Chapter One
I knew I would hear a scream any second now, I always wait for it before I head off into the woods and past the tracks to my car, I had set off the silo incinerator just about 2 or 3 minutes ago it usually takes that long to get to a full skin melting 120 degrees Fahrenheit and from there on it only gets hotter until the shut off kicks in around 500 degrees, I made it myself it use to be a coal tower silo made of aluminum concrete, a thing of beauty I hide it in the middle of the woods just outside of Baltimore, the perfect location for judge jury and executioner , if you saw plumes of dark black smoke coming from the woods, you wouldn’t think hey somebodies burning a man alive out there, you would just think that its coming from some shit in the ground factory, Then it came a scream of immense terror, I'm so glad I am the only one to hear it, i enjoy it like a man enjoys a good women, any normal person would take off running but me I take satisfaction in what I do, it gives me purpose and a sense of belonging, because hell don’t we all wanna just belong, I know I do. The man sitting strapped to a metal chair inside, the one about to have the worst sun burn of his life is Henrik Zimmerman, drugged out loser of the week, killed his girlfriend for stealing his dope, think of the anti Lucy and Ricky, but thanks as usual go to the greatest killer Baltimore will never know about, Owen Park Felton. Just call me Parker everyone does, plus I never liked the name Owen its too you, me and Dupree if you know what I mean.
