Locker 666

By Vicky Neal

hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia: Irrational fear of the number 666.

666: The number of the beast. A term in the Book of Revelation, of the New Testament associated with the Beast of Revelation in chapter 13. Anti-Christ. Devil.

Two stories of a mysterious locker that controls anyone who comes in contact with it:

A Deadly Secret

Mitch finds himself intrigued with a locker at work that is never assigned to an employee - locker 666. There is something mysterious about it - an unseen force that intrigues him. Once his overbearing boss disappears, Mitch becomes suspicious of his co-worker Ron, who held real disdain for their superior. A smell coming from the secured locker causes Mitch to become increasingly curious, leading to a brutal showdown with his fellow employee.

Fatal Destiny

Charlie is an outcast at his high school. Classmates make fun of him daily. If only there was a way to turn his life around.

That way presents itself through locker 666 in his gym locker room. It opens to him, revealing a bag of cash. Using the gift, Charlie buys what he can to change his reputation. In the process, he dates a beautiful classmate who would normally not give him the time of day. When the money runs out, his life takes a drastic change for the worse and locker 666 is the only thing that can help him seek his revenge.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vicky Neal
• Release date: Aug 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370850976

Vicky Neal

Vicky L. Neal is a produced screenwriter with feature and short films. She has more than 70 feature screenplays she is in the process of translating into book form to be published. While working on those, she has begun the endeavor of writing numerous short books in order to publish herself. She writes in a wide variety of genres, including horror, thriller, comedy, drama, family, fantasy, action, and adventure.

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Locker 666

written by

Vicky L. Neal

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Table of Contents

A Deadly Secret

Fatal Destiny

About the Author

Preview for The Killer Clown

hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia: Irrational fear of the number 666.

666: The number of the beast. A term in the Book of Revelation, of the New Testament associated with the Beast of Revelation in chapter 13. Anti-Christ. Devil.

A Deadly Secret

Alliance Packaging first opened in upstate New York in 1933. Charles Duvan was the son of poor Irish immigrant parents who came to America to make a better life for their two children – Charles and Leann. Brian Duvan found work in a steel mill while his wife was a homemaker initially. Once both children were in school, Natalie took a job as a cleaning lady for a janitorial service. The family survived on Brian’s income, but the couple wanted better for their children. College was expected of both, and the loving parents didn’t want their offspring to borrow their lives away to pay for an education. Natalie’s income was stashed in a savings account just for college.

Charles and Leann did go to college without complaint. Leann majored in early childhood education in hopes of becoming an elementary school teacher while Charles studied business. After graduating, Charles became employed by a Fortune 500 Electronics company – in the mailroom. It wasn’t quite what he believed he would find for his first job right out of a prestigious college, but Charles was ambitious. With his foot in the door, it wouldn’t take much to kick it open.

Over the next seven years, Charles did just that. He showed such initiative that he worked his way up the ranks until he reached junior partner. The company was sold ten years later and made Charles a multi-millionaire. Instead of finding another job, he invested his money into starting a new company. Alliance Packaging was born.

Charles watched his company grow into a successful packaging plant. In 1984, he was diagnosed with a rare brain cancer and died in 1986. His two sons took over the company and continued growing it into a very successful business.

The mill was fairly small but able to handle heavy production demands. The main room contained more than a dozen presses that created a variety of paper packaging, mostly for well-known restaurants. Three shifts kept the plant operating around the clock.

The locker rooms were where employees would slip on their work coveralls over their street clothing. Uniforms weren’t permitted to leave the property. The mill had their own laundry service that handled cleaning and alterations. Most employees had no desire to take their uniforms home with them anyway so that wasn’t much of an issue. There were two rooms – a small locker room for female employees and a much larger room for the men, who outnumbered the female employees ten-to-one.

Each locker had its own number to identify it. There were about a hundred total, starting with 601 in the men’s side. That had been Charles’s apartment number at the time he started the company so he felt that was a good place to start the locker numbers that went all the way up to 809 in the women’s room. All numbers were present – including number 666, but it lacked a lock like all of the others. No employee had ever been assigned that locker. Charles really wasn’t religious but he was a little on the superstitious side. When he was a boy, a black cat had run across his path. That night, he wrecked on his bike and broke his arm. Ever since, he hadn’t taken any chances. Since 666 was the sign of evil under most beliefs, there was no reason to risk misfortune when not necessary. It was bad enough that the locker number was present. Nothing bad had happened because of it. What might happen if someone was assigned the cursed number wasn’t worth taking the chance.

A group of about thirty employees, all men, entered the men’s locker room after a grueling first shift. While most operated machinery, there was still a good deal of physical activity involved in keeping them running and handling the finished product. The men wore coveralls and safety glasses.

Mitch Winton was a nice-looking man in his 20s, a little on the loner side. He had worked at the plant for almost two years; not particularly fond of his job but it paid the bills. His locker was number 667. He stripped his coveralls off and hung them inside the locker, followed by the glasses. Then he took a seat on the bench to trade his steel-toed boots for sneakers.

Next to him, sitting before locker 665, Ron Peters completed a nearly identical routine. Ron was a well-liked employee