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Short Stories Horror A Hot Meal in a Cold Country
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A Hot Meal in a Cold Country |
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| Written by Robert Quintin Penn | |
| Sunday, 20 January 2008 | |
The allied forces had defeated the axis powers, and Germany was in a state of pandemonium. Yes, the Nazis were defeated, and Hitler was dead, but to the poor citizens, it seemed like every year things kept getting worse and worse. There would be good news, then there would be the harsh reality of what was happening to them. Every now and then, they would have supplies come to Berlin, much to the thankfulness of its citizens. Unfortunately only a few were fed at a time, and even then it was just enough to keep them alive a little longer. The black market was on fire with sales of deer, pig, and even horse flesh.
The marketplace was full of chatter and people, as deals were struck, whether with currency or simple bartering. Jana looked up at the overcast gray sky, like it was blocking the Sun, her only friend in such a dark time and place. Suddenly, she felt someone bump into her. Upon looking down, she saw a blind old man. “I am so sorry, I shouldn't be in such a crowded place without someone to help me.” Jana quickly apologized, “You are not at fault, sir, I was not paying attention to where I was going. Do you need me to help you?” “Yes, miss.” the man pulled back his gray trench coat and pulled out an envelope. “I am supposed to get this to a man living above the butcher shop on the edge of town. I did not want to mail it; you know how hectic things are. If it were not for my grandson, I would not know about the address. He is not blind like I am, but since he's ill, he cannot make the trip for me.”
Jana looked at the address. “I know where this is! It's on the way back home. I'll deliver it for you sir, don't you worry.” The man chuckled, “Thank you.” As she began to walk away, Jana thought she should ask the man if there is anything else he needs help with. She turned around to see him throw off his glasses and drop his cane as he ran away, easily dodging people as he passed. She immediately ran to the police station a few blocks away.
“You said a blind man gave you this letter and then ran away without his cane?” a policeman asked. “Yes sir, that's what happened! I don't know what to do!” Jana replied, her voice shaky. “Give me the letter, please.” The officer checked the address, and then opened the letter. “ 'This is the last one I will send you.' Lady, you did the right thing coming to us. I think we got him!” Jana was confused, “What's going on here?” “Stay with us, we don't know if the blind man will come looking for you.”
Upon reaching the butcher's, the police stormed it, finding the it to be empty. They went up the stairs to the second floor to find a man chopping up a human leg.
Comments (4) |
 01-21-2008 08:10, Not sure if the blind man was the one hacking or an accomplice setting up the victims. » Reply to this comment... » See all 1 replie(s)  01-21-2008 09:42, no more german sausage for me! » Reply to this comment...  01-22-2008 02:39, You know, I think I have heard of such things happening in starving war torn villages in ww2. Good story » Reply to this comment...  02-03-2008 06:24, Quite unexpected I must say. I wonder what prompted her to go to the police, I would have probably just opened the letter to try and figure out what the hell is going on. Anyway, interesting story. Next time I come across a blind mailman, I'll definitely think twice about helping him. » Reply to this comment... |
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