Chapter Two
Adam relaxed in the attic next to Barbara while flipping through some old and dusty books. He found one that particularly caught his attention and engaged in the text while Barbara slept next to him, delicately resting her head on his shoulder. He looked at her admiringly, being careful not to disturb her. He loved her infinitely - quirkiness and all. She was everything he'd ever hoped to find in a partner, and more. Thinking about Barbara in this light always saddened him. You see, Adam had the thought in his mind that one day Barbara and himself would have a family of their own, that they'd raise their children in the perfectly gorgeous country house that the two of them renovated together. He imagined growing old with Barbara and spending nights with her wrapped in a pile of blankets by the fire.
Death changed everything.
As cruel or selfish as it may sound, Adam was grateful that Barbara had agreed to drive him into to town that morning. What if he had gone by himself and careened wildly by himself in the car? He hated to think of being dead and lonely. As long as Barbara was with him, he could survive.
Barbara breathed a sudden, deep breath in her sleep and turned inwards to Adam's body, snuggling close to his masculine frame. He smiled at her and gazed out of the window through his glasses. Setting his book down on the side-table, he too decided it best to get some rest.
As he drifted into the whimsical world of dreams, a monster lurked just a few feet away. He had a plan cleverly hidden in his prison-stripped sleeve. He abandoned his comedic self, and now was truly something of epically evil proportion.
Beetlejuice maneuvered his way silently around the attic, discovering the perfect hiding place behind some draped furniture. There he would wait for the perfect moment to strike on the unsuspecting couple. The Maitland's would soon be under his control.
He patiently waited out the rest of the night running his scheme through his disturbed mind repeatedly, growing all the more excited at having the chance to ruin and possibly destruct Barbara's soul, life, and remaining spirit.
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