A COG IN THE MACHINE

Back to work after the holiday then, thought Michael, heading down the stairs to the basement and pulling on his overalls.

It had been nice seeing family and friends, enjoying a few social nights out and joining in the festivities.

Now to carry on with the everyday grind. There was a backlog after a fortnight of over-indulging.

He tossed the first body into the grinding machine – Carly from the New Year’s party – and started pushing the old wooden cogs round. The satisfying sound of bones crunching and snapping soothed him as the blood sprayed onto his overalls. It was good to get back to work.


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© Sandra Crook

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

 

75 responses to “A COG IN THE MACHINE”

  1. Dear Iain,

    It sounds like Michael’s a man who really enjoys his job, but eeeeeeeewwww!!!!! I hesitate to say nicely done. 😉

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thanks Rochelle, it’s nice that some people enjoy their work… 🙂

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  2. Working for the giant is never easy. He does love his ground bone bread.

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    1. I’m sure he can produce a few different food stuff from his ingredients…. 🙂

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      1. Bone muffins. Bone scones. A versatile food group. 😉

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  3. I laughed out loud! Too funny! I knew it was going to go somewhere like that … and wasn’t I right?
    Terrific story, Iain. Made my day. As the man said as he cranked out the sausages, “I’ve taken a ‘turn’ for the wurst.”

    Five out of five “dem bones, dem bones, gonna rise!”

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  4. Even ogres gotta have a rest now and again, right?

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    1. He’s certainly a monster of some kind…

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  5. I hate it when I get behind on my job like that. You’ve brought a new meaning to the words ‘daily grind’.

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    1. Glad you spotted that Sandra 🙂

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  6. Daily grind indeed… Euwwwww… and you, who looks like such a nice boy…

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    1. It’s always the ones who look nice you have to watch out for 😉

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    1. That’s the reaction I’m looking for 🙂

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  7. Oh, the old body grinding mills of yore … Shame their use has all but died out 🙂 Nicely, grisly tale, Iain. I’m imagining the splatter caused by the process now …

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  8. Yikes, that’s grim. On the other hand, I wouldn’t mind a job I could do from home, at least on days like this when it just will not stop snowing.

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    1. Very true, a definite benefit 🙂

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  9. A bit like Sweeny Todd!

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    1. Good point, I hadn’t thought of that but definitely similar.

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  10. He takes a lot of (far too much!) pleasure in his work – still, someone’s got to do it!

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    1. Ha, thanks Siobhan 🙂

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  11. A man who even enjoy the wet part of serial killing is taking scary into terrifying… Am I bad in hoping that the basement caves in on top of him?

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    1. I don’t think that’s bad at all 🙂

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  12. eww… i didn’t expect that. definitely, you’re full of surprises. 🙂

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    1. Thanks, a most welcome compliment.

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  13. Oh. My. Dark and macabre, Lain, and well told!

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  14. You have created a whole set of new images for me, and heaven help me for now I got to try and sleep.😳

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    1. Apologies Michael 🙂

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  15. Oh, in just a few paragraphs you managed to make me fall in love with this character. He reminds me so much of some of my favourite fictional (I swear, they are fictional) characters…my little murderous baby. Who wears overalls on purpose though?

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    1. It’s a messy job, he doesn’t wear them outside work 🙂

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  16. A psychopathic murderer’s work is never done. Happy New Year, and all the best for 2017.

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    1. Thanks Paul, and a happy new year to you too.

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  17. Ugh, very graphic. Great stuff 🙂

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    1. Thanks, not too graphic I hope…

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      1. Can anything be “too graphic”? 🙂

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  18. Oh, horrors! He sounds like another Robert (Willie) Picton.
    You’ve done a good job with the story mechanics, using your 100 words skillfully.

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    1. Many thanks Christine, had to look up who he was – chilling!

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      1. Getting maudlin here… Back in the early 70s my uncle lived for a time with Linda, and my dad babysat her children, boy and girl. I can remember this dark-haired girl about 7, growing up in an unstable situation, dads changing now & then, probable sexual abuse going on.
        As a teen she went on the streets, left for Vancouver, then disappeared. Some years later police came to Linda wanting a DNA sample; they thought one of the bones they’d dug up on Picton’s farm might be from her daughter.
        Your story brought this to mind, as Willie did grind them up. Yes, chilling! Horrific. I often think of this dark-eyed little girl, her tragic end. Man…it could so easily have been me!

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        1. Wow, that’s a bit too close for comfort and such a tragic story.

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  19. Yikes! That is one hard-working man! 😱

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    1. Thanks for stopping by. It’s a job like any other – work, work, work!

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  20. The bone mill yikes! 🙂

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  21. Back to the old grind. Ha.
    Randy

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  22. Gory Ian, but very good. Sweeney Todd vibes for sure.

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  23. Is it wrong that I laughed gleefully at the grinding? Nicely done!

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    1. I don’t think so 🙂 Many thanks.

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  24. I see what you mean about taking the same route from the prompt. As usual you made me laugh, nicely done, but did you have to call him Michael? 🙂

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    1. Ha, apologies to all Michaels, nothing personal!

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  25. shades of soylent green! and loved and shuddere at the crunching bones!

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    1. Haven’t seen that film but having looked it up I must watch out for it, sounds like a good one. Thanks for visiting 🙂

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  26. Just another day on the job… I hope I don’t try to befriend this guy!

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    1. Thanks Roger, me neither!

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  27. Great minds think alike. Thanks for always leaving me a comment!

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  28. This made me laugh out loud. A great take!

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    1. Thanks Clare, always pleased to give a laugh 🙂

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  29. Gruesome with humour. Made me laugh 🙂

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    1. Thanks Jane, glad it gave you a laugh 🙂

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  30. Wonderful! I could hear Michael whistling happily as ge got back to the work he loves. Then you had me wincing at the sound of the crunching and snapping!

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    1. Many thanks, glad you liked it.

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  31. This put in mind of the TV show Dexter.
    That nonchalant murderer with his messy ways!
    Good one Lain.

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  32. Yikes – I could hear the bone cracking!

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    1. Thanks for reading 🙂

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