jiggles chapter1 by bioteknos-d5y4v41

7/28/2019 Jiggles Chapter1 by Bioteknos-d5y4v41

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By Manuel Alor

Some rights reserved, 2013 Manuel Alor Torres

Jiggles

Illustrations: BioteknosTranslated by ArmaggedonPianist


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Jiggles how I hate that nickname.

Annet, my elder sister, used to call me like that when she did something which

would put us into trouble or when she wanted to be friendly... if by friendly we

understand abuse and abusive jokes.

She was an artist, I cant say no to that; she painted landscapes and portraits

with an almost divine perfection, while I was kept behind her, because she had

always to be in the foreground.

And every time she celebrated, she ended calling me by that disturbing

nickname... I still hate her nowadays for that!

When the day of my fourteenth birthday arrived, she made me look ridiculous by

convincing everyone to write Happy birthday, Jiggles and sing the whole song

with that stupid name, I decided that she must dissapear. We both have got rid

before of things that bothered us, like Leon, the familys mastiff, whom we made

look rabid and got expelled from the house to the nearby beach; but this time I

had to get rid of her forever, I mean, I wanted to kill her.

I know that it sounds unreallistic, but its because nobody has suffered what I

have suffered; nobody has tried with all his will to rise and see that all his efforts

are ignored due to a pretty smile or a impresionistic picture. Seriously, the fact

that she finished her victorious look with the nickname only made my inner fires

of wrath to awake.


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I lasted a month to plan how to get rid of her, but finally after a lot of thinking I

decided that the best method was axphysia, since that way I wont have to

clean blood, and I could even hide the body and say that she get lost... Even if

they found the corpse, how would they suspect of a little girl, anyway? It was

the perfect plan and I made it reality at midnight.

She was sleeping as always totally covered with her sheets. It was horrible to

see that even while sleeping she was looking perfect, like if even unconsciously

she were laughing at me.

Retreat wasnt an option, I had to do it that night or I wont ever to it, so I

removed sentimentalism, extended the rope and placed it gently over her

neck... slowly I started to press waiting that while she was moving the rope will

fit better in her neck... when all was ready, I pulled.

She awokeobviously- and started to struggle, but her height was against her; I

didnt allow her to stop and I kept on tightening the rope... If I had pounced over

her, she would probably throw me away, but using the bedpost as a pulley she

had no chance of win. She was turning purple and I really enjoyed seeing her

desperately struggling to breathe... I remember that with her last breath she

called me Jiggles, wich was enough for me to decide to end this. When she

fell apparently dead, I took her to the riverside and I ended the job throwing

stones to her head.


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What happened after that was horrible, perhaps even worse than when she was

alive; now everyone cryed her death and compared me with her; You should

be more like your deceased sister She is good, but not like Annet and other

comments did no other thing rather than driving me mad. I didnt want to kill

anyone else but I felt tainted, so I thought that the best thing I could do was

scape and never return.

That same night I took some of my own things and I left home, running like if I

were being chased. Thing that happened after that, when I saw signs searching

me for Annets murdering.

Then I decided to go even more far away, as far away as possible to a place

where nobody could recognise me. While I was running away, many things

went through my mind, like the wish of receiving a good remark from my

parents, the talks with my friends on the square and the wish of being happy

away from the shadow of my elder sister...

It was more than obvious that I was aware of my crime. I also knew that I

couldnt ever stare my parents to their eyes and that maybe tha last face I

would see would be the one of the hangman before he turns the chair on; thats

why every step looked more agonig than the one before. It was like if the fault

opressed my lungs and kept me to go on... However, I never stopped until I

found Dr. Whilleri circus; one of those freaks and surprising acts shows wich my

sister hated.


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I took some of my remaining money and I paid the ticket. First it seemed too

expensive until I saw all that was hiding underneath that tent... It was like if an

world independent from reality was hiding under the white and red sky that

covered them; a house of mirrors was full of people while many people and

freaks were doing their acting in small stands where all visitors could see every

acting independently several times... All that people gave a ghoulish pleasure, a

mixture between horror and fantasy due to the red, yellow and blue lights. It was

great, they were all freaks but not horrible people; the women with beard under

the bicromatic sky showed an enormous beauty, like if she were a beautiful

flower protected by wolfs... the strongman had that classic attire with his sticky

moustache but instead of being imponent he looked like a small child playing

with adult things; even The

Human Torso, a man born

without limbs looked like a

sir, with the appearance of a

greek god... It was the most

amazing thing ever, the

hidden universe beneath the

tent, and it was what I

wanted for me.

I stayed until the event finished and I hid inside the gorillas cage. When they

turned off the lights from outside and shades covered the scenery, some little

white lamps continued brightening the inside, which limited visibility to a few


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points, where everyone gathered... including the gorilla, which went out of the

cage and took me near the Bullet Man.

From the shadows came an old man so gammy that it seemed to have ridden a

horse recently, with a very dirty goat-like beard but with the face of a mature

man and with such an eyebrows that made him look like a mysterious and

solemn gentleman. I thoghtand I was right, as they confirmed me after- , that

he was Dr. Whilleri.

- Ladies and gentlemen!he shouted, while he walked to the centre of the

place and the lights pointed to him-. There is someome in our midst that

does not belong to this community.

It looked like everyone had known my presence from the very beggining,

because I felt their killing looks towards me like if they were telescopes over my

back, looking each of my movements and my efforts to breath.

- You!Said two twins- What are you doing here? Didnt you notice that

we are monsters and we can eat you?

- Im not a silly girl, I know that youre not true monsters I told them

without fear-, I want to join you for changing my life; I have done terrible

things.

- For being a little girl, you express yourself like a womena clown said-, I

believe that we must give her the chance; also, we have to change the

doll number...


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Then everyone kept quiet in an uncomfortable silence wich was followed by Dr.

Whilleris answer, wich was positive; then the twins took me to a small train

wagon adapted as a caravan where I would live from now on. Still, my mind

started to fill up with doubts about the doll number, thus I asked my new

friends:

- What do I have to do and what happened to the last doll?

At first the twins looked uneasy, but finally they showed me everything and I

figured out what the doctor was looking for. The show consisted of me, dressed

up as a doll, surrounded by various steam powered machines and I had to

interact with them, making the spectators believe that either we were all kids or

automatons, appart that the actual name of the act was Dr. Whilleri steam

powered dolls. However, they didnt say a word about the last doll.

I was rehearsing with the doctor and two clowns for several days; always at four

oclock of the afternoon, always three hours a day and always Whilleri looked so

sad that it was pitiful to see him. Even me, who murdered my sister, felt pity for

him, although I didnt wanted to ask him abut it yet, I prefered to make my acting

perfect; as my sad boss clapped I had to pour some tea in a pipe wich moved a

machinist automaton, who would start to spin, after that, I had to move heavily

for grabbing a dancers hands who would move exactly at the eighth turn of the

machinist, when we would start dancing together; at the twentieth step, the

doctor would say that there is no more tea and I would go down and steal

someones hat, for dancing with him... Looks easy, but if I describe its because


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it wasnt. I needed to be extremely precise for not to slide or break any piece of

that complex machine... I lasted eight months until I could make my act perfect

and when I achieved it, I encouraged myself to ask the doctor about his

sadness while I was acting.

The last doll was Aleksa, Whilleris daughter. She was, according to his father,

the most beautiful flower ever born inside this pit of monsters; she was pure, her

beauty and kindness were legendary, she was who gave strenght to the dwarfs

for turning jokes into money and showed The Human Torso all his tricks... She

was all a maiden with rich cleverness, since she had built all the machinery of

the dolls, which killed her.

- I still have the pottery doll that she gave me for ChristmasHe showed it

to me near a photo of the girl-Aint they identical?

Actually they were like two drops of water. It wasnt a barely resemblance, it

was like if he had a miniature of her daughter; with her pink cheeks and her sky

blue eyes... which were made of sapphire. It made me feel a bit guilty about

what I have done in the past... but not enough for repenting, never.

- Well, your debut will be in two weeks. I hope that you keep as good as

usualhe told me as he walked away.

As I entered my caravan I started to think of a plan to get that doll. Sapphires

could value something and also, keeping Willheri depressed I could get on


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charge of all or most of the circus, because the next place of the route was my

home town. I knew that at two oclock on the morning everyone would be

asleep and thanks to all the training it was easy to find the doctors caravan

even at night. The only thing I had to do is to sneak behind a toilet and be

unaware, if somebody had the great idea of going out; still, plan B included a

knife for getting rid of a potential witness... after all, who would suspect of a little

girl? Stupid people...

It was easier than I thought;

basically the doctor didnt suspected

anyone to steal the doll; I took it and

I came back to the shadows. But, it

seemed to me that the twins were in

the toilet and it seemed like if they

saw something. I couldnt take the

risk of being betrayed by them, no?

I went back to my caravan and I

waited two hours. After that, I went

to the twins caravan. They looked

so calmed that for a moment I thought of not doing them nothing... but that

didnt happened. After stealing some sapphires, I made the twins to throw

rubies and red flowers all over the place. They bleeded a lot, even considering

that they were two glued women. I wrote quickly a suicide note and I placed

carefully on the table, also, I left the knife in one of the twins hands for making it

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At dawn, sadness filled up the universe under the bicromatic tent with the news

of Cindy and Mindys suicide, the two siamese twins joined by the hip. It was

funny that nobody realized that the doll had disappeared. Maybe everything was

a lie of the doctor for me to keep training, but if that was the case, it had costed

him the live of two of his actresses.

That same day, due to the funeral, the trained had to be posposed and the

acting was played with half of the cast, and with black lights instead of white

lights, which gave a melancolic and eerie atmosphere to the place. It was like if

all the bicromatic skyed universe had turned against me... even though I didnt

felt remorse, but a bit of fear of being discovered.

Three days after, everything went back to normal. I couldnt leave before

making my act and it was in less than a week; if I would have gone before it

would look suspicious, so it was time to rehearse as Ive never did it before but

Whilleri had changed the training timetables and now they were at two oclock

of the morning, namely, when everyone was sleeping. The first nights

everything was alright, full of succes and ovations of those who couldnt sleep,

but I felt some hostility on the atmosphere, like if somebody was spying me, but

there was no evil in that shadow, but in the ambience surrounding it... It was

really weird but not incomprehensible, considering the time and the events a

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It was the day before my debut. Finally it would by my first act with the circus

and I was fifteen; I wanted to play the act and get out of here as soon as

possible and for that there were only two days left, the one of the rehearsal and

the acting itself tomorrow. Then I saw that Whilleri was manipulating the

machine and by staring at it I saw the doll. But how? There were two of them?

Anyway, I considered it a decorative element and we started training, but,

during the act, the dancer started to shake and I heard an explosion. After that I

felt a heavy strike on my stomach and everything went black for a moment.

As I opened my eyes, I saw myself in a different world; this time the sky was

orange and whute, but I wasnt underneath a tent, but outside. For some reason

the wind was like whispers of a little chorus and the grass was too green. I

started to walk arround the place looking for orientation when I saw a teenager

sitting on a rock.

- Excuse me... could you please tell me where I am?I asked-.

- How, you dont know where you are, Jiggles? Told me that familiar

voice-.

Then she turned and I noticed that she was my sister... the same that I

murdered... but she looked like if that never happened. She looked... beautiful.

- Jiggles, this is the fantasy created by the mind of a sweet and kind young

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That made me thinks about my own nature. Am I that sweet young lady?

Perhaps Im not that evil? Its true that my acts were forgiven?

But I had few time for thinking. A shining blinded me for a second and as I

opened back my eyes I was in front of the circus; as I came inside, instead of

seeing the coloured tent, I felt a blue sky with two clouds covering it, like if the

tent was, in fact, the sky.

There were some people I knew, but different from the ones I worked with. They

welcomed me like if I camed back from a long trip. They were acting like if they

knew me from all the time, but, they werent the same people that were with me

moments ago in the circus; the bearded womens clothes were worn by a thin

women with pale white skin, with some rings wich looked like if at any moment

they were about to tear the womans ears, instead of the androgynous there

were two siamese twins joined by one hand, the clowns didnt looked to have

makeup, they looked grotesque but without creating laughter... they all looked

some kind of beasts wich could devour any being... but everyone of them was

kind, treating me without prejudicesor I thought so-. I was still surprised when

a flash of light appeared from the depths of the circus.

- Come, my dear, we shall continuesaid the voice so softlu that made me

to go towards it until...

- Of course, father; Im on the way There was a young lady, perhaps a

year younger than me, caressing the tigers inside their case and being

treated by them like a tiger more, without fear or attacks-.


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Still I wanted to get closer and see them rehearsing, then I noticed that the man

of the light was Dr. Whilleri... but who was the girl? I mean, until that moment I

havent seen her face, only hersilhouette and part of her attire; nothing different

from any girl.

- Come on, Aleksa.

- Yes, father.

How? Wasnt she dead? I didnt understand what was happening there. Was it

some kind of weird dream? I mean, seeing my deceased sister using my

nickname wasnt something that could ever occur, but a trick of my mind... but

how could I create a image of someone who I never met?

I saw her acting; she truly was the most graceful person who could ever make

that machine work, I must admit it. But I saw how she enjoyed it, in her perfectly

made-up face, pale and melancolic I could see a smile of joy for being there,

surrounded by those machines and her father...

Then someone placed its hand on my shoulder.

- Come, we have something to show youIt was a young girl that for

some reason sounded familiar, but I didnt remembered why-.


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The girl was exremely smily, like if she were doing it for her life or like if she was

hiding something. After going out of the tent, she stopped in front of me and her

grin vanished. She told me where I was and why I was there... or something like

that I understood when she spoke about me falling unconscious after the

accident. She also explained me that there is no heaven or hell for the good or

the most evil... That didnt cleared me anything, but at least I was comforted to

know that all of this was happening in my mind, even the fact that I saw Aleksa.

- So... Who are you? I asked.

- How? Dont yoy remember? Youve killed us a few days ago.

I swear it, I didnt understand what she was talking about.

- This is not a dream, you fool, this is the place where souls go. Not

heaven, nor hell. Only chaos... And when you awake, you will still being

here.

Then something was moving in her chest. It wasnt something of her attire, it

was like if it was alive. Then, the lady torn her dress to show a face coming out

from her chest which mad me scream...

- Cindy and Mindy!

Suddenly, the sky changed again; the white stripes of the tent were crawling like

snakes and their ends were visible, they were gigantic white worms with a


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mouth full of theeth and no eyes. Meanwhile the siamese of the chest started to

come out of her sisters mouth, like if she were regurgutating her... When she

was out, both started to change shape, like if they were the costume of

someting even more hideous... I shouted and I saw how everyone that came

out of the tend did that for submitting me. The siamese turned into something

horrible, things without legs but with a long tail, a great tentacle where the head

should be and three great and red eyes at its end that looked everywhere.

The gigantic white worms turned towards me and I can tell that they looked like

smiling of pleasure by watching me submitted.

The other members of the circus tied me up and placed their hands all over my

being, like if they were looking for someting of their interest... I didnt felt

violated, if you ask, I only felt growing panic... when some of them took my face

and made me look towards the sky, my panic turned into anger... there were

Aleksa, her father and Annet.

Then their hands covered my eyes; when they uncovered them I could see my

sister right in front of me.

- Poor Jiggles, even for being so young, youve been too cruel. You know

what? The only good thing is that there is somebody who is going to

clean your name... Because as soon as your body awakes today, Alekas

soul will be its master, while you will have to spend a eternity here, with

us...


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The most hateful came when Aleksa started to vanishwich I suppose, was

because my body was waking up-, and she started to cry begging them to relent

on me and let me return... How in hell could be such a goodor silly- person in

this world?

I can tell that for a moment I felt like if

she awoke inside my body; I had the

sensation of something being pressed

and then torn off... I felt so light... And

suddenly I felt the pressure of

something, but not the thing of the

chest... however, everything turned

black.

As I opened my eyes, I could see that I

was avobe something, but I didnt know

where, although I could see that I was

back again under the tent of the circus,

wich was kind of a relief; it made me think that, in fact, everything was a

nightmare... Until I tried to move and I recovered my sight. Panic filled my heart

with the strenght of a tidal wave; I was dancing with the steam powered dolls,

with a beautiful white dress, dancing gracefully, but there was a problem... Why

was I seeing myself? And then I became aware of it... Alesa was ruling my body

and I... I was inside the doll!


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