The hills were rocky and it was going to be harder than hell to get away. I was on a cliff high above the ground way too far to jump. How did I end up here held against my will beneath the dirt and abuse?
It sounded like the greatest idea when Scarlet laid the idea on me one Friday afternoon after class. We could have the blast of all blasts in the middle of nowhere. There were drugs, drinks, and no one for hundreds of miles to disturb us. We didn't know when we picked the location out of a hat that they were already here. They were waiting for us; they let us set up the sound system and the tent, tiki torches for the night, everything for the party. It was a costume party for God sakes how was I to know that they were real.
They showed up like everyone else I remember telling him how cool his costume was and all he did was grunt in reply. He was a very tall man at least I had to look up at him. For his costume he was half man half reptile I guess. His skin had bumps that stood out like craters; he had a brownish tint too and was covered in what I identified as sand that served as a camouflage. Whoever did his makeup did a hell of a job. His face was done too it looked like he had bumps and what I think was a little puss from one of them being ruptured. It was so cool and frightening.
He was really difficult to see at different times throughout the night because of his color. He didn't drink and he didn't talk just sort of watched everyone I should have known something was up you know, but I just thought he was staying in character to be scary. He smelled too but I don't know why I didn't pay attention at the time. It was hot as hell in the desert we were all sweating; the dry heat in Arizona was so strong it felt like it was pushing you around.
He started to follow me around the party a little bit. I just thought he was maybe trying to pick me up but he never said anything. Then another guy much larger than the first comes up out of nowhere and caves in Billy's skull with some kind of hatchet. His blood spurted all over my face and costume. Everyone sort of paused at first like it was some kind of gag but as the big mutant guy kept picking us off one by one; we knew it was all real. He literally tore another guy in half with his bare hands by bending him backward until his back snapped and separated. It was so sick I puked right there on the ground.
Everyone was running ramped and there was already a pool of blood and bodies lying all over the ground. The big guy in the reptile costume or what I thought was a costume was standing right next to the huge murdering mutant guy whose biceps were as thick as tree trunks he was so tall he was towing in height, his whole body was big and butch like he was on steroids even his head even looked like it was pumped up on steroids too. He reminded me of a pissed off Davey Crocket hunter because he pulled out a freaking huge knife. The thing was he wasn't doing anything to the harm the half man half reptile he was busy killing the partygoers. That's when I figured they were at this party together.
The reptile guy was standing so still I will never forget the look he gave me as I started to run. He was looking at the ground like he just lost something and was searching only with his eyes. The minute I took off in the other direction he snarled and started after me. He was looking for me I realize that now. Slobber was running between the gaps in his unaligned teeth down over his chapped sunburned lip and mud covered chin. I started screaming for the first time since the murdering began, I was running for my life. It had gotten dark and I had run far away from the tiki torches by now. All I had was the light of the moon and it wasn't enough. A mutant had come out of one of their crawl spaces and jimmy rigged up a wire about ankle level. All I saw was the moon reflecting off some bolder size rocks lying around. I wasn't looking at the ground! Who watches the ground that closely while they are running? Anyway he was so close I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and it made my flesh crawl.
I was screaming all over again as he closed in on me, and just as it looked like I was done for, I was gaining ground between us little by little. I was beginning to feel like I might make it out alive. If I could lose him then maybe I could head back to Scarlet's car and drive away. With Scarlet of course but where was she? I hit the wire and my leg caught. I went down face first in the sand. At least it wasn't scorching sand just slightly warm from the sun during the day. I got up beating at my eyes as the sand stung them. I had to see what was going on but before I could clear my vision I felt two strong arms grab me roughly, hoisting me up into the air then dropping me back down so hard my neck jerked on impact. I opened my eyes trying to blink away some of the grains of sand just as I did a big fist came down over my head and I was out.
I woke up fighting. If this guy was still here I wasn't going to go easily. My arms ached and my wrists burned. They were being held behind my back as I struggled more it became apparent that my wrists were raw, it took me a while to realize I was tied to a rickety old chair in some kind of dirt tunnel. There was mannequins in a pile covered in dusty cobwebs a old black stroller on its side and a pile of other mess that I couldn't make out.
"Evey?" says Scarlet
"What?"
I was so startled; I almost fell over in the chair. There was Scarlet directly across from me tied to a chair too.
"What the hell is going on here? Is this some kind of fucked up game?" I yelled
"No Evey. I swear they must have had us here for at least a day now."
Scarlet starts to cry with her head down. Now Evey notices the cut on her forehead and the dried blood surrounding.
"What did they do to you?" whispers Evey
"Oh Evey…Evey." Scarlet wheeps.
"Scarlet!"
"Oh my God where am I?"
There is a girl next to Evey dressed up like Marilyn Manson shaking her head like she just woke up from a coma.
"Hey. Can you move?" Evey asks the girl.
"I…what happened?" asks the girl
"They are holding us here." Says Evey
"Who?…what are you talking about?" she asks.
The girl tries to get free but the ropes containing her are too tight. They tear at her skin each time she moves.
"Hey! I didn't sign up for this kind of party!" she says
"Neither did I!" Evey snaps.
She goes back to Scarlet ignoring the Manson girl.
"Scarlet are you okay?" asks Evey
"Yes…I think so." Sniffs Scarlet
She has stopped crying for the time being.
"We have to get out of here now." Says Evey.
