Lonesome Death of Jordy Verrill

The Lonesome Death of Jordy Verrill is a scary story from the horror comic Creepshow. It was adapted from a segment in the Creepshow movie, which in turn was based on a short story by Stephen King.

Jordy Verrill was a simple-minded man who lived in Maine. He worked as an odd-job man but he wasn’t very bright. He was a jack of all trades and a master of none and he was barely able to make enough money to get by.

One night, Jordy happened to look up at the sky and saw a shooting star. He watched as it streaked across the sky and when it hit the ground he felt the tump under his feet. It landed down by the creek behind his house.

He ran down to the creek and as soon as he set eyes on the thing, he knew what it was – a meteor. When he reached out to touch it, it burned his fingers.

As he sucked his blistered fingers, Jordy wondered how much money he could get for the meteor. Scientists would pay a pretty penny for it, he reckoned. At least 200 dollars. That would be enough to pay off his loan at the bank.

Jordy fetched a bucket of water and poured it over the meteor to cool it down. When the cloud of steam cleared, he saw that the meteor had cracked in half.

“Oh, you done it now, Jordy Verrill, you lunkhead!” he exclaimed.

He bent down to take a closer look and saw that there was something inside the meteor. A glowing white goo was leaking out onto the grass. In the morning, he would try and glue it back together.

Jordy decided to go home and watch some TV. As he sat there drinking a beer, his fingers were still throbbing. He looked down at his hand and got the fright of his life. There was a strange green moss growing on his fingers.

He thought about calling the doctor, but then he thought better of it and put down the phone. The doctor might want to amputate his fingers and Jordy didn’t want that.

“Oh Jordy, you lunkhead!” he sighed.

He went into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. Everything looked fine until he stuck out his tongue. There was green moss growing all over it.

Jordy needed a drink to steady his nerves. He poured himself a big glass of whiskey and sat down in front of the TV. He wished he never came across that cursed meteor.

In the morning, when he woke up, there was an empty bottle of whiskey in his lap. He looked down and saw that the green moss was growing all over his chair. It was on his arms as well and on his chest. He reached up to feel his face. There was a beard of green moss covering his chin.

The worst thing about it was that it itched terribly. It felt like his whole body was burning up. It was an itch he couldn’t scratch and it was driving him crazy.

He rushed into the bathroom and filled the tub with cold water. Then, he tore off his clothes and kicked off his boots. Unable to control himself, he jumped into the tub and immersed himself in the cool, soothing water. It felt like heaven.

A few hours later, he was a grotesque, shambing figure covered from head to toe in green moss. He didn’t know what he was but he wasn’t Jordy Verrill anymore. He was a monster. He picked up the shotgun that was lying in the corner.

With clumsy green mossy fingers, he struggled to load the shotgun shells. He placed the barrel of the shotgun under his mossy chin and pulled the trigger.

The green figure’s head exploded and its body slumped over on the floor.

By dawn the next day, Jordy Verill’s house was completely covered in green moss. A few hours later, the moss had reached the main highway and was growing around the signposts. The next morning, the green moss was crawling towards town.