Message-ID: <14852eli$9808290118@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Loch Raveena" Subject: New: "Found" Part 1 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980823234914.9113.qmail@hotmail.com> "FOUND" by Loch Raveena Part 1 Maria looked forward to the party in the dorms that was planned for later in the evening. Her boyfriend Kyle and his roommates wanted to celebrate the beginning of Spring Break with a bang. His part-Hawaiian roommate Kuanu had 'friends' and had purchased enough weed to last them a month! Kyle's other roommate Jason was on the college baseball team and the party was going to start in the stands as Maria, Kyle, Kuanu and his girlfriend Lisa, and Jason's girlfriend Sara, watched Jason's game. It was still early, almost ten o'clock in the morning. The ballgame started at 1 PM, but Jason had to be there an hour before the game. So Maria and the girls were going to meet the boys in the room at eleven, but Maria had bought some supplies (chips, bread, and other assortments) for the party and was stopping in early so they could decide what else was needed. Surely others in the dorms would join in once the music had started - everyone and anyone was invited. Maria headed for the elevators. The college-run apartment building was quiet - it was Saturday which meant that most people were going to sleep in well past noon. The elevator door opened and two men in suits stepped out. They impassively looked at Maria as they passed her, and an eerie feeling coursed through her body and a chill went up her spine. One of them, the shorter one with dark hair, had a snarl on his face. The taller one took her in with a burning stare, his eyes piercing hers as though he were looking at her very soul. Her eyes followed them until the elevator door closed before her. She pressed the number 8 and hummed a song she had heard on the radio on the way to the dorm. But the two men unsettled her. They were strange men. The college needs to be more discerning when it comes to whom they let into the building. The men's dorms didn't seem to have the same security as the women's dorms. The elevator door slid opened and she walked down the hall to the boys' room, room 814. She knocked on the door and waited for Kyle, Jason, or Kuanu. No sound. Was anyone home? They knew I was coming! Maybe they went down to the corner store to get the beer keg. She knocked again. No sound at all. Maria tried the door now and found it unlocked. What a relief. She could wait for them inside and surprise them. She opened the door and froze. Kyle was laying motionless on the floor near the door, his arms thrown back over his head spread-eagle fashion. He was wearing only his trademark baggy green trousers and converse sneakers. There was a large hole just to the left of his left nipple which welled up blood and leaked down the side of his chest to the floor. His mouth was open and frothy blood leaked out of the corner of his mouth. His surfboard lie just beside him. Kuanu was lying in an awkward position on his back behind Kyle, his shirt partially ruffled, exposing his stomach. It was slender and tanned, his navel tiny and shallow. It was inviting. Kuanu had a hole in his mid section, a dark stain growing in the middle of his shirt. Jason was lying halfway in the kitchen, his head thrown back and his legs bent. He was partially dressed in his uniform. He had his baseball trousers on and his cleets and a cut-off t-shirt bearing the number 23 that he wore under his jersey, exposing his stomach as well. It was the first time Marie had ever seen Jason's belly button, and she was mesmerized by it. It was a protruding navel, tender and sweet, and it protruded nearly an inch from his sleek belly. The belly button was incredible! Excitement grew within her. Jason had a blue hole in his stomach just above his distended belly button. She gazed at the three of them. All three boys lay motionless, their eyes open wide and staring at the ceiling, and their mouths were slightly opened, their lips parted. They were beautiful in their repose. Maria thought they were surprising her in an awkward kinky way, but the unblinking eyes and the blood leaking from Kyle's and Kuanu's mouths puddling on the carpet told her something was seriously wrong. Her excitement turned to fear. The grocery bag slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, its contents spilling out, as the reality of the scene before her set in. They were dead. She stood in the doorway and stared at them. She remembered the two men who passed her on the way to the elevator. She understood immediately that they had done this. Maria threw herself suddenly upon Kyle and swept him up into her arms as she exploded into hysterical sobs. His skinny body shook with her sobs, his head lolling, blood leaking from his mouth. His wide blue eyes were glazed and they stared off into nothing, his eyebrows raised in an expression of surprise. Blood bubbled out of his chest wound as she squeezed him, running down his chest. His arms were limp and his slender shoulders were brought up as she held him. She went to close his eyes but found herself lost in his gaze instead. She found a napkin in her purse and wiped the blood from his cheek, but more blood immediately emptied from his mouth. The more she cleaned, the more the blood flowed from his parted lips. She sobbed. She stood up from the floor, then doubled over in the room's corner and vomited. She turned around and saw Sara and Lisa standing in the doorway now. They were early, too, and now they stood in the doorway just looking at Kyle and Jason and Kuanu. Both of them stood transfixed. Sara suddenly ran to Jason and she scooped him up into her arms. "Jason!" she yelled, shaking him, trying to wake him up. His eyes stared up at her and she smacked his face, desperately trying to elicit a response. She placed her hands on his sternum and began compressions on the number 23, his protruding navel rising and falling and blood oozing in globs out of his mouth and down his boyish cheek with each compression. Still, he stared without blinking, his body not responding. "Get up, Jason, get up!" she demanded, but he did not hear. Sara collapsed on Jason and placed her left hand under his neck and lifted, hugging him. His head tilted, emptying more blood from his mouth. She her other hand on his bare stomach which was cold to her touch. Her hand found the protruding belly button that she had played with for months, and its shape and feel was familiar to her. "Jason," she sobbed, "don't be dead. Wake up, honey, please, wake up." Lisa just watched in silence, then found herself hovering above Kuanu. He looked peaceful, his dark eyes wide open in that friendly doe expression of his. The blood that trickled from his mouth betrayed the scene of serenity. He looked like he was just lying there looking up at her, inviting her to come lay down beside him like he does. His sleek surfer build and dreadlocked hair added a wisp of adventure to his friendly personality, but now he lay motionless staring up at her. I suppose one of us should call the police, thought Lisa, as she looked and saw Sara and Marie cradling Kyle and Jason. She looked down again at Kuanu. She had never seen a dead body before. She couldn't believe that Kuanu was dead, lying right in front of her. She had just slept with him the night before, and as usual, the sex was exhilarating. He was full of life - the surfing and the laughing and the enjoyment of life - he can't be dead! We're too young for this! We're supposed to enjoy ourselves! Tears built up within her but she struggled to maintain her composure. Lisa squatted down and grabbed Kuanu under his armpits and dragged him into a more comfortable position. His head lolled and blood flowed down his cheek. She laid him back down gently, then bent over and kissed him in his exposed stomach. She kissed his navel, then rested her head gently on his stomach as the tears began to flow. Behind her, Marie screamed. The other two girls looked up and saw two young men in dark suits standing in the doorway. Marie's hands flew to her mouth in startled fear. The two from the elevator had come back. **** lraveena@hotmail.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----