kids to make kids...something akin to this...
When I was young and home in Ireland, we were told a tale to scare the 'beJeebus' out of us, before we were sent to our beds, which thankfully were not lonely places, at least 4 of us per bunk! But anyhoo, it went something like this...
...An old man/woman who lived in the woods were very poor and when it came to the maintenance or decorating of the 'hovel' they had taken to abducting passing innocent children with which they would make various items needed for said chores. One of the things they used to do was make a 'paste' from the groundup remains of these children, this paste they then used to wallpaper over the walls which concealed the secret rooms where the unused remains were stashed. The plaster used to seal up these 'rooms' was also a product of the same 'groundup kids'!
It was said that on a really hot day, the paste/plaster would begin to run like treacle causing the wallpaper to slide from the walls and it was at times such as this that you could hear the screams of terror and pain from the 'minced' victims who had gone into the upkeep of their 'charnel' house!
The owner of the house were said to do this as they had become bitter and envious when they'd been unable to have offspring of their own and the tongues of their neighbours had made disparaging remarks on this subject!
When I said '4 to a bunk', I was'nt exaggerating! When home to visit family in Ireland [a very Roman Catholic Nation], we stayed with my Auntie Lizzie, who at last count had 18 children, so when my 3 siblings and I arrived to stay for a fortnight, the 4 single beds there were packed to the endboards!
I have since wondered about this tale which seemed to be common knowledge amongst every other child/adult I knew in the area and accepted as 'Gospel', by one and the same! Could it be a tale meant to warn against the ravages of childlessness?
Whilst the perpetrators of the horrors in your tale go on to make themselves some 'FrankenKids' out of the flesh and bones of the unfortunate who fall foul of them. It does seem that they too were bereft of children and sought to remedy it somehow!
Are you also relating a tale with its origin in 'The Emerald Isle'? Or is it that the 'Reach' of the Holy Roman See, knows no borders when either by the cruelty of nature or 'Sinfulness' of Contraception, your duty to produce more 'Catholics' is not met!
All I know is it kept me very wary of the woods and old men or women walking anywhere near them! Two of us passing the local woods should anyone 'strange' be about, could within seconds be 'screaming' much to the bemusement of the poor soul causing this ungodly commotion! By yourself you just went for the world record for the mile! Hoping the smoke that left your fast receding heels did'nt attract their attention!
Ah the 'fear of God!' I remember it well! Sleep well anyhoo!
