Evil In Disguise
The Mason family had left there little quiet home in Salt Lake City Utah to move to Nampa, Idaho. A bigger neighborhood and I better job for Jack Mason. His kids Samantha 9 years, Tamara 14 years, and Jack Jr. 2 years hated moving they were going to miss there friends. His wife Patricia was ready to start fresh. It was a new beginning for them and a chance to settle in for a better future. Jack was a journalist and his new job brought him to Idaho for work.
After about two days they were settled in. It was a beautiful sunny July day in Nampa. They had a cookout. Tamara noticed a neighbor from across the way staring at them. He was giving here the creeps. Jack noticed him also and gave him a wave. He walked over toward the Mason home. He introduced himself. “I am Bruce Carry.” he said. “Welcome to the neighborhood.” Jack introduced Bruce to his family. “Never thought I'd see the day that kids would be back in the neighborhood.” He chuckled. “They've all grown up and moved on.” Jack invited him to have supper with them. Tamara felt very uneasy being around him. Bruce kept his glare upon her. It was as if he was undressing her with his eyes. She kept to herself most of the evening.
The very next day Jack began his new job. He said goodbye to his family and headed out to fulfill his destiny in the field he loved so much. During the day Patricia met other neighbors around them. Barb right next door she was a retired school teacher. The nicest lady you could ever meet. Her and Patricia had a cup of coffee and a talk about Bruce Carry. “You be sure to come a knocking if you need anything. Said Barb kindly. She left and headed home.
A week had gone by and The Mason family really was liking the neighborhood . Barb and Patricia would talk each day over a cup of coffee. Barb's husband Wilbur and Jack would shoot the breeze with a can of beer at night. Bruce joined in with them as well. The kids were bored no one for them to play with or talk to adult conversation was to boring for them. Jack Jr. played with his toy trucks while the girls read or watched TV. It made for a long night sometimes. Bruce hated Wilbur he thought he knew everything and it burned Bruce badly.
The next morning Wilbur and Barb heading out for they weekly grocery visit. Bruce followed them into town. They never made it back home. Bruce pulled his car over on the side of the road and waiting for Wilbur and Barb to come pass him on their way back from the grocery store. He was outside of his car. Wilbur pulled over and got out of the car. “What's the trouble Bruce.” he asked. “I dunno.” said Bruce. “My car just stopped.” Wilbur headed over and asked him to pop the hood. Bruce did. Looking under the hood Wilbur said. “There seems to be nothing wrong.” “Your right, said Bruce and he grabbed Wilbur and broke his neck. He walked over to Barb. He yanked her out of the car and shoved a screwdriver into her skull and twisted it and twisted it until she faded away. He threw them both into the car and coasted it over a mountain side the car caught flames and blew up. Bruce headed home like all was well.
Two days passed and Wilbur and Barb were said to be missing. There daughter Laura came knocking on the Mason's door looking for answers. Patricia said. “ I haven't seen them in a couple of days. Bruce stood on his porch glaring across the street. “Watch out for that weirdo over there.” Said Laura. “Why what is wrong with Bruce.” asked Patricia. “He's creepy and he is trouble.” Patricia laughed it off. Laura left. Patricia was worried about her neighbors Barb and Wilbur, where were they. Where could they have gone. It really was mysterious to her.
Weeks and Weeks passed and Wilbur and Barb were never found. Bruce came over while Jack was at work. It was just Patricia and the kids. Bruce started to make Patricia feel uncomfortable he kept asked her if she was happy. “Your creeping me out Bruce.” she blurted out. Bruce became violent. He twisted her arm. “Your hurting me.” she said. Tamara came into the room. “Let go of my mom.” she shouted. He turned and punched her. After tying Patricia to a chair he waited till Tamara woke up he grab a knife and started cutting into her skin. Patricia watch in horror as her daughter screamed. “Why are you doing this.” Bruce answered. “You think your so perfect in your little perfect world, I hate perfect.” Tamara tried to grab the knife from his hand which was a big mistake. He became even more violent banging his fists on the kitchen table. They were trapped and they feared for there lives. During it all Samantha was able to dial 911 the Police were on their way. Question is would they make there before it was to late.
Suddenly Patricia awoke and realized she was dreaming. She got up and ran to the window and looked out Bruce was starring from his porch right at her. She was terrified, she hadn't a clue what to do. She started looking o the Internet. She done a search for Bruce Carry and was shocked at what she had found out about there neighbor. It made her quiver and she feared for her families life. She found out Bruce was in a mental institution. He had killed his entire family. His real name was James Borden , he escaped institution and is wanted by the police.
Later that evening Jack came home from a hard day at work. Patricia drilled him with all she found out and her dream. Jack didn't believe her told her she was imaging things. She showed him the Internet articles. He then believed her and was in fear. He had to protect his family. A knock on the door startled them. It was Bruce. Over the news it confirmed Wilbur and Barb car found over a cliff in flames. Jack told Patricia to take the kids upstairs and not to come back down till he came for them. Jack opened the door to Bruce and told him he knew who he really was. “You sick son of bitch, I will protect my family.” Bruce laughed. “Oh Jackie , he grabbed him and sent Jack flying through the air Jack's back landed onto the kitchen table. “Killing its inside me, its what I know how to do.” He continued. I am in control I am the boss.” Jack stabbed him in the side with a huge kitchen knife. His next move was to slice his throat but Bruce countered with a round house kick into his ribs. No matter what he tried to do Jack couldn't keep Bruce down. Bruce kicked Jack in his injured ribs and when Jack was out of breath he headed upstairs.
Room by room that is where Bruce searched for Patricia and the kids. He found them in a closet he dragged Patricia out by her hair. “Patty,Patty oh how lovely you are.” he said with a smile. She spat in his face. He became enraged . He started smacking her viciously. Jack came in running and knocked him into a wall. They struggled for a minute or two kicks and punches back and forth. Finally with one last push Jack lunge at Bruce and pushed him out a window. Bruce crashed to the ground the back of his head began t gush blood from the hard impact. Jack hugged his family. “Its over.” he said.
They Police were called . They checked out Bruce's house they found a lot of things. A basement full of guns, and other weapons. Perhaps the most disturbing thing found was jars of eyeballs and fingers. “What happens with him next.” Asked Patricia to an officer. “Well they were able to get to him before he bled to death.” He will go to a Psychiatric faculty until he stands trial for his crimes.” explained the officer. Jack Mason and his family were relieved it was all over. It was time to move on.
Bruce Carry (aka) James Borden was convicted of murder of his entire family. He was sentenced to die of Lethal Injection. As For the Mason Family the now are living the good life in a new home and neighborhood of course. Life for them is back to what they enjoyed .
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