Horror logo

They’re in the walls

The story of Dave the evil bricklayer

By Brad ReederPublished about a year ago 3 min read
2

Dave was a deranged bricklayer who had a strange habit of cementing his victims into the houses that he sold. No one knew where he got his victims from or how he managed to keep his macabre secret hidden for so long.

He worked alone, preferring the solitude and the satisfaction of building homes from the ground up. His clients were always impressed by the quality of his work and the attention to detail that he put into each and every house.

But little did they know, there was a dark and twisted secret lurking behind the walls of Dave's beautiful homes.

It all started when Dave was a young boy, growing up in a small town where everyone knew everyone. He was a loner, with no friends to speak of and a deep-seated hatred for the world around him.

One day, while playing in the woods near his home, Dave stumbled upon an old abandoned house. It was decrepit and run-down, but something about it called to him. He spent hours exploring the empty rooms and crumbling walls, feeling a strange sense of peace and belonging.

But as the years passed, Dave's fascination with the old house turned into an obsession. He spent every spare moment tinkering with it, adding on to it, and making it his own.

And then, one fateful day, he had a gruesome idea. He would use the old house as a disposal site for his victims.

At first, he only cemented small animals into the walls, feeling a twisted sense of satisfaction as he watched them struggle and eventually succumb to their fate. But as time went on, his victims became bigger and more human-like.

He would lure them in with promises of work or shelter, and then trap them in the old house, where they would be cemented into the walls, forever entombed in the very homes that Dave was building.

But despite his best efforts to cover his tracks, Dave eventually caught the attention of the authorities. It turned out that Bard the investigator had been tracking Dave for weeks, following the trail of strange clues and eerie whispers that seemed to surround the deranged bricklayer. He had a hunch that something was not right with Dave, and he was determined to uncover the truth.

Finally, after countless weeks of surveillance and investigation, Bard discovered Dave's old, abandoned house in the woods. He carefully made his way inside, cautiously navigating the crumbling walls and dark, empty rooms.

As he searched the house, he began to uncover the shocking evidence of Dave's twisted deeds. There were cemented bodies hidden behind the walls, and a sickening feeling of dread settled over Bard as he realized the extent of Dave's madness.

Bard quickly called for backup and waited for the authorities to arrive. When they did, they arrested Dave and took him into custody, finally bringing an end to his reign of terror.

It wasn't long before they discovered the truth, and Dave was arrested and thrown into prison for the rest of his days.

But even in the cold, dark confines of his cell, Dave couldn't shake the feeling of satisfaction that he got from cementing his victims into the walls of his homes. It was a feeling that he would never be able to forget.

Even though Dave was caught and taken away, the old house in the woods still held the echoes of his victims. Some say that on quiet nights, when the wind blows just right, you can still hear the faint voices of those trapped in the walls, crying out for help and begging to be released from their cemented prison.

But no one ever goes near the house, for fear of being caught in its dark and twisted grasp. It stands as a grim reminder of Dave's madness, and a warning to others to never underestimate the depths of human depravity.

And so, the old house remains, a silent and eerie monument to Dave's crimes, its walls still hiding the secrets of those who were trapped within.

psychological
2

About the Creator

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.