Turned

Willy turned after the sun went down.
We staked him the moment he opened his eyes.
They'd been brown before. After he turned they became bright blue.
See for yourself.
It's not easy to stake friends. I guess that's why he was so easy to stake.
He was a pathetic whiny bitch.
Nobody on the team liked him.
Hell, I don't remember why we let him join.
I guess he just tagged along while we were busy
Dixon says he might have given Willy a dud dose of the serum so he'd turn.
Good. More serum for the rest of us.
When I thought of this story, I was thinking "Free Willy" but realized there could be a connection between Willy and Will of 118migration.
I always welcome the stories in which I'm maimed, killed, or tortured beyond recognition. Shows that people are looking to release their feelings, thoughts, and inner frustrations.
So, I figured folks want some drama. Fine. Feed on this empty no-calorie rice cake of non-drama.
I'll be busy writing a sketch for a lot of folks to have fun with, mmkay?
(Death of a Salesman's Neighbors is almost finished)