearly, but the image faded off behind the fence posts. "Wednesday, " "Should we go over there and check it out?" asked Joey. "I think that you should go and check out what's behind the shed instead." wednesday said. "Why the fuck should I go over there and you don't do anything huh?" Joey hollered. "Because I might do this..TAG YOU'RE IT, " shouted Wednesday. Joey laughed alittle almost feeling pissed off, but it seems he didn't give much of a care. "Alright..ready or not, here I come!" said Joey playfully. As Wednesday ran behind the shed, Joey tagged along right behind him only to find that Wednesday was not behind the shed and nothing was there except for his skeleton glove. "He must've dropped this while hiding," Joey thought, "I might as well give it back to him if I can find him. Once he reached out from the shed, he called for Wednesday, "Wednesday....where are you man, you dropped your fucking glove motherfucker!" Nothing near him or far made a sound; no voices..nothing at all. Joey called again, but before he was going to call for him for the last time, he heard snickering. "Okay Wednesday this is getting really fucking old and becoming a pain in the ass," "Bring your fucking ass out here, because I'm about to leave you here." Joey huffed. As he turned his back away from the shed house, Joey saw Ben standing there eyes wide open, grinning from ear to ear, and had a knife in one hand and a rope in the other. "Umm...Ben...Why do you have a rope in one hand and a knife in the other?" "It's not even Halloween yet." Joey remarked. Ben laughed a little and said, "I know." "You know what about what?" Joey asked confused. "Nevermind...," Ben muttered softly. Ben wrapped his arm around Joey's face trying to close his mouth and put him to sleep. Joey started flailing his arms and legs in Ben's arms trying to break free. Once Joey broke free, he held his neck rubbing it and said, "Are you fucking crazy Ben?" "Ohh..this will never do, " "I need something else to work better," Ben calmily said. "Wait a minute Ben...you have the rope in your other hand," said Wednesday popping up out of nowhere. "Is this some kind of joke, because this shit ain't funny!" Joey bellowed. "Don't have your eyeballs in such a twist, cool it a little and let Ben tie you up now," Wednesday snickered. "WTF?" Joey gasped..only to be put under a sleeper hold and blackout. All he could hear was their laughter going on and on through his mind. A few weeeks later, he woke up only to find himself tied up to the torture bed with a scapel laying on his stomach, his shirt torn all the way off, and a stitching across his belly. But Wednesday and Ben were bitting down on his neckmore and more revealing the skin that hanged halfway off at the neck. Blood ran frivilously from his neck into their hands, bringing a sudden look of evil on their faces. Joey freaked out and said, "Get the hell off me and stop fucking around you two!" "Well since you're awake now, you'll have no other choice but to just deal with for a while til' we get tired or some shit like that and cut some parts of your body open to drink more blood or experiment in the organs," Wednesday explained. "Yet here's the best part my friend....we're going to make you into our own creation of a human doll by torturing you and turning parts of your skin into something horrid and sweet," Ben giggled sinisterly. Joey switched his neck constantly to wiggle out a bit, but it didn't work. The only thing he could see now was nothing but a fade of red and white. "Rise and shine," Ben said. Ben unattached the metal bars that restrained Joey's arms and legs from moving anywhere. "You're all done," "Now it's time to see your whole new self!" Ben sneered. Joey's eyes dazed up at the mirror, his eyes opened wide, and he looked down at his body only to see stitches crossing down from his neck all the way to the torso. Only to have both of his eyes arranged into bright gray and blue pupils. "Did you pull something out of my body, then my eyes as well or just rearrange my organs?" gasped Joey. "You can put it that way if you want, but we only just pushed aside a few organs and planted a doll inside your stomach," explained Wednesday. Joey pulled Wednesday by the collars of his jacket asking, "So, I have a doll inside me for what fucking reason?" "To stop the blood from leaking after we finished up with the stomach, then peeling pieces of your skin and replacing it with a striped black and red blanket that I had sittiing in the back," Ben chuckled. "Yet there's one more thing missing...oh yeah, a straight jacket"..."And by the way we hope you like your new eyeballs we extracted and stuck in!" said Wednesday excited. Joey held out his arms as Wednesday slipped the coat on to him. To Joey's horror inside his mind, he turned his fright into amazement. Joey's eyes flourished brightly like the moon glowing at night, "hmmm... I love them," smirked Joey, "This is great, but the one thing is missing..." "What's that?" they asked. Joey grabbed machette, but put it down and walked over to the ax laying on the shelf. He picked it down from the wall and glared up at its beautiful radiant shine of the blade and a bit of dried blood that was still on the handle. Joey's lips turned from satisfaction to a grin of bloodthristy hunger. "Don't worry Joey, plus that we did a few things to your brain by altering it to only killing," said Wednesday. "Now lets take you outside for a spin on a few unsuspecting victims and give that ax of yours a few handy kills of gutting intestines of of them all." They laughed sadisticly as they brought Joey outside to rampage about with the ax showing no mercy. When other people came to the old sheds to screw around, Joey would close in on them, swing his ax up in the air and chop of more than just their heads. Wednesday and Ben would join in for the fun, killing an gutting every person who was still there or trying to run away. Wednesday snatched up a human head, licking the blood from the bottom and gave it to Joey as a present or for him to eat the brains out and suck the blood through the eyesockets. Once Joey was finished, he would crave for another to devour quickly. To their excitment of Joey's sudden bursts of energy in a killing spree, they decided to let him rest inside the torture room as his arms were kept tight and wraped by the sleeves, buckled in. As soon as his eyes closed, everything became a hazing blur and three hours later..he woke up again only to find himself on the couch next to Wednesday watching t.v. Joey quickly pulled the blanket from his body and peered at his clothes only to find everything normal. Wednesday turned his head at Joey looking at him puzzled. "Looks like you've slept through the movie again, " Wednesday grinned. "I thought that you and Ben were..."Joey paused. "Doing what you may ask?" Wednesday questioned squinting his eyes. "Nevermind.." Joey sighed. "Well it's a long story short, but....here's what I thought," said Joey. After more than five minutes passed, Wednesday glared at him, scratched his head, and started laughing. "Dude, I think you should lay off the candy for a while before you go to sleep on me while watching Frankenstein motherfucker, "By the way, do you want any chicken?" Wdnesday asked. Joey shook his head saying,"No you can eat the rest if you want." Wednesday shrugged his shoulders, "Well more for me!" "By the way, " "Where's Ben..isn't he supposed to be watching this with us?" Joey asked upset. "He decided to go with Acey and Eric to the store to get some more chicken and other shit," Wednesday explained. "When are you gonna get tired of eating chicken?" Joey remarked. Wednesday gabbed a piece of meat of the bone and threw it at Joey, "NEVER!" Joey giggled throwing pieces of chicken back at Wednesday that now turned into a food fight. They played for over an hour still throwing the food and having more fun than ever. "Wait a minute Joey,...something doesn't seem right," snarled Wednesday playfully. "And what's that?"Joey smiled. Wednesday looked at the t.v. and shouted, "HIT THE FUCKIN' T.V.!!!!" The food flew on to the t.v. smearing down to the floor. Laughter filled the room and so did the chicken everywhere else too.