Swallowing The Spider

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"So the truck was how you got to New York City." Batman states absolutely certain of that from the facts I've given or at least certain that that's where my story is leading him, if he believes it or not is another question altogether. "That's right, I don't know how long I was in there but it must have been long considering that I was alive when I arrived in New York and it is fairly close to Gotham so it must have been long, still that was the most torturous moment of my live, trapped in an enclosed space so much that it was hard to breath, the smell was nauseating and it took my all to keep from puking (from the meat and urine mixed together), I was still cold and shivering a little bit, the urine was stinging my entire body after a bit and the most torturous thing about that experience was my thoughts, there were thousands of thoughts swirling around in my head that tortured me and the worst thought by far was that I was surround by the deceased remains of human beings and more specifically the chopped up remains of a boy that I had only been conversing with a few hours ago."

Shaking my head as if to get rid of all the thoughts swirling around in my head I continue on bypassing that subject. "Anyway I was broken from my thoughts from the the truck coming to a complete stop and the engine turning completely off which I knew meant we had arrived at our destination since I felt the truck stop a bit ago for gas and I knew this was my chance to get out and runaway, unfortunately the back of the truck was still locked which meant I couldn't escape unless I suddenly found myself with super strength plus I could hear the two truck drivers hop out of the truck and then coming around to the back door and opening it, I truly thought that I was gonna be discovered once they opened the refrigerator and so I held my breath as hard as I could and hoped for a miracle."

Taking another drag of my cigarette i continue on. "I could hear them getting close and closer to the refrigerator and I was getting ready for the moment where they undeniably opened the refrigerator and found me since although I was covered in meat they'd still be able to tell I was there and I thought that my only hod would be to surprise them and runaway as fast as possible no matter how risky it might be and so I waited and waited till I finally heard the lid of the refrigerator rise, I could see some light coming from the outside and I could make out the two people above me staring down at me and at that very moment I was ready to bolt and I was about to until I was stopped by the reactions of the two men, they looked down briefly at the inside of the meat before recoiling away in disgust and for a second I was confused what was happening until I heard them and realised exactly why the had recoiled." I finish and am about to continue with the story when I'm interrupted.

All three of them, Batman, Barbara and Jim Gordon all speak out at the same time in unison. "Because of the smell." They all say at the exact same time and I raise a brow in confusion at them to which Jim answers my untold question. "This is Gotham, the city with not only the worst crime in the United States but also possibly the worst smells in the entire country, if there's anything a person from Gotham city could say was there special talent it would be identifying smells because most of the residents of this great city know exactly how a dead body that has been left alone for weeks smell and we know just how much smell can affect someone though most of those in Gotham have learned to simply ignore it." He finishes to which I nod. "Okay,, I guess that makes sense, whatever."

Ignoring that weird insight into the population of Gotham, though I do strangely get what they mean from the ten years I lived here, I continue on with my story. "Your correct of course, they couldn't stand the smell of the inside of the refrigerator and I heard them blaming it on the matron and the drug dealer somehow breaking it which made the meat turn off for which I was grateful for and what I'm most thankful for is that they couldn't stand the smell one second longer and so they promptly ran out of the truck and started puking leaving the back doors wide open as well as the refrigerator open and seeing my opportunity I made the most of it, being urgent and panicked I started to claw my way out from underneath the plastic bags of meat ripping underneath my fingers in the process and catching some remains of plastic on myself as well as covering myself in the blood from all the meat I tore into and taking advantage of the two truck drivers puking in the grass I quickly sprinted out of there like hell which is why I was found running n.a.k.e.d in the night through the streets of New York while covered in human blood though I didn't ever tell anyone about it, you are in fact the first people I've ever told."

"Why didn't you ever tell anyone?" Batman questions stoically without giving anything away though I can still tell he's a bit angry since he's discovered that this operation has gone on for over thirteen years and I could've told somebody and have it stopped. " I was ten when that happened and I was traumatised by it so I did what any normal person would do, I tried my hardest to forget about it and for a time I had suppressed it letting me live a normal life with the Steins, I didn't think about it anymore considering there wasn't much I could do plus they definitely had some police in on the operations since there was more than once when I was a drug mule and I was caught by the police only for a few hours later a cop to drop me back at the orphanage and tells me not to get caught again (which is actually true), so I tried to forget about it and continue on with my live but when I went to university I was haunted by those memories so I got myself involved with alcohol and all sorts of drugs trying to forget but there was only so much the intoxicants could do before it came back and so once I graduated I decided that I needed to face this head in which is why I came back to Gotham."

Batman was about to interrupt again definitely a little more angrily than before but it seems that Jim notices this and decides to interrupt and ask his own question to give Batman a second to cool down though you wouldn't be able to tell that he was agitated from how he looked. "Nick, is there anything that you can remember about the place the truck was parked at before you ran away from it, anything at all that might give us a clue on fully cracking down on this operations?" He finishes to which I reply truthfully with what I remember from what actually happened six years ago. "It was a mansion though I couldn't tell you which or who owns it as I wasn't really focused on that at the time though I don't think I ran too far away before I was found by the New York police officers so if you check their report you should find out where I was picked up and from that find out the possible mansions located near that location, honestly I don't even know if those people knew they were buying human meat as it could've just been them selling it as exotic meat and telling them it was from a rare animal though if they did know it was human meat I hope you catch them and ruin them."

At this point Batman is a bit more calm though that doesn't mean he's forgotten his line of questioning. "You've been here for the past month and gathering evidence in these two people but from what I can't tell you haven't collected much evidence for the time frame that you've been here, in fact you don't have much information about anything else except those two people and I know that there is usually a lot more than two people involved in these types of operations, which begs the question, why isn't there information on them?" Batman points out and I'm at a bit of a crossroads and I don't know eps here to go from her but before I can actually think of a reply he barges on forward.

"This information you've given us, although it contains some evidence what it mostly contains is information on those two specific people, more specifically there schedules, where they sleep, where they live, when they go to the toilet, when they eat their lunch.. When they're most vulnerable..." He finishes and I've got a bad feeling about where he's going with this.

"This is a schedule of what they do and when, not to be provided as evidence but to be used to plot there demise... You were going to get your revenge and murder them..." He states with absolute certainty. Well shit, what do I do now then...

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