By Jason Kerr
A cosmic storm is heading to Earth. Tom is lost in music as he is putting the finishing touches to his tracks on an MPK mini music production keyboard and beat maker.
Tom’s phone rings and it’s Gwen, she’s curious to know how long he is going to be, satisfied with his progress Tom says he shouldn’t be too long as his keyboard crackles with cosmic energy.
Tom is drawn to the window like a moth to the flame, turkey to Christmas, lamb to the slaughter, you get the picture. A light so bright renders him unconscious and he wakes dazed and injured, startled by a noise he gets to his feet and is struck down again, it is at this point he realizes that the MPK mini music production keyboard and beat maker has gained a mouthful of vicious fangs.
The bloodthirsty maniacal music machine is hell-bent on destruction and attacks Tom, chomping and crunching on Tom, he finds himself maimed and will have to practice the keyboard on one hand in the future.
Tom escapes outside and administers first aid on himself he then returns to take on the music machine of mayhem, Tom attaches a hammer to his bloody stump and smashes the music machine to smithereens. His fight seemingly over he lights a cigarette in the style of a victor, after that first puff on a cigarette, a noise, a strange light, a door opens, mist ……
Bloody Flicks 