Dr Pervo - Book I - Chapter 2 (Dr Pervo's Secret Hideout)

by MrXexposed

Stephanie Brown receives an email from her friend, Tim Drake, inviting her to a Halloween party. (In chapter 1) Felicity Smoak, who has been monitoring Internet transmissions, discovers the email is from a suspicious server located in a deserted warehouse in the plighted docks district. Unaware of the potential danger, Stephanie, dressed as Red Riding Hood, goes to the address.

DR. PERVO - BOOK I

2. Dr. Pervo's Secret Hideout

Meanwhile, outside a menacing looking, vacant building in a derelict section of town, Stephanie Brown cautiously pulled her blue Toyota Prius up to the broken curb at the location the onboard GPS insisted was the address she had entered into her navigation system. The streets were dark and deserted, and the only sign of life for blocks was a dimly flickering, metal-caged light in the brick facing above a rust-pitted, reinforced steel door with 25 Kord Street stenciled on it. There was a large square of cardboard taped below the address that had "Halloween party here!" scribbled in large, black-marker lettering.

It was the address Tim Drake provided in the invitation he had emailed her earlier that evening. She hadn't heard from him for days because he was deeply involved in an undercover investigation, and the promise of getting to see him that night, despite the long drive and late hour, was far too enticing to pass up. But where are all the other vehicles? Or people? Was she early? She wondered as she checked her phone. It was nearly midnight. She then noticed the no parking sign just down the street and figured there must be access to a parking lot or garage somewhere. She tried texting Tim, but didn't get an immediate response. "Oh well, I guess I'll just ask someone at the party," she muttered to herself as she exited the car.

Stephanie carefully crossed the uneven sidewalk that was riddled with ruts, her red high heels making traversing the terrain hazardous. The bent, brown stalks of dead weeds sprouted everywhere through cracks in the crazy mishmash of concrete and asphalt. Trash and other debris littered the desolate landscape, and crumpled papers rolled along on a cold breeze that chilled her to the bone. She pulled the red hood of her cloak over her head as she approached the door.

The door opened with an ominous creaking, revealing a small lobby eerily bathed in orange light. There were jagged holes in the walls and the dingy paint was splintered and peeling away. The ramshackle tile flooring was sporadically buried by dirt and gravel, there was trash everywhere, and she screeched when a fat rat suddenly scampered away, knocking over a glass bottle in its haste. The bottle made a loud clanking as it rolled several feet before coming to a stop against the remnants of a sliced up cardboard box. She berated herself for letting an oversized mouse startle her. In the middle of the room there was a big cardboard square sitting on an easel with further directions to the party. A black arrow pointed to the left, and next to the arrow was printed: "take the elevator to the fifth floor!" Despite being disgusted by the surroundings, Stephanie reminded herself that it was a Halloween party apparently being held in an appropriately haunted building. She headed for the elevator and pressed the "arrow up" button. Immediately the doors opened revealing a dimly lighted and dingy compartment that smelled unbearably musty. She entered and pressed the button for the fifth level, which she noted must be the top floor of the building due to the lack of higher numbered buttons. Bracing herself as the elevator jolted into motion, it jerked, groaned and squealed in protest until coming to an abrupt halt a few minutes later. A cheerfully out of place ding announced her arrival at the fifth floor, accompanied by the doors opening to complete blackness.