Torture In A Casket

It started almost like any other school day for Josh Brandstetter; he got up at 7:00am so that he could be ready for the bus at 7:45. He ate breakfast slowly, dreading the fact that he had to go back to school. You see Josh hated school, he had few friends, his teachers were a pain, and he felt like school was just a waste of time. After Josh had finished his breakfast he picked up his iPod and turned on Raining Blood by Slayer, one of his favorite bands. Josh got on the bus like he did everyday, got tripped by his so called friend Cameron like he did everyday. Life pretty much sucked for Josh.
When he got to school he went and sat with his other so called friends Dustin Gregory, Tim Viar, Michael Crowley, and Andrew Martin. “Hey Guys.” Said Josh with a melancholy attitude. “What’s up?”
“Hey Josh,” said Dustin, “Shut up.” Josh just shrugged it off and went to buy a Snapple. As soon as he left the table Dustin started going through his stuff.
He first pulled out some clothes from the front pocket. “This must be his gym suit.” Dustin said before he chucked it behind him and into the trashcan. “It’s trash now.” He said before throwing in the rest.
“Hey where’s my backpack?” Josh asked just returning from getting his drink.
“Oh, I think Cameron took it,” said Michael with a slight chuckle.
When Josh left they went over to the trashcan and opened up his pack and poured a carton of milk inside. Once realizing that Cameron had no clue what was going on, Josh went back to the table to ask again. “Guys seriously, where’d my stuff go?”
“It’s in the trash behind Dustin.” Andrew said with a grin.
Josh reached in the trash and pulled out his bag and noticed that milk was pouring out the bottom. “Guys, you ruined my stuff.” Josh said with a sigh.
“Maybe if you weren’t always complaining about everything then we wouldn’t mess with you so much,” said Dustin with a chuckle.
“Dustin come on man,” said Tim, “Could you lay off him a little?”
“Pssh, since when do you care?” asked Dustin as if he had become disgusted by the thought.
“Screw this, I’m out,” said Tim before he left the table.
Josh went to his next class which was Algebra I. When he opened his bag and pulled out his math book it was soaked. When he tried to open it the pages ripped apart. The teacher, Ms. Bowen came over and saw the condition of the book.
“Josh, what happened to your book?” asked Ms. Bowen, a bit of agitation showing in her voice because the book was ruined and yet a slight concern for what’s going on with Josh.
Josh not wanting to get his friends in trouble just said, “I poured milk on it.”
“Why would you do something like that to your textbook?”
“Because I hate school, and I really don’t care.”
“Josh, just go to the office,” said Ms. Bowen, clear disappointment showing in her eyes.
When Josh went to the office, he was called in to speak to the principal, Mr. Francis, who was quite unhappy with Josh.
“Why’d you do it Josh, what could you possibly achieve from destroying your textbook?”
“Who cares, no one else cares so why should I?”
“Josh,” said Mr. Francis with deep concern, “Why would you think something like that?”
“Just go to-” Josh started.
“Don’t you finish that sentence,” said Mr. Francis getting agitated.
“Screw you.”
Needless to say that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Josh was suspended for a week and he was forced to pay for the book that was ruined by his so called friends with the money he was saving for a new iPod touch. As I said before, life pretty much sucked for Josh Brandstetter.
Josh was grounded from pretty much everything you could think of for the week he was out of school. No video games, no television, no cell phone, no computer, and no home phone unless he was taking a message for his parents while they were gone. Lucky for him they didn’t take his iPod or he would have gone insane.
The days went by slowly for Josh. By the third day it seemed like time was obscured, seconds became minutes, hours became days. After awhile Josh just jumped up off his bed and went to the phone. He knew he wasn’t supposed to use it except for emergencies but he also knew how to delete the last call from the phone’s history so his parents would never know.
It rang a few times before Josh heard a familiar voice, “Hello,” said Tim on the line.
“Hey Tim, it’s me, Josh. I’m bored and I need something to do.”
“Oh really,” said Tim with great interest, “Give me a few minutes I’ll be right over.”
With out even giving Josh a chance to respond Tim hung up and was on his way over. Josh just decided to lie on his bed and wait, wondering just what exactly his friend was up to. After like 20 minutes, Josh heard the doorbell. He looked through the window to see Tim standing at the door holding a bag in his hand. Josh went downstairs and opened the door.
“Sorry I took so long, I had to go pick something up.” Tim said handing Josh the bag.
“What’s in here?” Josh asked with great interest.
“Shrooms.” Tim said with a nonchalant attitude.
“SHROOMS!?! WHY WOULD YOU BRING SHROOMS INTO MY HOUSE?!?” Josh asked in a state of panic, “Do you know how much trouble we could get in!?!”
“Yeah, now eat up. Your parents are gonna’ be outa’ town for a couple days so there’s nothing to worry about so eat up,” he said taking out three and tossing them into his mouth, “Don’t worry, it’s not like it’s gonna make you trip or anything.”
Josh looked at Tim for a minute unsure of what to do. Eventually he gave in and ate some.
Josh and Tim just sat there and stared at each other for like 10 minutes. “Dude, nothing’s happening.”
“Shhh, just wait man, just wait,” said Tim off in his on little world.
Josh waited 10 more minutes before, “Hey Tim I think I’m feeling something.”
“Yeah, like what?” asked Tim fading in and out.
“Dude, it’s like a tingling feeling.”
“Yeah man your getting it.”
Josh just sat there giggling at first as the effects began to get stronger. Soon he felt the effects reach there peak as he began seeing colors that weren’t really there, hearing sounds that came from no where.
“Dude,” said Josh kind of loopy from the effects, “I’m totally tripping balls.”
“Yeah man, just let the rivers take you,” said Tim completely out of it.
“What? Man you’re all messed up,” said Josh kind of out of it himself, “Dude, I think you’ve had too many.”
“Dude…. Wait….. What?”
Before Josh could say anything back he heard the phone ring.
“Oh no dude, that’s my mom calling to check in on me. What do I do?”
“Chill out man, when the time comes you’ll know what to do.”
“Dude, I have no clue what you’re talking about.” Josh just shook his head and picked up the phone, “Hello?” he said kind of shakily.
“Hi Josh, it’s me your mom just calling to check in on you.”
“Oh, hey mom how are you?”
“Good,” she said, “Josh, are you feeling alright you sound funny?”
“Oh yeah I’m ok, just a little cold.”
“Alright I’ll call you later to see if you feel any different.”
“Sounds good to me,” said Josh praying to God that his mother was almost finished talking.
“Kay, well I’m gonna let you go.”
“Alright I’ll see you when you get home,” said Josh ready to finish this horrifying ordeal.
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
Once Josh had hung up the phone he slumped back against the wall. “Whoa, dude, that was close.”
And so Josh and Tim just sat back relaxed and tripped. Meanwhile at Dustin’s house Dustin and Andrew were cooking up a little surprise for Josh for when he got back to school.
Josh woke up the next morning feeling like crap. “Oh my head,” he said feeling dizzy. Josh got up and went to the bathroom thinking that he’d probably feel better after washing his face he went for the sink and all the sudden he felt himself getting faint until he blacked out.
Josh woke up on the couch, “Oh what happened?”
“Dude I think you passed out.”
“I didn’t know Shrooms would do that to you.”
“Shrooms, they wouldn’t do that to ya, but some of those pills I gave you last night would.”
“We totally over did it last night man,” said Josh still feeling like crap.
“Yeah maybe you’re right. Well, I’ll be seeing you in school tomorrow,” Tim said before walking out the door.
Josh just shook his head and laid back down on the couch. He just figured that he may as well watch some T.V. while his parents were gone.
The next day at school Josh went straight to class not wanting to risk getting in more trouble because of his friends. Dustin however was putting some finishing touches on his plan. All he had to do now was get Daniel Crowley in on it and the plan would be all set.
Josh’s first classes went by quickly and it was now time for lunch. Josh was walking down the hall when Dustin, Andrew Martin, and Daniel came out of no where and surrounded him.
“What do you want?” Josh asked apprehensively.
Dustin went behind Josh and ripped his house key off his backpack. “If you want this back you’ll meet us after school in the parking lot.”
Michael Stearns and Andy Jensen saw what was going on and walked over to give Josh a hand, “Hey,” said Andy, “Why don’t you leave him alone?”
“Unless you want to end up in the dumpster again,” said Dustin, “Then you’ll stay out of it.” Dustin didn’t have to tell him twice, Andy turned tail and made a run for it. “Yeah that’s what I thought. Now meet me in the parking lot Josh.” With that Dustin and his crew were off.
“Don’t worry man,” Michael said, “I’ll be there for you.”
“Thanks man,” said Josh feeling a little less nervous, “I’ll need someone to have my back.”
That evening after school Josh went to the parking lot to await Dustin and his crew’s arrival. All the sudden Josh heard his phone start going off. It was a text message from Michael, it said, “Sorry I can’t make it this evening. Going to Tim’s; he just got a whole bag of Shrooms. ”
As Josh read the text he felt the fear in the pit of his stomach rising. Josh turned to run when he heard Dustin, “Hey Josh, where you think your going?”
“Oh, uh no where.” Josh said almost terrified.
“Get in the car, we’re going for a ride,” said Dustin with a sinister grin.
Josh rode in the back seat beside Andrew dreading the terror that he knew was coming.
“Alright,” said Dustin, “get out, we’re here.”
Josh got out slowly not for sure what was coming but knowing whatever it was, it was going to be horrific.
“What do you want Dustin?” Josh had asked gravely.
“Don’t worry we’re just gonna have a little fun,” he said grabbing a crowbar. “You see Daniels dad is an undertaker and well Andrew can control a bulldozer and we’ve decided..... to burry you alive.”
Josh dropped to his knees unsure of what to do he sat there staring at the ground. He had to do something, if he didn’t he would surely die. Josh tackled Dustin to the ground causing him to drop his crowbar.
“SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING!” Yelled Dustin in a fit of rage.
Andrew took action grabbing the crowbar and swinging for Josh’s head. The crowbar made contact causing Josh to fall over. Dustin got up and looked down at Josh.
“Andrew, I think you killed him,” said Dustin slowly feeling the impact of the situation.
“I-I didn’t mean to,” Andrew said in a fit of panic, “the little bastard wouldn’t stay still!”
“Well what the hell are we gonna do huh!?! We were just supposed to scare him, that’s all burry him for a few minutes then dig him back up that’s all. Oh god, oh my god what have we done.”
“Dustin, Dustin you gotta snap out of it man, we gotta hide the body,” Daniel said trying to find a way out, “We need to hide the damned body and get the hell out of here!”
“Alright! Alright, Jesus alright. W-we will, we will burry him. Just push him in the casket and poor the dirt on him.”
Andrew rolled Josh’s body over to the hole and pushed him in landing with a thud. Daniel went down and shut the casket and Andrew went into the bulldozer and pushed the dirt into the grave. Meanwhile inside the casket Josh was waking up he looked around and realized where he was. He was down in the ground, in the casket.
He tried to push the top of the casket open with no success. Josh new in the pit of his stomach that this was the end. There was no way for oxygen to get out and no way for oxygen to get in. Pretty soon all Josh would be, is a corpse in a casket.