STRAWMAN RETURNETH!

They soon heard archaic music playing upstairs on a phonograph as they checked for anybody on the main floor. Up the stairs they crept towards the music and a light in the room where the 1920s New Orleans jazz emanated crackling from a well used record. The door was half open. The smell of a heavy incense was mixed with something putrid as they reached the top of the stairs.
Georges kicked the door open to the dimly lit room. They entered with drawn assault rifles and immediately saw Mr. Elroy “Tap Daddy” Jones. He was sitting quietly behind a large desk wearing a large pair of sunglasses. The only light in the large room was the small lamp on the desk. “Where the fuck is Nero?” yelled Vinnie as they aimed both AK s at the Tap.
Tap Daddy smiled with a laugh. “He be along real soon motherfuckers!” followed with a long “HEHEHEHE!”
Vinnie laughed back at him sarcastically speaking. “Wes motherfuckers want to know just why you be called “Tap Daddy” YOUs” homie fuck?” With that Tap Daddy stood up laughing and began tap dancing behind his desk and waving his arms. Vinnie and Georges were now laughing at the sight as Lisa joined in imitating her own Tap Daddy dance.
“Dance faster motherfucker!” yelled Vinnie as Georges pasted the floor with several silenced AK rounds beneath his tapping feet. Lisa had gone mute; she was staring at something very strange in a chair in the shadowy corner of the room. Then Vinnie opened up a full burst of 7.62 X 39 caliber rounds into Elroy the Tap Daddy’s chest knocking him back into his desk chair. He looked at Georges and added “We will wait for this Nero fuck then be done!”
To the shock and amazement of the DeBlasio brothers, Tap Daddy stood back up with a bloody hole where his chest used to be and resumed tapping his feet and waving his arms as he laughed. “I is just getting started tapping!” He said. The impact of six bullets had done nothing except make him bleed profusely from where the rounds hit him.
“Fuck this!” exclaimed Georges nervously, you blew his heart out!” He then fired another burst of rounds into the Tap Daddy blowing off his right arm in the process. It was then that he realized Tap daddy was the source of the terrible smell.
Tap Daddy fell back into his desk chair still laughing with his feet now dancing in the air. Georges walked up to him in the chair and knocked off his sunglasses. What he saw freaked him out. The Tap Daddy was staring at him with the solid whites of his eyes. He spoke. “You don’t like Tap daddy a tapping for y'all?” But as he spoke his lips did not move.
Georges looked at Vinnie in emerging terror and blurted out nervous words.
“What the fuck Vinnie! Tap Daddy just spoke with his mouth shut!” He yelled as he fired three more rounds point blank into Tap Daddy’s face, splattering the rear of his head all over the wall behind his desk. Lisa, mute throughout this screamed and fell back against the wall. The person hidden in the chair in the shadows behind the large couch was facing them.
“Looking for Nero boys? I be here!” Both Vinnie and Georges first did not know what to make of this thing now standing a few feet away. It was tall, with an elongated tall head, long dangling arms and spindly legs that seemed out of place with its large rotund potato-like brown body. It appeared as some huge evil looking doll.
Twelve sets of red flashing eyes gazed at them as it long multi-fanged grimaced mouth opened. In a split-second it reached into George’s chest and ripped out his heart before the hit man could raise his rifle. His AK-47 pattered to the floor. Vinnie fell back against the desk and opened up a long burst at this thing that resembled a huge straw doll from hell. Vinnie was never so terrified as he stumbled back towards the open second story window.
He fired a second burst and lunged for the open window totally panic stricken. Talons grabbed him by his back going deep into his flesh and pulled him out of the window sill. Vinnies AK-47 fell out the window into the yard below. Vinnie then swung around stabbing this thing in the torso and face with a sharp stiletto he pulled from his belt. Vinnie was a true fighter to the bone and to his end tonight!
Then a sharp talon slashed in a hard-diagonal motion across his face cutting deep furrows in it knocking him back. Vinnie helplessly screamed as this thing grabbed his head violently sticking its long talon index finger deep into his left ear. Vinnies struggled in vain as this now terribly scarred handsome hit man fell to the floor joining his brother. Strawman faced the terrified pretty lady cowering and frozen in terror next to the wall.
She struggled as he grabbed her by her long blonde hair pulling her to him on her tip toes. Strawman drooled in her face and cackled. What fun would he have with this one it thought? No more visits to find dates at the shopping malls or biker whores he mused. This one was a real beauty! He then stuck his right index talon in her left ear and brought her under his will. He did the same with heartless bleeding out Georges on the floor next.
He tossed the zombified bodies of Georges and Lisa in a nearby closet and locked it. He smiled when he thought of the hot blonde he had just captured. He looked at the locked door with a smile. It was a refreshing change he mused. Stuffing his new guests in the closet reminded him of a crocodile stuffing a dead kill under a submerged log to age it before he ate it later. He then approached Vinnie who was now sitting listlessly against the wall below the open window bleeding profusely from the deep talon slash across his face.
Strawman pulled him off the ground. The hit man’s head was crooked and bent to the left. Nero had broken his neck in the scuffle as it now stared into the bulging whites of Vinnie’s eyes. “I command you to take me to the person who sent you now! We will use your car!” They walked towards the rear gate passing the zombie corpses as Nero showed complete indifference. He sent a mental note to his old voodoo crones in the basement to clean up this mess. They walked through the large open unlocked wrought iron gate continuing towards Vinnie’s car through the yards concealed by the night.