Saturday, November 05, 2005

The Strange Tale of The Malloy Sisters

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The Strange Tale of The Malloy Sisters

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There once were three Sisters that lived on Lake Undercroft and if the stories are true, and please believe they are, they were three of the most vicious prolific serial killers the entire State has ever seen.

They were also Witches.

The Malloy’s weren't the “ lets get naked and celebrate womanhood witches”, they were more like the “let me cut your head off and eat your brains and lets celebrate the Dark Lord” type witches.

The Malloy Sisters have always been busy but most recently they were responsible for these dead bodies that littered Fire Road Highway (38 eight and everytime it rains they seem to find more) and a local guy who worked in a bank and liked to upload nasty pictures on the company computer was accused, tried and executed for the crimes.

Of course he didn't do it, and of course the Malloy Sisters did and of course they got away with it, after all they were Witches.

What about the Mountlake Nine?

Have you heard of them?

There were nine little kids that disappeared from this Elementary School in the town of Resolution...and by that I mean they disappeared as they walked into the school, from the schools library, from the lunchroom, gym and the playground.

No one ever figured out what happened to them until a nature photographer found their little skulls hanging from a tree near Undercroft Lake.

The skulls were attached to the tree branches by a chain and they clonked and bonked against each other every time the wind blew.

The skulls still had their eyes and I think that was the last thing the Nature Photographer ever saw with his mind still intact.

After he found the Mountlake Nine he became what you'd call a burden to society and drank himself to death.

Human remains littered the trees and grounds around their boathouse and the bodies paved the highway that led to their front door and no one could or would touch those three women.

The Malloy Sisters did everything short of showing up at the County Court House with a written confession in one hand, the murders recorded on videotape in the other hand and the victims crying out from the Great Beyond, " The Malloy Sisters Did It! "

So why didn't the people in Resolution do something you ask?

They eventually did, they sent the Witches down the River to straight to the Heart of Duwamish.

The Sheriff in Duwamish Bay is a very capable woman named Sarah Blitzer.

Sarah's Mother owns a Curiosity Shop on the Marina (complete with an Egyptian Mummy in a glass case) and Sarah's best friends are Conjoined Twins that work a perm ant Sideshow down on the Lost Road.

In the big large grand scheme of things Sarah is a practical creature who inhabits a very impractical town.

Mr. Cavanaugh that lives behind the Sheriffs Office? He never comes out at daylight. The Sideshows star performer? A former Resident of the Carpathian Mountains and the edge of Duwamish Bay…the place the locals call “ Ghost Town.”

It really is a ghost town.

The night the Malloy Sisters arrived in Duwamish Bay Sarah was waiting for them at the end of the Pier with a smile, full can of gasoline, three nooses and a very angry group of people from the Merchants Society and between the twelve of them they welcomed the Sisters to their new home.

It was the Merchants who strung the Sisters up and it was Sarah who kicked the chairs from under their feet and it was Sarah, still acting as the Law that hit the match and tossed it into the kindling at the Witches feet.

Sheriff Blitzer sat on one of those green and yellow stripped lawn chairs all night and watched the Witches burn and then she watched the sun come up.

The next morning Sarah was still on her lawn chair and the Malloy Sisters were still hanging from the tree.

Their hair had been burned away and their clothes hung in tatters and one of the Sisters no longer had flesh on one side of her face so she seemed to be grinning down at Sarah as she said, “ was there a point to this Sheriff…exactly how many times do you plan on going through with this little charade of yours?”

And Sarah replied as she stretched her long legs and yawned, “We have all eternity to understand each other Ladies and Welcome to Duwamish Bay.”


At 1:45 AM, Blogger le Enchanteur said...

This is just superb Anita Marie. It is so you. Your voice rings through triumphantly. Bravo! I am on my feet clapping.

At 1:40 PM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

what a wonderfully chilling campfire tale! more, more!

At 2:02 PM, Blogger Anita Marie Moscoso said...

This story is why I shouldn't drink and write at the same time...but you know it was all in good fun.

I'm glad you all enjoyed my little tale and never fear more are on the way!

Anita Marie

At 6:18 PM, Blogger Lois said...

I needed a glass of red half way through the story of those Malloy Girls....Were they born triplets....In this day and age one has enough to contend with Terror Legislation just introduced....
Then I run away from Australia to Duwamish Bay and am confronted with 3 would be (Not proven) murderesses ...Then they are hund without DNA evidence to back it up I suppose ......
I shall give meeting Sherriff Sarah if its all the same to you Anita....
You won't allow this story to be passed on to the children I hope......
As you see I am against capital punishment,this story will deter tourism of that I am sure.........
But then Anita it sems that travellers like to see the goulish and the macabre,like they do here in Tasmania at the old Penal Colony Prison....
Myself I never fancied being in law enforcement even parking inspectors don't turn me on....

Another drink is warranted
Lois(Muse of the Sea

At 6:45 PM, Blogger Anita Marie Moscoso said...

Well, Lois would I pass this on to Children? Errr...this is the hard part. I actually wrote about the Malloy Sisters for the first time when I was 12.

This is tame compared to their orginal history.

All from the mind of a 12 year old


okay I'm off the soapbox now.
ps murder sucks.
anita marie

At 7:56 PM, Blogger le Enchanteur said...

Just for the record I would read this to children from eight upwards because I know what ghoulish little creatures they are. They would be captivated and their eyes would widen and they would enthuse and tell me it 'was just sick Miss'. Loosely translated that means that it is the best story they have heard today.

At 5:01 PM, Blogger Lois said...

When you were 12 they probably hadn't invented the syndrome "A child with an over active imagination"..we have a pill for this,and today children who are into goulish writing are often sent to professionals for an assessment especially when they are only 12......before being exposed to those high/secondary schools of sin....(For Heather)........
Parents are saying " Oh for our days at school when we only wrote about Kings, Queen and Country" and we did here in this stupid land of ours in my days

Lois (Muse of the Sea)

At 6:13 AM, Blogger Callistolee said...

Brava! I read that with a grin of ghoulish delight. I do so enjoy your stories. Thank you.


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