Recently, I've decided to try out a bunch of different genres. So I now present to you a horror story. It will probably contain some gore later on though, so be warned. This first chapter, however, isn't really horrifying. It's just to introduce the scene, the characters, and everything else. Next chapter should be where the action begins. Disclaimer: I don't own Mario or any of the characters. They belong to Nintendo.

Lend a Hand

Rosalina shut her eyes as the bright sun began to assault her the moment she stepped outside. She waited a moment for her eyes to adjust, and then continued walking to her destination.

A toad walked by and greeted her. She waved to him, then, remembering the dozens of shopping bags she was carrying, quickly positioned them under them again.

Rosalina believed that she had bought everything that they needed for the fundraiser. Vegetables, fruits, breads, and other foods were stuffed in every grocery bag and were nearly falling out. It seemed like too much for one person to carry, but she had accepted the task, and now she had to fulfill it.

The leafy end of a carrot tickled her nose and the princess tried to hold it in. She was unsuccessful, and one of the bags slipped off of another, falling towards the ground.

Luckily, a green dinosaur dived and caught the bag before its contents could spill out onto the floor. He stood up and smiled at the girl, who smiled back.

"Thanks Yoshi. It's a good thing you came by when you did."

"Anytime. Say, I just got done with my assignment, so I was about to head back to St. Pat T.'s hospital too. May I help you with those?"

"Sure." she said. Yoshi took half of the bags, relieving her of much of the stress.

"It sure is nice of you to come all the way out here to the Mushroom Kingdom to help us out with the fundraiser. I'm sure you must have been pretty busy." Yoshi said, shifting the bags in his arms into a better position.

"It's no problem. I'm glad to help out in any way I can, especially since it's for a good cause."

"Yeah. It's great that we'll be able to raise money to fund the hospital. I heard that many of the patients have already been transferred to other hospitals due to the cut backs in their budget. Less than twenty remain. The other hospitals are getting too crowded and can't support all of the new patients. That's why it's important for this fundraiser to be a success. If it is, then more people can be moved there instead, lifting the pressure off of the other hospitals. Divide and conquer, eh?"

Rosalina nodded. She was glad to be a part of it. Not only would she be helping people, but she would be able to spend time with her friends again. She hadn't seen them for quite a while. It was also very difficult to send messages to her since she was always on a comet traveling through the cosmos, so nobody had been able to keep in touch with her. But a few weeks earlier, she had been able to receive a special invitation from Princess Peach to attend the fundraiser. Her friends would be there as well, able to use their fame to attract more customers. It also came as a shock to her to discover that she had quite a few fans as well. Mario had told people about his intergalactic adventure and had informed people about her help, creating adoring fans that didn't even know what she looked like, but were eager to meet her.

When Rosalina found out about this, she couldn't contain her excitement. Of course she wanted to help out and see her friends again, but being able to meet her fans played a big part in it as well. As soon as she had finished reading the message, she set a course straight for the Mushroom Kingdom. When she arrived, Princess Peach offered to let her stay in a spare room at the castle. It had been relaxing for a few days, a break away from caring for the Lumas she cared about so much, but also grew weary from. But after a while, she began to worry about them once more. She knew that they were safe in orbit around the planet with a squad of Peach's maids who had offered to keep an eye on them until Rosalina departed. But she just couldn't help worrying about them as if she were their mother. Technically, she wasn't. But she was the closest thing to one for them.

"Rosalina?" Yoshi repeated her name again.

"Huh?"

"I said that we're here. Are you going to drop these off inside with me, or not?"

"Oh, yes. I'm sorry. I was just lost in my thoughts." she said, shaking her head. Then she followed Yoshi into the hospital.

When they reached the cafeteria they saw Toadsworth talking to Peach about something.

"…and no running with scissors, it's dangerous. Now that covers page eight of my safety list. Now onto page nine."

Peach sighed and rested her head on the table in front of her.

"Um, we have the food you wanted." Rosalina interrupted, placing the bags on the table.

"Hm?" the elderly toad stared at them for a moment, confused, then his eyes lit up and he rushed towards them.

"Oh! Splendid! Good work, yes, very good work."

Peach stood up as well, a look of relief on her face. She walked over to Yoshi and Rosalina and helped them place the groceries on the table.

"Thank you both. I hope it wasn't too much trouble getting these back here."

"Nah, we were able to manage it just fine." Yoshi stated proudly.

Toadsworth grabbed a rather large bag from Yoshi and tried to transfer it to the table. The bag's weight shifted forward, sending the old man careening in the direction as well. He leaned back to even out the distribution of the weight, but it sent him stumbling backwards instead.

"Do you need help with that, Toadsworth?" Peach asked, worried about the old man's health.

"Hut! Help? Perish the thought! I can do this myself. I'm as strong as an ox and as limber as a-" Toadsworth said, but was cut off as he fell backwards, the bag falling on top of him and pinning him to the floor.

He groaned and said in a muffled voice, "Perhaps I could use some assistance…"

The three couldn't help but laugh at the poor man's blunder. Yoshi helped him up, Toadsworth muttering about back pain under his breath. Rosalina turned back to Peach.

"So, is there anything else I can do to help?"

Peach smiled at her and took her hand, leading her out of the hospital to where the stalls were being set up.

I'll have one of the mushroom pies, please." a toad said.

"Certainly." Rosalina smiled at him and handed him the food he had requested. He gave her the appropriate amount of coins, thanked her, and walked away. Rosalina prepared herself for the next customer.

She was sweating slightly and felt rather shaky. The people were friendly, but she wasn't used to having so many people around her. Floating through space, cut off from civilization with nobody else except a horde of star children had made her quite shy and claustrophobic around other people.

But she took a deep breath and prepared to speak with the next person waiting in line. She had decided to run the baked goods stall, so she would stick to her job and refuse to give up. Starting something and giving up halfway was something she would never allow herself to do.

The next customer stepped up to the stand, this one a young toad girl with yellow braids.

"Hello. How may I help you?" Rosalina asked.

"I want one of those!" the toad bounced up and down excitedly as she pointed to a slice of apple pie.

"Of course. That'll be five coins, please."

The toad stopped bouncing and frowned at the money in her hand. She looked up at Rosalina, her eyes wet with unshed tears on the verge of overflowing.

"All I have is th-three…"

Rosalina didn't know what to do. She had never done something like this before. Was she just supposed to tell the little girl to pay up or get lost? That seemed awfully mean. Rosalina didn't think she could do something so heartless.

She put a hand on the little girl's shoulder and looked into her eyes.

"Don't worry. I'll just pay those last two coins for you, okay?"

The girl's eyes lit up, a huge grin spreading across her face.

"R-really? You mean it?"

"Of course."

The toad gave Rosalina her money and took the slice of pie. She shrieked with glee and started to skip away, but came back a moment later.

"Thank you, lady."

Rosalina smiled and waved goodbye to her. She turned back to the line to see that it had finally subsided…for now.

She sighed and rested her head on the table, her eyes closed and her head pounding. Never before had she had to talk to so many people in one sitting. The nervous tension and unfamiliarity had left her with an exposed sensation and splitting headache. The weather didn't help much either. The afternoon sun was blazing down on her from above and heating the ground beneath her, making her feel like an egg cooking in a pan. She truly had felt better.

Despite her physical condition, she had loved every part of the day. She had gotten to talk with her friends and help them and she had gotten to meet some of her fans.

She smiled to herself as she remembered their reactions. Rosalina had been bombarded with questions and compliments. Most of them had even asked for autographs. She was ecstatic, but at the same time very uncomfortable. She had felt as though she had been being pulled under thick, swampy water in the crowd, but she also enjoyed the fact that others appreciated her and wanted to know more about her. Perhaps she would speak with them again later.

Rosalina's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a voice call her name.

"Hey, Rose? You okay?"

Rosalina lifted her head to see Daisy, the princess of Sarasaland, standing before her, a worried expression plastered on her face.

Rosalina gave her a weak smile and said, "I'm fine. It's just a little headache, that's all. I'll be okay."

Daisy crossed her arms and frowned at her, obviously not buying it.

Rosalina sighed. "Okay. I guess I don't feel too good."

"Well that's obvious. You need a break." Daisy said. "How about I take this stand off your hands for a while?"

Rosalina's eyes widened. "Than what will I do to help?"

"Do whatever, have fun! You don't always have to be helping people, you know. I swear you're just like Peach…" the tomboy said, giving a good natured shove to the other girl. "Now go and look around. There's plenty to see."

Rosalina stood still for a moment. But wasn't the point of her being there to help out? If Daisy wanted her gone, wouldn't that be the exact opposite of what she was meant to do?

Oh, I get it. she thought. Daisy knew that I needed time to get back in shape. If I'm not performing at my very best, then I can't be working efficiently enough to produce a constant, successful rate of income. So by stepping out and letting Daisy take charge, I WILL be helping.

Rosalina smiled, oblivious to the way she was over thinking things. With this comforting thought, Rosalina began to walk away, but stopped when she heard shouting.

"COME ONE, COME ALL, TO DAISY'S DELICIOUS AND DELECTABLE BAKED FOOD STAND! You want it, we got it! Pies, cakes, cookies, muffins, all at low, low prices! They're delicious and full of flavor! And not to mention the ingredients. We would never stoop lower than the freshest berries for these pies. And it's all for our valued customers."

In no time at all, a large crowd had gathered around Daisy, all rushing to get as much food as they could. Rosalina chuckled and moved on.

It wasn't long before Rosalina ran into another familiar face.

"Hey! You there! Wouldn't you like to have a kiss with the one and only Wario?"

She turned toward the voice to see Wario talking to a koopa woman. He leaned on the counter and gave her a sly grin, raising his eyebrows a couple of times to try to persuade her.

The koopa, however, was utterly repulsed.

"Are you crazy?" she cried, backing away, a look of half horror and half pity on her face. "I wouldn't kiss you for all of the coins in the world!"

"Come on. You know you can't resist THIS." Wario beckoned to her, puckering his lips.

The woman nearly threw up. Instead, she slapped him, leaving a large red mark from where she had him. Then she ran off, a hand placed in front of her mouth in order to avoid puking.

Wario grumbled and rested his head on his hand, scowling and muttering about how the fundraiser wasn't turning into the goldmine he was expecting. Rosalina quickly walked on, not wanting him to confront her either.

Soon Rosalina spotted the two people she would have least expected to see.

"Come and get it while supplies last!" Bowser Jr. shouted to those nearby. "Have you ever looked in the mirror to see some gnarly old guy or wrinkly old lady staring back at you? Well not anymore! With Everyoung Elixir, that's all in the past. Drink it, and I guarantee one hundred and ten percent that you will never see those unsightly blemishes again. Bye-bye, bags! Later, liver spots! It's scientifically proven to work. In fact, eleven out of ten doctors recommend Everyoung Elixir."

By this time a crowd had gathered. But not all of them believed what he said.

"How do we know it works?" one asked.

"Good question, you dumb buffoon." He muttered the last part so no one else could hear. "How about we have a volunteer demonstrate? You, in the back."

The crowd parted and Rosalina glanced around to see who he was talking to. But he was pointing at her.

"M-Me?"

"No, Grambi, who took time out of his busy schedule and came all the way here from the Overthere just to sample some of my wares. Of course I mean you. Now get over here."

Rosalina walked over to him and stood by the young koopa kid, feeling very uncomfortable under the crowd's gaze.

Jr. climbed a small stepladder so that he was standing next to Rosalina's head. He then pointed at a particular part of her face, his tiny claw poking her cheek.

"Do you see that? A wart!" the crowd squinted, struggling to see something. A few nodded, but Rosalina was sure that she didn't have a wart there. She placed a finger on her face where Jr. had touched her. She looked at it to find a bit of gravy on it.

"But there's no need to fear," he said, climbing down and grabbing a bottle, then climbing back up the ladder. "because Everyoung Elixir will take care of that!"

He took the cap off and put the bottle in her mouth. Startled, she coughed and spluttered as it ran down her throat. It tasted horrible, like sugar water mixed with soap and chlorine.

Jr. took the bottle away, brushing the back of his hand across the 'wart' as he did so to make it disappear.

"See? It's gone!"

The crowd was amazed and instantaneously rushed forward to get their hands on the merchandise, surrounding Jr.

"Easy now, easy now! Not all at once! Wait your turn you animals! Ouch! Hey, don't touch that!"

While Jr. was selling the supplies, Bowser was standing within a small tent behind the stand making more of the fake elixir.

It didn't surprise her that they would try to scam people. But before she could stop them, a police man showed up and inquired as to what the two were doing. Rosalina decided to let the law enforcement agent take care of things, and she left.

After wandering around for another few minutes, Rosalina decided to rest in the hospital where it was hopefully more peaceful.

When she entered, she noticed a pronounced difference. It was much quieter and the festive mood had vanished. It seemed still, almost as if time itself had stopped only within the building. It was also very empty. Nobody was in the lobby or walking through the halls. It seemed very peaceful, but also very unsettling, as if something would jump out and grab her before she even had time to scream.

But still she wandered on; her curiosity peaked by the eerie serenity.

Just as she was thinking that there was nobody in the hospital, she quite literally ran into somebody else.

She was a toad with a sea green cap and white spots. She had brown hair in a single braid that fell over her left shoulder. Her eyes were dark blue, gentle and soft, the kind of eyes that a mother would have if she were comforting her scared child. She appeared to be a nurse since she was wearing one of their uniforms.

"Eep! Oh, I'm so sorry!" the woman said with an accent that Rosalina couldn't quite determine. "I really should have watched where I was going. I just sort of space out when I'm walking, you know? It's a terrible habit of mine, really.

"It's okay. It was also my fault. I didn't think anybody else was here."

"Oh, I guess so. Really it's just me and the few patients who remain. But they're all in their rooms. Oh, and Nass T. should be around here somewhere, cleaning the floors and mumbling about the noise outside or something."

"Nass T.?"

"He's the janitor here. Grumpy old fellow, but a good sort. Oh, I suppose I haven't introduced myself either, have I? My name is Swee T. May I ask who you are, dear?

"Rosalina." she said. "My name is Rosalina. Pleased to meet you."

"What a lovely name. And you are quite pretty too." Swee T. said, a glint of envy in her eye. "I bet you have all sorts of men chasing after you!"

Rosalina blushed and looked away. "Oh, not really. I don't tend to see a lot of guys anyway, I become far too busy with the children."

Swee T. looked confused.

"Children? Your children?"

"I suppose they are mine, yes."

"How many do you have?"

"Oh, many of them. I'm usually really busy taking care of them, plus there isn't a lot of social interaction with anyone else in space."

Now Swee T. looked extremely puzzled. She seemed to be deep in thought for a minute, but then she gave a weak chuckle.

"Ah, yes. I see. Well, it was nice talking to you." She said nervously.

They said their goodbyes and parted ways, Rosalina wondering if Swee T. perhaps misunderstood something.

Rosalina stopped and looked out the window, surprised to see the sun already beginning to set and the mass of people diminishing. It had felt as if she had only left the stall a half hour ago, but it had probably been longer. Rosalina felt bad about leaving Daisy in charge of the stall for so long. She would have to apologize to her later.

She decided to travel to the cafeteria where they had all decided to meet up at after the festivities had ended.

Rosalina glanced from side to side. All of the rooms were either empty or the doors were shut. But one room in particular caught her attention. The door was open and she saw somebody sitting on the bed and staring out the window. She wasn't sure why, but she silently entered the room, moving as if some force were dragging her into the room.

The man turned to look at her. He was a koopa, most likely in his late twenties. His eyes were dark green and full of sadness, shadows lying under them from lack of sleep. His shell was a deep blue. Scars ran across it, the various crisscrossing lines glinting in the orange sunlight. He wore green shoes, worn out and dusty, the once stunning emerald color now demoted to a dull, faded green. His most noticeable feature was his lack of a right hand. Where a hand should have been, there was nothing, his arm ending abruptly at a stub. He did have a left hand, but upon closer inspection, it was not his own. The hand was a fake and did not match the color of his skin, his skin being yellow, but the hand a steely gray. It looked as if it had been sewn onto him without much of a care of the result, creating a look of utter deformity.

"May I help you?" his voice was solemn and calm.

Rosalina quickly brought her eyes away from his hand and up to meet his, afraid that he had caught her staring.

He noticed and held the hand out to her.

"You can stare all you want. I'm used to it."

"I'm sorry. I'll be leaving now." Rosalina began to walk out of the room, embarrassed and feeling a strange sense of foreboding, but the koopa stopped her.

"No, it's quite alright. What is your name?"

Rosalina turned to face him again, relieved to see that he was so calm. "Rosalina."

"My name is Konnor." He gestured to a chair near the bed, and Rosalina sat in it.

There was a moment of silence, and Rosalina felt an unsettling sensation envelope her. She had been longing for silence, a moment of peace that would allow her to escape from the vivacious activities occurring outside, a retreat into something she was used to. But this silence was far different. She felt as if noise, any noise at all, was a necessity. Rosalina felt as if she was being suffocated as the man stared into her eyes, the his face devoid of any expression whatsoever, making it impossible for Rosalina to detect anything he might be thinking. She felt as if she would never be free of this overwhelming feeling unless she spoke.

"Why are you all alone in here? Wouldn't you much rather be outside with everyone else?" the spell faded for just a moment, but returned again, strong as ever.

He glanced outside and scoffed at the people below.

"I could be down there, but I would much rather be alone in here. I'm not exactly fond of large crowds, or people for that matter."

"Why?"

"Because people are the ones who did this to me." he said as he held up his mismatched hand.

"I don't believe I understand."

"No one ever does."

She looked deep into his eyes, eyes that showed the soul of a tired man, but a man that still hoped and dreamed even after defeat. Then she asked, "Please, tell me."

Konnor seemed taken aback for a moment, but didn't hesitate to tell her.

"Very well. You see, I was born without any hands. At first it seemed like a death sentence to me, but I adapted to it and it wasn't so bad. But my social life wasn't a desirable one. Other children often teased me or patronized me, making me feel more as if I was an animal in a zoo. I grew to hate them, but there was nothing I could do to stop them. One day, a famous doctor announced that he would attempt a surgery to give me hands. My family and I were ecstatic, but then we found out about the fee. It was extremely expensive, and even with my mother and father working two jobs each, we were barely able to pay for it. But the doctor didn't tell us that he would not give me two hands, only one."

"The surgery was a 'success', but to me, it was far from it. The hand only works part of the time, and when it doesn't, it either stays limp or it will spas out of control. Plus, it is extremely uncomfortable, though I believe that word is an understatement. My body will not accept it as a part of me. The pain, uncomfortable feeling, and unreliability outweighed the pro of having the hand. People started suspecting me of being insane after I was seen trying to remove the hand. But I couldn't bear having the dreaded thing there. It was ruining my life more than it was helping it. They didn't have any solid proof of my insanity, though, so they put me in a hospital where they could keep a close eye on me. They feared that I would hurt myself or others due to my non-existent insanity. They told me that it would just take time to settle in, so I should be placed in a controlled environment where I could let the hand get used to my body, but I saw through their lie. I stayed in the hospital for years until I was finally released. The issue with the hand had remained the same, but I tried my best to act as normal as possible in fear that they would send me back. However, I was caught trying to remove the hand once more just two years ago, and I have been kept in here to this very day."

Rosalina was silent. She knew that nothing she would say would truly ease any of the suffering he had endured. But she needed to let him know something.

"I don't think that it is right for you to be locked up in here without any real reason, but please don't take out your anger on everyone. Everybody is unique and different, so labeling people without getting to know them is not fair. I know you won't forgive those people for what they did to you, but don't blame the people outside for it."

Konnor looked thoughtful, but then the slightest hint of a grin flashed across his face, making his eyes glow with a faint happiness. "You may be right, not everyone is the same. But then again, you may not. Either way, thank you."

The silence returned again, but softer than before. Rosalina turned her attention outside to where the fundraiser was dying down.

"I have an idea." Rosalina said, standing up. "Why don't you come with me? We can't participate in anything outside now, but I can introduce you to my friends."

The koopa almost accepted her offer, but he declined instead.

"No, thank you."

Rosalina waited a moment in case he would change his mind, but his mind was set.

"Okay. Goodbye Konnor."

She was about to exit the room, but the koopa grabbed her wrist with the odd hand. It felt cold and unnatural on her skin with no pulse of life or warmth. It was all she could do to not shudder.

Rosalina turned to face him, surprised to see an almost pleading look on his face.

"Wait, please don't go. It's…been a long time since I've had the chance to speak with someone as understanding as you."

It was at this time that Rosalina made a crucial decision, one that would influence the future in a way far greater than she ever could have predicted.

"I'm sorry. But I don't leave the Mushroom Kingdom for a few more weeks. I promise I can come back and visit you tomorrow."

Konnor's face changed to one of disappointment, but he nodded. "Alright then. Thank you for talking with me today."

Rosalina said goodbye to him and left the room, not sure how to feel about the entire incident.

"I can't believe how much money we raised!" Luigi cried.

"I can't believe no hot girls would kiss me." Wario grumbled.

"I can't believe we got busted by the cops." Bowser whined.

"I can." Mario said, poking the Koopa King in the forehead. "You were scamming people with junk that wouldn't work."

"Hey, we were gonna give fifteen percent to charity!" Jr. countered, slamming his hands dramatically on the table.

"Well now you're gonna give it all to the hospital." Toad chimed in.

"Just let it be known that it was never my intention to do so. Trust me, I've had pretty bad experiences with hospitals before, so there is no way that I would ever do anything to help one." Bowser grimaced as he remembered his previous stay at a specific clinic.

After they had finished cleaning up the stands and leftovers, Mario, Luigi, Peach, Daisy, Yoshi, Toad, Toadette, Wario, Waluigi, Bowser, Bowser Jr., and Rosalina had gathered in the cafeteria of the hospital, holding a small after party in honor of their success.

Everybody else had gone home, including Toadsworth who had no energy left by the end of the festivities because he spent the entire time rushing about, worrying about the safety issues.

"What time is it, Waluigi?" Peach asked.

Waluigi, the only person currently wearing a watch, checked his and said, "9:04"

"We have time." Daisy assured after she had finished chugging an entire liter of soda. She was about to throw it away when she got an idea. "Hey, let's play truth or dare!"

"What? No way! That's stupid." Bowser roared.

"Sure, why not?" Yoshi agreed.

"Sounds like fun." Toadette seconded.

"Everyone who wants to play, say aye!"

"Aye!" everyone in the room (except Bowser) chanted.

"Jr., you traitor!" Bowser called after his son as the young koopa kid hopped toward the table.

The game lasted for hours, Bowser eventually joining in out of boredom.

The group must have been making quite a racket, because an angry voice came screaming at them during the middle of Wario's dare to chuck a chair holding Bowser across the table.

"Do you know what time it is?" an elderly, furious man shouted as he burst into the room. "Patients are trying to sleep! Do you realize how much noise you are making!"

The man was an old toad, most likely the same age as Toadsworth. His cap was black with red spots and he had a gray, spiky mustache that divided his face into two hemispheres. Two bushy eyebrows hung above his eyes and perfectly matched the color of his mustache. His beady black eyes squinted and bore into the group like angry drills.

Peach was about to apologize for their behavior, but was interrupted by Daisy, having worked for far too long during the day and exhaustion clouding better judgment within her mind, gave the man a goofy grin and told him, "Right now, you're makin' a lot more noise than we are."

The man stopped for a moment, but went right back to scolding them.

"All of you should have gone home hours ago, when the event had ended!"

"I'd say we haven't been here long enough, eh Peach? Eh? Eh?" Daisy slurred, elbowing the air.

"Diasy? I'm over here." Peach said softly.

Daisy rubbed her eyes and looked at the princess. "Oh, right." She then proceeded to make her way over to the old man, stumbling into various objects as she did so.

The man huffed, his positively quivering as if it were alive and bristling in anger. "I say, this woman isn't even in her right state of mind!"

Daisy scowled and held up her fists. "You wanna tussle, gramps?"

"Wait, wait, wait! Please! Please stop!" Swee T. panicked, rushing into the room and waving her arms wildly. "Nobody fight! Please! Let's just calm down and settle this peacefully."

"These hooligans are being far too loud!"

"Now now, Nass T. Let's just ask them to be a tad bit quieter, okay?" she suggested, turning to the others for support, all of whom nodded.

"Hmph." Nass T. grunted, barely satisfied. "Very well. But they must be on their absolute best behavior, or they will be thrown out!"

Mario stepped forward, holding out his hand for a handshake. "We promise, sir."

"Don't just promise, boy! Do it! Actions speak louder than words."

Mario took a step backward, nodding.

Nass T. looked back and forth between the members of the party, satisfied for the time being.

"Very good. Now hush up!"

When they checked the time again, everyone found that it was 11:26 at night.

"Well, we really should be heading back home now, all of us." Peach suggested yawning.

"Yeah, I'm ready to hit the hay." Luigi agreed, gingerly shaking the sleeping Daisy's shoulders.

The entire group got up from the table and prepared to leave.

But that's when the power went out.

And the nightmare began.

Whew, that was long, a whole 13 pages or so. But it was fun. Sorry if it started off slow or didn't really seem like a horror story at all, but I wanted to show how the once peaceful atmosphere will turn into a hellish nightmare in just a matter of minutes. Sorry for the boring first chapter.

Anyways, you reviews are greatly appreciated. Please help by showing your support, and I will strive to keep putting chapter out.