Fandango asked me to get involved in another one of Teresa The Haunted Wordsmith “Finish the Story” writing prompts.
Teresa wrote, It was opening night of the Grim Reaper Haunted House in town and it seemed like everyone in town was waiting in line. Brandon, Alex, and Josh showed up right after school so they could be first in line, but they ended up in the parking lot.
“This’ll be great!” Alex bounced with excitement. “I hear they brought in actors from Hollywood.”
“Liar!” Josh gave Alex a friendly shove into the cheerleading squad in front of them and laughed. “It’s all about where they chose to put it that’s important.”
Brandon sighed and shook his head. “You don’t really believe that nonsense, do you?”
Alex and Josh shot him the ‘shut up’ look they had perfected over the years. Brandon was the realist…the matter-of-fact…the one boring, stick-in-the-mud friend that everyone seemed to have. But, his logical thinking and rationing had kept them from getting themselves killed on many occasions, so they kept him around. Not to mention he was the one who always had the money to do cool stuff.
“Yes, someone was killed –“
“Gah! Someone? Someone? Get it right Brandon! Five people were killed…no, not just killed…slaughtered in this house.”
“Josh is right, man. Five people were mutilated by their own hired hand. Sometimes I wonder about you.”
Brandon sighed and shook his head harder. The line moved fairly quickly, which surprised everyone until they got closer to the ticket booth. People were only spending a few seconds in the house before running back out the front door screaming.
Alex looked at Josh and grinned. “SWEET!”
Brandon paid for the trio and marched stoically in front of them toward the entrance. “I don’t believe in any of that crap. They are just stories created to prey on the weak minded.”
The Grim Reaper Haunted House company set up a series of jump scares and costumed volunteers to line the enclosed black-light path from the ticket booth to the front door of the Flatly House where the murders took place so many years ago.
The screaming, laughter, and pushing and pulling from Alex and Josh quickly got on Brandon’s nerves.
“Knock it off,” he said, reaching for the door. “I told you already how fake all this stuff is, so stop being babies!”
The old iron knob was icy cold under his palm and he could see his breath as he turned the knob. As he opened the door ….
As he opened the door, a large, black spider dropped from the ceiling of the foyer, causing all three boys to jump back. Brandon swatted at the papier-mâché spider. “What a piece of phony crap,” Brandon said.
“You almost shit your pants,” Alex laughed, lightly punching Brandon on his arm.
“Yeah, you jumped higher than either of us,” Josh teased.
“Whatever,” Brandon sighed. “Let’s get this nonsense over with,” he said as he stepped forward into the corridor. As the other two followed Brandon, they could hear him muttering words like “bogus” and “lame” and “sham.”
“Get in the Halloween spirit,” Alex said.
“Yeah, go with the flow, Brandon,” Josh added. “Stop being such a Debbie Downer.”
“This is such a total waste of ….”
Brandon was cut off in mid sentence when someone — or something — stepped out in front of him.
Now for my portion.
…parts of the ceiling started to fall down off of the dilapidated structure. Brandon said, “We should leave before something really bad happens to us.” Alex said, “Stop being such a baby, you couldn’t even finish watching that Freddy Krueger movie last night and I had to watch the end of it with your little sister.” Brandon said, “The report that I read on this haunted house said that there were six ax murders committed here just like in that Jack Nicholson movie ‘The Shining’ and that gave me the shivers.” Josh said, “Ax murders are no big deal, as people get massacred all the time, children get lost, demons get angry and ghosts just add that special ambiance to keep your heart pumping.”
Alex said, “I think that this is the spot where that botched appendectomy took place and left the poor guy unable to walk or talk, and now he is only able to communicate by blinking his eyes, once for yes and twice for no. This other guy was kidnapped and put in a torture chamber down the basement, where they harvested his organs, we should check that out next.” Just then several objects started flying around, and they all heard scratching, shouts, moans and weeping noises coming in through the walls. The guys started shoving each other to get out of this room as the sound of chains being dragged across the floor seemed to be right underneath them. Brandon said, “I am pretty sure that if we stay in here much longer, we will be physically assaulted and my only hope is that we won’t be sodomized by demonic spirits.” Josh said, “I am not leaving until we uncovered the dark secret behind the frequent apparitions that have been reported.”
At that moment four girls ran past them screaming and one of them was saying, “I see dead people.” A different girl said, “This is a good place to set up our wigi board, let’s see if we can summon Jack the Ripper.” Alex said, “I think I know one of those girls, we should….
Sadly this is where my part of the story ends and I am going to tag teleportingwena/ghostmmnc to pick up the story here, as I know she loves a good ghost story, however she has been having some computer issues lately.