Prologue: It Started With The Book
October 25, 3015
"No...no...nope...uh-uh...hmmm, that's interesting-oh, no, no, not that one..."
Rocky Raccoon was wandering around in the presidential library in Washington DC. Halloween was just around the corner, and he was searching for a book of scary stories to tell to his kids and their friends. While he was browsing one section of the library, he suddenly came across a large book, and pulled it out of the shelf to look at it. Its covers were a dark-brown. It was also very dusty, too, so Rocky blew most of it off. The title on the cover read "Treehouse Of Horror". And when he turned it around, there was a message scrawled on the back that said, "WARNING! DO NOT READ!"
He had never seen a book like this before, although the title looked a little...familiar. But despite the warning that was written on the back of the book, he couldn't help but be tempted to read it. Rocky proceeded to open the book to look inside. His eyes widened-there were a LOT of scary stories inside of that book! He had certainly hit the jackpot. And he had just started scanning the pages when he heard what sounded like an evil cackle of an old lady, echoing through the halls of the library. Rocky cringed, but then he shrugged his shoulders and continued turning the pages. Upon turning another page, he yelped in pain and looked at his finger, which had produced a tiny slit-like wound. A paper cut.
"Oh, well," thought Rocky. "There are always bandages in the bathroom."
Rocky looked through the book for a while, before deciding to close it up. But there arose a huge problem-he couldn't close it! Try as he could, he still couldn't close the book. Another cackle filled the room again, this time with a raspy and eerie voice: "You've been warned..."
Something else happened that sent a chill through his spine. Blood began seeping out of the book, and he quickly dropped it on the ground, and backed away as he watched in complete horror. A bright green light shone out of the book-before he knew it, he was being sucked in towards it!
"Help!" Rocky screamed. He grabbed anything he could hold on to, but the force of the vacuum in the book was too strong for him. "Bright Eyes! B.E.! W-w-where are you, babe? HEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLP!" And then, it was all over.
Time passed. Bright Eyes entered the library, looking for her husband. She called out, "Rocky! Rocky, are you in there? Have you already picked out a book? We don't want our sons waitin-" She froze. She had found what was left of Rocky-his jacket, his Rolex watch, and the book he had unknowingly pulled out. Bright Eyes let out a blood-curdling scream.
"ROCKY!"
Her husband...was missing.