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    B666 Bingo!
    B666 Bingo!
    B666 Bingo!
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    B666 Bingo!

    By Mark Trimeloni

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    Where do you go when you kill someone? Jacob is a nine year old boy who looks like he's six. But age doesn't matter when you are in a game for your soul and the Devil is pulling the balls. A nudist horror short story written to challenge everything you believe in. My work is often misunderstood. If you have questions, please ask.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMark Trimeloni
    Release dateNov 30, 2013
    ISBN9781310240898
    B666 Bingo!
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    Mark Trimeloni

    I write nudist horror novels. Novels that use nudity as a background element in a story like most authors use clothing today. Curious. Then join me at www.myhorrornovel.com to read and review my work. I hope to see you soon.--love mark :)

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      B666 Bingo! - Mark Trimeloni

      Chapter 1

      Jacob Goes To Church

      Jacob stood in front of the S. King United Methodist Baptist Church of the Ever Loving Christ. Ok, so it was just the United Methodist Church. But in his nine years Jacob had seen many religions play in his small town only to find they had no foothold in Copper Bend. Why he was in front of this church on a Saturday bothered him. Hell, Sunday's were meant to be ruined by religion. Not a potentially fun filled Saturday. Turn around. He thought. Go home, make yourself a PB&J, and watch that video you picked out last night. The one where a hitchhiker, almost certainly a demon spawned from hell, takes an unsuspecting kid for the ride of his life. Good stuff. But first, for some reason, I need to go into this damn church.

      The sign in front appeared ancient. The lettering bold, black, and beautiful. Beautiful, Jesus, did I think that? Jacob pulled his jacket tighter, feeling a slight chill go up his spine. He kicked a clump of grass onto the words Heaven or Hell: the Choice is Yours. The word Heaven disappeared in a smear of mud. Jacob moved closer, placing his sneaker against the block letters. Fuck you, Heaven, he said. No one takes my dad away and expects me to come visit.

      After applying some pressure to the word, he kicked until nothing was left. To hell with you, Jacob hissed. To hell with God, Jesus, and the Holy Fucking Ghost. Damn it feels good to let everything out in a burst of destruction. No one would blame him. He had the face of an angel. His mother told him so. These cute features are killing me. Jacob thought. At nine-years-old, he still looked like he was 6. If one more old woman pinches my cheeks and says, Oh, aren't you a cutie pie. Jacob would grab her by the tits and run in the opposite direction. Yeah, how much of a sweetie pie am I now? Jacob whispered to the damaged sign.

      Get a move on boy. A voice in his head demanded. Time to get your freak on.

      Jacob gave a small smile at the sign and turned to the door. A few steps brought him face to face with the strangest entryway of his life. Ornate carvings of, is that a slaughtered lamb? He thought. No couldn't be. But Hell, there it was. A creature with scales bearing a sickle-Harvest that damn wheat you dirty bastard. Jacob thought. Appeared to be moving among several baby lambs-swinging for the fences and sending heads rolling like demented bowling balls looking for a set of pins. That is a nasty vision, the voice in his head was appalled. Well, bite me. Jacob thought back. And don't forget the mustard.

      Enough with the door. Jacob reached for the handle and discovered surprising warmth. Not just a little heat either like you get when you sit on the toilet after your mother has been in there for an hour trying to force out last night's surprise casserole. That kind of heat was comforting. The feel of your ass in the same spot as someone else just moments before. Sometimes Jacob waited until his mother left just so he could get on the toilet

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