John-Weiss

                                                                          Chapter 2                                                                    A Cure For Death It was July of 1925, right, doc? I was alone at home, eating my dinner, when I heard the knock at my door. You seemed frightened. You were sweating like the devil, and your eyes looked insane. I answered the door "Arthur? What happened? Come in! Sit down!" You came in, and told me about your sick experiments on those kids. To find a cure for death, you said. You told me how you lured them in with candy and balloons. About how they were dying kids with Polio and shit like that

                                                                      Chapter 1                                                             A Beginning of Sorts It was October of 1937. The full moon shined brightly in the sky, as Hersch tried to think of a solution to his predicament. The midwife, still in shock at the horror she'd seen, was lying awake on the sofa. Dr. Moore entered the room with a grim look on his face; As though he had seen a ghost. "Well, Mr. Hersch?" "Well, what?" "What are you going to do from here?" "I'm thinking! Can't you see that I'm thinking?" "Mr. Hersch, your son isn't likely to live more than a few days." "My s

   As Jimmy waited by the church, he noticed a strange ticking noise. It started slowly and quietly, but gradually became faster and louder. He decided to investigate. He started in the direction of the ticking, and it grew faster, louder. He moved a little closer, and it grew faster, louder. As he walked in the direction of the peculiar sound, he found himself in a graveyard. It grew faster, louder. He heard it coming from a particular gravestone, which read, "My Heart is Liver, Your Brain is Flesh." Something came over Jimmy, and all he wanted to do was dig. He started digging with his hands, when noticed a shovel. He quickly grabbed the s