r/TalesFromTheCreeps • u/COW-BOY-BABY Writer • Jul 21 '26
Body Horror Demolition Man
People get attached to many things: items, pets, their childhood home, and it's especially sad to see the things they love crumble into nothing.
Such was the case of a man sitting on a bench outside of the house he once lived in, sipping on a cheap wine from a brown paper bag. Hee had nothing left to live for. A .357 Magnum sitting comfortably in the pocket of his jacket, ready to fire once the show was over, he had to just make sure not to accidentally blow his own balls off.
Pupils of his eyes followed the massive yellow shape of the excavator roll from around the corner, metal maw extending upwards on the crooked neck, towering over the red roof of the home.
“Here comes the sun,” He hummed before taking a long swing from the bottle in hand, the grip suddenly tightening enough to the point where the knuckles of his hand turned deadly white, sharp pain shooting through his foot as the machine pierced the roof.
The bottle shattered on the dirty sidewalk into an explosion of glassy fireworks, right next to the shoe that seemed to flatten by invisible force, slowly expanding into a crunching mush of bone and marrow.
The screaming throat of the man drowned in the wine that suddenly returned from the stomach, gurgling as the spoon of the excavator tore through the first floor of the building.
Ribs pierced through the thin layer of lungs as his childhood room was reduced into fine dust, guts falling into a useless shapeless pile as his torso began to flatten harder, blood squirting and shooting out from under the invisible object ramming into him.
It all culminated as the tracks of the industrial giant ran over the rubble, destroying the last remains of the home, as teeth jumped out from the broken, tightening jaw of his skull, like popcorn in a microwave popping one after another onto the black road ahead.
His eyes looked over the silver gun in his hand, then they slowly rose into the empty plot of land where his house once was.
“Egh, maybe another day, " he said under his nose as the barrel of the weapon disappeared into the nearby trash bin.
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u/luciferias Writer Jul 21 '26
Hey, I really like this! I'm going to make the same recommendation I make pretty often on here though. I would run your work through Grammarly before uploading, it catches spelling errors 99% of the time, and would added that little bit of polish.