Hello interwebers. I know it's been a while, but I hope that you guys like this story. Past Always Repeats seems to be my most popular series, so I thought I would take a swing at another Horror genre story. I saw House of 1000 Corpses not to long ago, liked it and fell in love with Tiny's character. With him having zero Fics I had to write one. This is set about a year before the movie and I don't know yet if I will include the movie. So without further ado, the first chapter.
"Maggie, get your head out of that book. It's so dark you can't even see it anyway." She gave Stan a blank stare while slowly closing it and replacing it in her satchel. Although he was correct in his assumption, she could in fact not make out the words on the page in this particular lighting, she found it better to struggle with seeing the book rather than social interaction. Books were always easier to Maggie, what was written was what was meant. So in the long run she'd take a book over a person any day.
"Now that you're on Earth, maybe you can enjoy the sights." Giving a hard stare out the window, she saw nothing, but sand and dead grass. "Well it's not much, but at least join in with the conversation or something. This may be the last time we see each other for a while. With you going away for your residency and all." Maggie knew he meant well, but over the years Stan had become a bit of a nuisance. Basically knowing each other since before their birth, their parents being good friends and all, she had grown tolerant of his present. But when the news of her residency came earlier than expected, taking no summer breaks and always studying really paid off, he became frantic about a trip. A last adventure he had said and she finally gave in, if only to stop his badgering. So here she was in the back of Stan's car with him and his girlfriend Tina in the front.
"If she doesn't want to have fun, then that's her problem." Tina's sickly sweet voice countered. Since the beginning of their relationship, Tina had always been outlandishly snide towards Maggie. Though Maggie could never fathom why, she just ignore her like most everyone else.
"Honey, this trip is to celebrate her graduation. Out of medical school at 24, can you believe it!" Stan was shouting by the end, something neither girl appreciated. "Besides I found out about this weird museum on a late night commercial, that seemed interesting." At the word museum Maggie perked up, if only a little.
"Museum?" Was repeated by her softly.
"Yeah, it was this clown and it had all of this weird stuff like shrunken heads and psychos. Thought it would be worth checking out. Speak out the devil, look there's the build board." Sure enough a large sign that stated 'The Museum of Monsters & Madmen' with a picture of a clown pointing to it. Seeing that it was only the next exit, Maggie decided to lazily gaze out the window and wait for the last few miles to drift away.
It wasn't long before they reached the museum, lit up like a casino, the place was hard to miss. Maggie was the first to hop out. She walked up to the front door with her satchel wrapped securely across her shoulder, looking more like a solider than a young woman. Stan smiled as he stepped out of the car, glad he picked a good location, while Tina begrudgingly tipped out of the vehicle.
The first thing to greet them heading in were that of an overzealous clown at a check out counter.
Captain Spaulding observed the group of young adult that came into his establishment. Two where obviously a couple, holding hands and such. An average size and looking blonde male, the other was as average in the like brunette female. Nothing special, a couple you wouldn't give a second glance to. It was the final member of their group that interested the clown. Standing at a meager 5 feet, she had unruly, curly red hair, pale complexion, and plenty of cushion for the push'n, if you got his meaning. She was a fine specimen in his mind indeed; though her face showed little emotion, he was sure once he lured them to the family, he could change that.
"Well hello there ladies and gentleman. Captain Spaulding here and this is my Museum of Monsters and Madmen. Have a look around and if you find this interesting then you should buy tickets for the all inclusive tour. Which includes my famous fried chicken, best recipe at the fair three years running." Making his accent thicker than normal, for show of course. He spread his arms wide gesturing to his collection.
Maggie threw a critical eye across the room, trying to disconcert real from fake. She found herself in front of one area of skulls that seemed to be to detailed to be faked, when a hand clasped her shoulder. Swinging her self around, putting all her weight on her right foot, she aimed to hit the offender. Only stopping herself short when she relised it was Stan.
"Whoa there, I got us some tickets for the tour."
Spaulding interested peeked a bit more at that gesture. Be it from her reaction, control, or the boy brushing it off as a regular thing.
As he gave his usual speech Spaulding noticed the little one kept saying the oddest things. From what he could understand it sounded like medical mumbo jumbo. By the time the tour was over he curiosity got the better of him and he had to ask. "Little lady, what was all that nonsense you where spouting out on my ride."
She didn't seem to hear him at first, or she was just ignoring him.
Then in a soft almost not there voice she answered. "I was just quoting off medical equations. How much blood the human body could loose before shutting down, How long a person could live on raw human flesh. Though I couldn't think of one for your last madman, him being a doctor and not a patient of sorts."
Making it back to the front counter, Spaulding was looking at the girl in a new light. "Well I'll be, for a young pretty little thing you sure got a lot of book smarts. Hey, I never asked, What were you folks doing in this neck of the woods anyway?"
Though he wanted the girl to answer the boy decided to. "Well, our little Maggie here just graduated medical school. So I decided a last hoora was in order. With her going into residency I'll barely be able to see her anymore." It wasn't lost on Spaulding or Tina how he said that, although Maggie was always oblivious to his feelings, brushing it off as friendliness.
"If you really want this trip to be amazing, I can give you directions to the tree Doctor Satan himself was legend to be buried under." Spaulding had set his trap all he needed was for the idiot to agree.
"I don't know about that Stan." Tina whined.
"Oh, come on Honey, it's not like he's alive. Besides this could be the last time for a long time that we can all spend time together." Giving her a reassuring kiss, the three then received their directions and free chicken, leaving Spaulding with a call to make.
"Yeah, I sent them your way. Don't touch the red head though, just tie her up and leave her be." The trap had been sprung.