Psychosis

A diner sits alone on a desert road as wind scatters dust in the air. Blood is streaked on the front windows. A boy can be heard yelling from inside the diner. Suddenly and slowly, several police cars pull up and stop before the diner, on the side with no windows.

Undercover policemen dressed in civilian clothes, slowly and quietly get out of their cars and slowly walk towards the diner, their guns raised. The boy's yells can be heard by the undercover policemen. "P to p! P to p!"

The policemen sneak underneath the diner windows; one walks to the back and tries the door, but it is locked.

Two more policemen join him. The first policeman pulls out two small and thin burglary tools and starts working on the door. A policeman with his gun raised is on the roof of the diner, walking towards a window in the middle of the roof. He tries it, but it is locked.

Suddenly, he hears shots fired, but stays where he is. Inside the diner, two male customers, twenties, and one female customer in her mid sixties, lie dead on the floor in a pool of blood underneath each of them, their clothes soaked with blood.

There is a wide streak of blood on the floor, leading around the corner. The streak leads into the kitchen and stops at an elderly man, his head drowned in a fryolator full of boiling oil.

The oil is spitting viciously at the man's body. He is wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and an apron, blood spattered all over it. Outside, a sniper is crouched behind a police car one mile down the road. He is wearing a black baseball cap on backwards, sunglasses and a bandanna around his mouth and nose.

The wind scatters sand around him. He closes his eyes and lets it pass. He looks through his rifle scope, into the diner and sees a boy, approximately eleven years old, very cute and innocent looking. He is holding a nine millimeter revolver and a large hunting knife. He is pacing.

He suddenly crouches down and the sniper lowers his rifle, thinks, then looks back through the scope and sees five employees; a cook, middle aged male, two waitresses, twins, late teens, beautiful, one hostess, middle aged, and two busboys, early teens. All three are sitting on the floor, their hands and feet tied in front of them with barbed wire. They are all gagged with a rag tied to their mouths.

The sniper then sees the boy, still holding his weapons, his back to the sniper. Suddenly, the boy turns and looks right at the sniper. The sniper pulls back in surprise, then looks towards the diner pensively. He takes his radio and checks in. "Shadow here. This kid's fucking psycho. And real fucking smart. Take extreme caution. I repeat, take extreme caution. "

He sets the radio down, then looks around as the desert sand whistles and whisks around like screaming banshees. He looks back through the scope and sees nobody in sight.

Back at the diner, an undercover policeman looks at another crouched behind a police car and waves two fingers at him. The policeman nods, then crouches and walks towards the diner, to the back, his gun raised.

The boy continues to pace back and forth inside the diner. He suddenly drops the knife and gun, holds his ears tightly, and yells, "Shut uuuup!"He looks up at the ceiling. "Daddy? " He looks scared, then starts to cry. "No, daddy. Please, daddy, no!"

He flashes back to when he was younger, approximately seven years old. He is sitting in his bedroom and is bawling as a man in his early twenties, handsome, is taking off his belt and unzipping his pants. "It's okay, son. My daddy said it was okay. Grows you up quick. "The boy closes his eyes tightly and suddenly stops crying and looks crazily towards the wall and stares intently, bracing himself for something.

Back to the present, the boy is shouting towards the ceiling, pacing back and forth while holding his weapons. "No, daddy, you will suck it!"He laughs crazily, then unzips his pants. He suddenly looks glaringly and angrily towards the cook who looks scared, as does the hostess, waitresses and busboys.

Suddenly, the boy grabs the barbed wire around the cook's neck and tugs at it viciously and rips the head off, and it tumbles to the floor. The boy then smiles and grabs the head with both hands and faces it towards himself. The hostess looks mortified and the waitresses and busboys are crying and the waitresses are bawling. "You suck it, daddy!"

He holds the head while he inserts his erect penis in and out of the head's mouth. The hostess and waitresses are screaming hysterically. The boy's penis spits semen onto the head's face, then he throws the head off his penis, and onto the floor.

An undercover policeman, early twenties, is sneaking into a window on the side of the building. He sneaks into the bathroom and onto the floor. He takes out his gun and walks slowly towards the door. He sees blood and feces all over the toilet and floor. He hesitates, then opens the door a crack.

Suddenly, the boy appears from the other side. The policeman jumps back and the boy slams the door into the policeman's face.

Blood spurts out of the policeman's nose and mouth. The boy lunges his knife into the policeman's stomach and twists it around and yanks on the policeman's intestines and throws some of them to the ground as the policeman yells in pain, then falls to the floor, dead.

Two undercover policemen, early thirties, are crouched underneath the bathroom window, their guns raised. The first policeman raises his head slowly into the window. The boy is there, and stabs him in the eye and twists it around.

The policeman screams in total agony, then falls to the ground, dead. The other policeman jumps back and turns around and throws his hand up to "stop" to five policemen sneaking towards the front door. The lead officer looks at him and shakes his head fervently, and proceeds to walk cautiously into the diner. The others follow, much to the other policeman's evident frustration.

The boy suddenly thinks, then becomes angry and turns around and charges out of the bathroom, holding his knife tightly.

There are gunshots and yells of pain from the policemen. The sniper down the road is looking through his rifle scope as they are all killed one at a time by the boy. The sniper looks up with deep concern in his eyes.

The boy walks out into the hall, towards the employees. He stops in front of the busboys and looks up into the air questioningly. "What? Kill the busboys? "

The hostess and waitresses look terrified but say nothing while looking at the busboys. The boy is pacing while staring angrily towards the busboys, then stops and looks up questioningly. "What? Free the busboys? "The hostess and waitresses suddenly look shocked at the boy and then at each other.

The boy then proceeds to untie the busboys, and motions for them to leave. They look at the hostess, who is adamantly gesturing with her head for them to run out of the diner
and they do. Suddenly, after the busboys are out of the diner, he looks very angry and yells up towards the ceiling. "Will you make up your fucking mind? !" The boy then suddenly throws the knife and gun down and holds his ears tightly. "No!No!!No!!!"

Suddenly, a silent bullet cracks a window and hits the boy in the shoulder twice. He falls back against the wall, and quickly bends down and grabs the knife and gun and sneaks behind a booth. He whispers to himself. "P to p. Punishment to psychos. P to p. "

He walks into the bathroom and is shocked when he sees bloody words on the mirror that read, "You're the psycho, asshole!"He looks astonishingly at the mirror, then spins around, hearing soft, girlish laughter coming from outside the bathroom.

Out in the hall, the hostess looks questioningly at the waitresses, then all three of them look around. The boy looks confused. He walks slowly out of the bathroom.

He walks into an office, and sniffs the air. He sees a framed picture above the desk and looks closely at it. It is a picture of the hostages, dressed in church attire, standing around a blond girl, approximately eight years old, strikingly cute. They are posing inside an institutionalized room. The girl is wearing a strait jacket.

The boy stares at the picture, then hears footsteps on glass from outside the room. Suddenly, the young girl appears, wearing a strait jacket tied around her waist and loosened shackles on her ankles and two handcuffs hanging from one wrist and the other hanging from her other wrist. She slices the boy's cheek as she giggles.

She then jams a letter opener into his neck and he screams in pain, in a high pitched tone. She runs past him, over to her family and unties the hostess and waitresses.

The hostess hugs the girl tightly and is crying tears of
relief. The girl runs back towards the boy, holding a long
strip of barbed wire. She ties the boy's hands behind him, then wraps the barbed wire around the boy's mouth and ties it behind his head.

The boy gags and coughs up a lot of blood, reaching for the girl. The girl giggles, then runs back towards her family and gestures them towards the door. The boy is gagging and crying in pain, struggling to get free.

The hostess grabs the two waitresses by the hand and they hurry out of the diner. The policemen are crouched behind their cars, their guns raised. An ambulance is there, and the busboys, waitresses and hostess are being cared for. The girl walks slowly out of the diner, holding a large knife. There is blood all over her.

She suddenly gets shot in the shoulder. The hostess screams, then runs towards the girl, holding her hands up for the policemen to cease fire. She bends down towards the girl. No other shots are fired. The girl falls to the ground and the hostess, waitresses and busboys rush over
and check on her.

She opens her eyes and slowly gets to her feet. The policemen make their way into the diner. They see the boy is gone, the barbed wire is dangling over the top of the booth. There are chunks of flesh hanging from the barbed wire. The knife is jammed into the top of the booth.

The hostess and waitresses are walking towards the ambulance. The hostess turns around, and sees the girl is gone. She looks around in shock and the waitresses do the same.

The girl is in the diner. She is looking around. She walks by the bathroom and sees a different statement on the mirror, smeared in blood. "It's on, bitch!"Suddenly, the lights go out, and a glass bottle is broken. The lights turn on and the boy has slashed the girl's throat. She grabs it tightly, choking and gagging while blood pours down around her hand.

The boy is laughing, holding his bloody neck with one hand and skin from the girl's neck with the other. He then runs away.

The girl runs into the bathroom, opens the medicine cabinet and grabs a roll of medical tape and wraps it tightly around her neck, grunting in pain.

She then searches for and finds a clean shirt and pair of jeans on a shelf in the hallway that has several clothes folded on it. She ducks into another room and changes. She washes up and then checks herself in the mirror, smiles innocently and runs out the door.

The policemen are in the diner, moving closer to the kitchen. One of them inches closer to the door of the kitchen with his gun raised. He looks in the window but sees nothing. He sees a puddle of blood on the floor. He carefully pushes the door open and screams in pain as the girl raises a cleaver above her head, and chops down hard, severing the policeman's foot off.

The policeman screams in pain, then staggers back, knocking over pots and pans onto the floor. He can hear another policeman's voice from further down the hallway, but he is going into shock.

He convulses severely, then passes out and falls like a dead weight onto the floor. He cracks his skull hard, cracking it open, blood pouring out all over him. An undercover policeman sees him and turns and puts his hand up, then backs away behind a booth.

The boy runs into the kitchen and stops when he sees her. She holds the cleaver hidden behind her back. She smiles at him, winks, and then purses her lips together in a kissing gesture. He looks confused. Then, without warning, she charges at him with the cleaver.

Outside the diner, ambulances have arrived and the dead policemen are being bagged up and the wounded are being cared for.

Inside the office, the girl sits on the office desk, holding the boy's decapitated head in front of her. She chuckles, then says out loud, "And the winner is!"

Suddenly, an undercover policeman, young, ducks in and shoots her several times, knocking her against the wall, and her dead body drops to the floor.

The man walks over her, kicks it lightly to test for signs of life, sees none, and then backs out of the office, watching her dead body, but it doesn't move. He slings his rifle around his shoulder, picks up the boy's head and grabs the girl by her shirt and drags her out of the diner.

The wind has stopped. As policemen congratulate him, he looks up at the sky and sees the moon steadily moving towards the sun, beginning a lunar eclipse.

He looks at it questioningly, then speaks out loud, "A lunar eclipse. "He pauses as he stares at it. "Makes people fucking crazy. And it'll only get worse from here. "He looks concerned, then looks back at the other policemen and the diner. He looks back at the moon which is getting closer and closer to the sun.