Clotted by a Python (Flash Eldritch Fiction)
Clotted by a Python
(Flash Eldritch Fiction)
(Intro :) His body was swollen, lumped, inflamed looking, bruised, and his last feelings were that he was deserted, clotted by a python, and this was going to be how he died, what people would read in the morning paper the following day.
“The young man was only 23-years old, discovered at the Como Park Zoo (in the summer of 1957), he had let an eleven-foot python out of its glass and steel bar cage, in the little stone zoo building, built sometime in the 1930s. He was an intern from Chicago, living in St. Paul, Minnesota, a Biologist. He worked the night shift, cleaned the cages, fed the animals, and insured all was well. There was a security guard also who walked the ground the grounds, in particular, over in Midway area where they had all the rides for the kids. It was now 2:00 a.m. All was quiet.
“The Intern, took the eleven-foot python from its habitat, and carried him out into the zoo atrium area, where in the morning visitors would come through to see the twelve cages, that held lions, and tigers, and large snakes, and monies, and two wolves.
“He, the Intern, was playing with the snake, put him around his shoulder, held him by the back of the head, but came the moment the python got irritated, had rolled upward a tinge, from his shoulders to his neck, no longer playing. The Intern, drew in his breath, tried to, it was difficult, as the viper had already crept downward towards his left wrist, and bit it, holding onto it with a solid grip, as the snakes lower body, had previously risen, from underneath his light coat, it had already circled upward and doubled around his neck, forming a lump, a knot or loop, around his neck, he tried to draw in his breath again, and found out it was next to gone, and he went to shout for help—the security guard was circling the midway area—but all you could hear was a whimpering sound, by the intern.
“The powerful arms and shoulders, the young intern couldn’t pull the snake away. He heard the whistle of the Security Guard, which indicated all was right in the Zoo area, and the intern knew he was close by; so close, yet it might just had been a thousand-miles away: an adult, helpless as a child he was, with urgent eyes moving, looking for help, a way out, battered overalls, in a world now that was deaf and dumb to his whimpering petition.
“The snake, now head to head, stared at his victim, it had risen slowly to eye level, as if it understood it was going to take the intern’s life, and wanted to showoff. Perhaps revenge for keeping him cooped up in that jail they offered as its new home.
“Now it was rapid whimpering, then the intern fell purposely, to the floor, there the scuffle continued, to no avail.
“In the morning, the janitor found the snake outside of the building, the intern on the floor, inside. His overalls half torn off, as if the snake and intern had a great battle. All that was left now was for an epitaph to be written.”
Written 8-26-2008
(Flash Eldritch Fiction)
(Intro :) His body was swollen, lumped, inflamed looking, bruised, and his last feelings were that he was deserted, clotted by a python, and this was going to be how he died, what people would read in the morning paper the following day.
“The young man was only 23-years old, discovered at the Como Park Zoo (in the summer of 1957), he had let an eleven-foot python out of its glass and steel bar cage, in the little stone zoo building, built sometime in the 1930s. He was an intern from Chicago, living in St. Paul, Minnesota, a Biologist. He worked the night shift, cleaned the cages, fed the animals, and insured all was well. There was a security guard also who walked the ground the grounds, in particular, over in Midway area where they had all the rides for the kids. It was now 2:00 a.m. All was quiet.
“The Intern, took the eleven-foot python from its habitat, and carried him out into the zoo atrium area, where in the morning visitors would come through to see the twelve cages, that held lions, and tigers, and large snakes, and monies, and two wolves.
“He, the Intern, was playing with the snake, put him around his shoulder, held him by the back of the head, but came the moment the python got irritated, had rolled upward a tinge, from his shoulders to his neck, no longer playing. The Intern, drew in his breath, tried to, it was difficult, as the viper had already crept downward towards his left wrist, and bit it, holding onto it with a solid grip, as the snakes lower body, had previously risen, from underneath his light coat, it had already circled upward and doubled around his neck, forming a lump, a knot or loop, around his neck, he tried to draw in his breath again, and found out it was next to gone, and he went to shout for help—the security guard was circling the midway area—but all you could hear was a whimpering sound, by the intern.
“The powerful arms and shoulders, the young intern couldn’t pull the snake away. He heard the whistle of the Security Guard, which indicated all was right in the Zoo area, and the intern knew he was close by; so close, yet it might just had been a thousand-miles away: an adult, helpless as a child he was, with urgent eyes moving, looking for help, a way out, battered overalls, in a world now that was deaf and dumb to his whimpering petition.
“The snake, now head to head, stared at his victim, it had risen slowly to eye level, as if it understood it was going to take the intern’s life, and wanted to showoff. Perhaps revenge for keeping him cooped up in that jail they offered as its new home.
“Now it was rapid whimpering, then the intern fell purposely, to the floor, there the scuffle continued, to no avail.
“In the morning, the janitor found the snake outside of the building, the intern on the floor, inside. His overalls half torn off, as if the snake and intern had a great battle. All that was left now was for an epitaph to be written.”
Written 8-26-2008
posted by Dennis and Rosa Siluk @ 9:54 PM
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