"Crazy God Lady" - Drew Blood's Dark Tales
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Drew Blood's Dark Tales — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Podcast
38 min
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4 chapters
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What is the setting and management attitude at Forest Oaks?
Valitse paras vakuutusyhtiö. Valitse turva. Beware
the crazy god lady in apartment 11A. Max told Del, the new maintenance guy. Why? Is she dangerous? You'd tell me if she was, right, Max? The crusty old complex manager picked through the ashtray on this chaotic desk, fished out a butt with a smidge of life left, and lit it with the dwindling cigarette between his lips. In a husky voice ravaged by decades of smoking, he croaked. No, she's creepy but harmless. Still, I'd keep things short and sweet with her. You never can tell when somebody's mental fan belt is ready to snap. Don't waste time or the owner's money on repairs. He is one cheap S.O.B. If you can't fix it with duct tape, WD-40, or a picture hanging wire, put them off till they get fed up and move out.
Toolbox and maintenance requests are on top of the filing cabinet. Have fun! Del wanted more clarity regarding his job duties. Instead, he was getting the old, here's your hat, what's your hurry business. He would have preferred being back doing what he knew best, hanging sheetrock. But with the recession stopping new construction, he had to take whatever he could. Here, he was putting band-aids on long-term problems at a low-income housing complex called Forest Oaks. "'What
are you
waiting for?' Max bellowed. "'Them clogged toilets ain't gonna unplug themselves.' Dale took the beat-up toolbox and the clipboard holding his marching orders and left. Once he was out of range with Max and his unadulterated indifference, Dale perused a day's assignments. Let's see. We've got Landry Joseph and D-9, squealing garbage disposal. Then it's Higgins, Ruth and F-3, clogged bathtub drain. Ugh, those things are nasty.
How does new maintenance man Dale get his first work orders?
Dale thumbed through the rest of the work order, stopping at a familiar address. Evans BB, and none other than 11A. Well, nice to meet you, godlady. Seems you have a faulty thermostat. No way Monopoly banker guy's gonna spring for that. Of the seven residents Dale visited that day, he had only made one happy. Two had stood over him complaining about the sorry state of the apartment complex. Three had yelled at him for not fixing their problems. That left the tenant who had demanded that Dale give him his driver's license so he'd know where to find him when he got his gun back from his cousin. When late afternoon finally reared its head, Dale was ready to call it quits. But before that happened, he had three more glorious souls to attend to.
The next maintenance request jumped out at him. Hey, it's crazy god lady's turn. Can't wait to meet you, sweetheart. Dale knocked on the door of 11A, preparing himself to be greeted by someone odd.
Just a moment, please.
A feminine voice called.
I've got to figure out how to get this door open.
Dale's chin dropped to his chest. And so it begins, he moaned. Someone fumbled with the locks and the door opened. An elderly black woman peeked out through the wedge of opening.
Can I help
you, son? Her manner was kind, her smile warm and genuine. Are you Mrs. Evans?
I am. Are you looking for my daughter, baby? If
she's the one who placed this maintenance request, then yeah. Is she in? The woman opened the door. Come on in, sugar. I'll get baby. Dale wiped his feet on the ragged welcome mat and entered the apartment. He was struck by the overpowering smell of old dinners. Dusty furniture that hadn't aged well filled the cramped room. A stuffed cat with a missing ear was sitting on the floor next to a stained recliner. Del cocked his head and thought, nah, that's not weird.
Baby,
the woman hollered,
the maintenance man is here.
Turn it to Del, she said. Let me show you the thermostat. Del trailed after the old woman as she shuffled along at a snail's pace. Come on, come on, he silently pleaded. Finally, they reached their destination. So what's the problem exactly? The form only says that the thermostat isn't working.
It's gotten awfully warm and stuffy in here. Bebe needs
it cool. I'll see what I can do, Dale said, setting his toolbox down on the dull, dirty carpet. A nearby door creaked open, and a sweet scent of strawberry incense wafted through the room.
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Chapters
4 chapters
1
What is the setting and management attitude at Forest Oaks?
0:01–2:42
2
How does new maintenance man Dale get his first work orders?
2:42–10:13
3
Why does Dale’s assignment lead him to apartment 11‑A and the “Crazy God Lady”?
10:13–15:42
4
What does Bebe Evans demand about the thermostat and her mysterious powers?
15:42–38:38
Speakers
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