In arounf 1995 i used to hang out in some hi-rise flats in my hometown. I knew lots of people in all blocks, but used to regularly hang out at a particular apartment in one block, the flats had 15 floors, but the lifts would only go up to the 14th. you had to go up two flights of stairs to get to the 15th floor landing.
Like i say i knew pretty much everyone in all three blocks, and would be at my friends flat most nights, with 10 to 15 hardcore regulars friends hanging out. so thi one time, i get out the lift, to the stairs, walk up the steps just as im midway up the second flight the landing door to the 15th floor bursts open and some guy who ive never seen before quickly turns around and forces the door shut again and puts all his weight behind it to keep it closed. at this point im on the top of the flight stood almost right next to him, now from the other side of the door i hear lots of shouting and people start kicking the door open and each time this guy is screaming and forcing the door shut again (bearing in mind the landins are quite small and awkward so you cant get a run up and only one or two people could get behind the door to push at anyone time. so this happens really quickly and with real violence, id never see the guy before and hes screaming and shouting, really panicked , sweating and in serious fear. each time the doors kicked open it gets wedged open for a few seconds i see this arm come round the door and swing a couple of punches at this guys head, then it would go back in and the door would be forced shut (the guys got his feet wedged on a wall thats at the top of the stair landing so he literally has both legs almost fully extended forcing the door shut, but every couple of seconds hes getting punched round the head from different arms coming through the door.
this literally all hapened in about 30 seconds maybe a minute. Took me a few seconds to realise what was going on and who these people where..............................the people behind the door where my friends! just as i realise whos behind the door, they realise im on the landing and shout for me to hit him / move him / let them out, at which point i quickly kick his legs up so his "locked" legs give way, the door burst open, hes managed to get up and half move towards the top of the stairs to run down when a friend (john ha ha) has managed to push / grab him and put him off balance and hes fallen down the first landing and landed badly on the mid landing. at this point another aquaintance (this guy is called mick, and was probably 17 stone meat head) just jumps off the top flight and proceeds to land feet first on the guys head, full force.
How his head didnt pop i dont know but he was out cold. he was literally then dragged down about 10 flights of stairs back to his own apartment (dragged feet first) and violently beaten at every step of the way, by my friends and some acquaintances.
i didnt witness the entire beating , but the next day i saw the janitor of the block and he just said the human body holds 8 pints of blood and he probably mopped up about 4 of those on the landings.
now turns out this guy was a very well known heroin addict, i knew his name and reputation but had never met him, so didnt recognise him. but needless to say this guy got his karma. turns out he had an elderly female neighbour who had sort of befriended him, he repaid her by spiking her tea (drink) with some tablets and when she had passed out he decided to rob her, and when that wasnt enough he raped her. The womans daughter had walked in on him doing it and alerted people in the block.
i still to this day dont know when this guy had gone to the lions den on the 15th floor though when he lived on the 11th, but it was a very bad day out for him.
When he got out of the hospital weeks later he got beaten badly again in hist apartment by the same people, and this time he got the message and moved on.
hes dead now, but before he died he was in the local news a number of years back, some guy had fallen over in my city and had an epileptic seizure, the guy who got beaten (barry) went over pretending to help him and putting him in recovery position etc but in actual fact he was robbing him and searching his pockets and was caught by the police.
but yeah he was a piece of shit and is dead now due to drugs. when this happened it definatley shocked me, and was very brutal, but what scared me more was the mob mentality. some of these people where good friends of mine (and still are) some where just aquaintances, but the violence was instant and unforgiving and definatley shocking as it just happened and unfolded in seconds. i honestly thought i had witnessed someone being killed when he got his head squashed.
bad (but also very much karma)
this all happened over 25 years ago