The Legend of Stinky Crow is a short story that appears in the Suda51 game Shadows of the DAMNED. The storybook itself can be found in the basement of a house in the City of the Damned during the stage "As Evil As Dead". The story describes the life of Elliot Thomas, a denizen of the City of the Damned and also one of Fleming's VIPs.
For nearly fourteen years his mind had been soaring miles above, but Elliot Thomas was still stuck down on Earth, in the boring town of Sinchester.
Alone in his tree house, he glued feathers to his wingsuit, readying himself for the day he would join the phoenixes and quetzalcoatls in the sky.
"Dinnertime!" cried his mother from their house across the yard.
Elliot sat at the center of the table. A TV dinner was challenging his BO as the dominant smell in the room. On his left, his mother yammered about her day at the ER. On his right, his father was absorbed in his smartphone.
As for Elliot, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling fan, the most fascinating personality within a ten-foot radius.
In homeroom the next day, Justin Shmakovski threw a crappy paper airplane at him.
Within seconds, Elliot had built a superior vessel. He stood up on his chair and swiftly launched the Papierflieger at his unsuspecting enemy.
Zoom, splort! The marvel of paper aviation lodged itself in Justin's tender eyeball.
"Mr. Thomas!" bellowed their teacher. "Go to the principal's office!"
Later that day, Elliot was cooing quietly to himself as he bought a candy bar in the lobby.
Casey Wichtitz was smoking nearby and sneered at him. "You'll never fly, Stinky Crow," she laughed. "Why don't you go jack off to some bird porn? I bet you do more fapping than flapping!"
"Fuck you!" screeched Elliot, as he ran for the door.
It was dark out by the time Elliot meandered home. On the sidewalk, he passed a gaunt man who stared at him intently desperately, even.
The man opened his mouth and said, Hooveewaaah! Ooveezah!
Elliot had planned to eat his candy bar tonight, while he finished his masterpiece, but he instead held it out to the man. "I know what you mean," he replied.
The schoolyard was packed the next morning as Elliot's classmates waited for first bell.
Caw, caw! As one, the students turned toward the gate and saw Elliot dressed head to toe in his wingsuit. After a moment of shock, they burst into laughter.
But they were already far below him. He swooped through their midst and into the school. Caw, caw! He bounded through the halls, zigzagged up the stairwell...
Cawww! The school let out a collective gasp when they saw Stinky Crow on the roof. With a triumphant snap! he spread his wings...and a moment later, he had leapt.
The next two seconds were the most beautiful of Elliot's entire life. He could feel their eyes upon him; he was flying, and their awe was keeping him aloft.
Ten minutes later, as guidance counselors wiped bits of Elliot off sobbing students and the police struggled to piece together the story you are reading now, Elliot's teacher looked down at the wreckage of the boy on the pavement, and never forgot what he saw.
One bloody hand had formed a peace sign. The other was giving him the finger.
- The Legend of Stinky Crow is the only storybook in the game where Garcia narrates instead of Johnson.
- Garcia Hotspur has difficulty pronouncing many words in this story. When pressing Johnson on the pronunciation of "Sinchester," Johnson remarks that his cousin lives there.
- Hotspur laughs at the onomatopoeia "splort."
- Johnson utters "stranger danger" when the story describes Thomas' encounter with the man on the sidewalk. This encounter is also documented in "The Man Who Never Had His Fill", where the man Thomas meets is shown to be George Reed, another eventual denizen of the City of the Damned.
- Johnson states that the conclusion of the story will keep him awake "for weeks," while Hotspur admits the "kid has cojones."