“Psychologie/I Gonna Scare You”

Keon had never seen a dead body before. His crew of buddies gathered around, trying to get him to go with them and explore ol’ Bud Thomas’s farm; where the big house sat, prominently displayed from the Highway, still. Some passers-by, as well as long-acquainted neighbors of the area, have gone to Bud’s place for years. Heck, even Keon’s mom and dad always told the story of how they met for the first time, at Bud’s, and how they were inseperable that night, twenty-something years prior to the present; and Keon stood outside of the gate…

Frozen in horror at the sound of a large crash that coincided with an ominous sounding growl of some sort. The plantation-style home, that once was the main house of a slave plantation.

The story of Bud Thomas goes as such:

The white man who owned Bud and two-hundred other people, was a literal iron-fisted ruler; who enjoyed pulling the hair out of the scalps of his rape victims; or breaking bones of men he would have tied to a tree. The master had broken Bud’s nose one day, leaving Bud in a state of concussion, fading in and out of consciousness, his wife crying, and the cotton-mouthed, sweaty, fat and dirty master grunted a sick grunt, his stomach resting on Bud’s wife’s behind. But Bud wasn’t your average slave, and during the middle of one night, climbed through an open window after giving the dogs rat poison hidden in…