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down his throat. Two store employees were picking up the movies that had fallen onto the ground. The first employee, a busty teenager girl with blue-dyed hair, sniffed a DVD case. Flakes of fish covered her nostrils. The other employee, a fat guy in his mid-20s, was slowly picking up the movies while eyeballing his co-workers cleavage. They both ignored the boy who by now had almost the entire fish stuffed down his gullet. Kevin looked at the girl with blue hair and wondered what kind of socks she was wearing. Out of the blue, a middle-aged woman in a jogging suit passed Kevin and went into the store. She grabbed the boy, who now looked like a sword-swallowing dwarf, and pulled him out of the store while she screamed in a language that Kevin did not understand though he thought it might be Russian or Polish. 24 Piecemeal June What the fuck was that? Kevin was dying to know so he walked into the video store. Excuse me. He looked at the girl with the blue hair. She was bent over and her cleavage was on full display. What just happened? Kevin now looked to the fat guy who still had his eyes on the cleavage. Excuse me! Kevins voice grew loud. What the hell just happened in here? The girl looked up. What? Nothing. Some kid just made a mess. Can I help you? She wasnt at all trying to hide her annoyed attitude. She was still holding the movie that had been covered with fish scales. It was a movie called The Pink City. On the cover, beneath a sprinkling of fish remnants, Kevin could make out a womans face; it was gorgeous, the eyes especially. They were glassy and blue. Kevin took a step closer but the blue haired girl hugged the DVD to her chest. Can I HELP you with something, sir? What movie is that? Kevin had almost forgotten about the boy with the fish down his throat. Can I see that? The girl rolled her eyes and handed it to him. Kevin took the case and brushed the scales off. The cover no longer said The Pink City. Instead it was a copy of Blue Velvet. What the fuck? Kevin whispered and put the case on the shelf. With a sigh, the blue haired girl picked it back up and moved it to its proper place. Kevin walked out, trying to make sense of what just happened. So that was fucked up. Shit, what was wrong with that kid? Meanwhile, inside of the store, the blue haired girl shook her head. Fucking weirdo. Her co-worker concurred. Tell me about it. He scraped up some fish scales with his fingernail, stuck it under his left nostril and inhaled. 25 Jordan Krall * * * At home, Kevin had more pieces waiting for him. It was becoming a routine: the pieces of the sex doll were laid out on his bed in the shape of a woman. At times it was uncomfortable for Kevin; it sometimes reminded him of a crime scene but without the blood and gore. During the past few nights, Mithra had dropped off more pieces and now the only things missing were the head, breasts and vagina. Because the thought of a headless woman in his bed was close to nauseating he got a picture of Yvonne Craig sans Batgirl mask and put that face where the head should have been. He then put the glass eyes over Yvonnes eyes and took a look at his handiwork. The woman in the picture looked at him with an innocent but sexy grin and two eyes that pointed in different directions. That relaxed Kevin just a little bit. He sat on the edge of the bed, exhausted. Shit, what a fucking day. Working at the pet store wasnt that taxing but it was at times extremely mind-numbing. I need a vacation. Though he lacked any real skills, Kevin had always thought hed become something instead of just working somewhere. He especially never imagined himself as a guy whod be working retail. But no money for college meant no education and therefore no great j ob. Because of his parents divorce, his mother had to work two jobs and even then, money was always an issue. College was the last thing on the list. For a brief moment, Kevin thought of his father. The memory was faint, like looking at a photograph negative