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Rats
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The field was large, covered in dead overgrown grass and weeds. Not even the morning dew could soften the stiff dry twigs of the dying grass.
They got out of the cars, as they stepped into the field the grass came to their knees. It was like walking trough huge bundles of hay as they moved towards the center of the field, where the glass cube had already been positioned.
Dennis whaled in pain as he stepped up to the glass prison, the flashing images of people being hacked to bits by a swinging axe were worse than the pain they brought to his skull.
"What is it?" Cyrus eagerly asked him.
"You don't want to know!" he mumbled.
Evy turned around slowly, she slid on the viewers, then the others heard the sound of screaming and turned in the direction of where the speakers were being set up.
Dennis put on the viewers, he saw the large man dressed as an infant swinging his bloody axe at the workers Cyrus had hired to set things up.
"Oh shit!" he screamed as the axe cut into one of the men.
Evy just stood by the cube, frozen in fear.
"Come on!" Dennis yelled, grabbing her hand, she quickly snapped back to reality.
Evy and Dennis ran away from the cube towards the cars, they then came to a dead halt. They both stared down at the ground, their eyes wide from the sight of the small woman dressed in doll clothes before them. She then disappeared from in front of them, but when they turned around she was standing behind them, accompanied by her 300-pound son and his bloody axe.
"Shhh... back up slowly." Dennis whispered, creeping backwards.
Evy remained silent as she slowly walked backwards away from the ghosts, Dennis moved in front of her, trying his best to guard her from the vengeful spirits.
"Transmit the spells!!!" Cyrus called to Henry who staggered over the cut up bodies nervously and flipped the switch.
The familiar sound called to the Great Child and Dire Mother, they slowly turned, disappearing in a flash.
"Oh shit." Dennis sighed, letting out a huge breath as he almost collapsed on top of Evy in relief.
The two tortured souls appeared inside the glass prison just as Henry flipped the switch, locking them inside.
The black vans pulled up to a hotel in Memphis about a half an hour later. The group, or what was left of it after meeting Harold and Margaret Shelburne, gathered in the main lobby.
"Okay, we got a little problem... " Serena told them as she walked away from the main desk towards them.
"Great, now what?" Evy mumbled.
"Well, since you quit when Cyrus booked the rooms here... only two were reserved." Serena said in a conceded manner.
"Ahhh... great!" Dennis said yawning, as he held his head in his hands.
"Well, I'll just have to pay my way." Evy said, walking to the main desk.
"Hello, and welcome to the Memphis Marriott East, how my I help you?" the young blonde at the desk babbled.
"Yes, I'd like a room for tonight." Evelyn told her.
"Ok, single room... that will be a total of $129.95 please." The girl said.
Evy emptied her pockets, she only had a total of thirty-three dollars, and fifteen cents.
"I don't think my life can get any worse!" she whaled as she slightly beat her forehead against the desk.
"Uh, miss, if you can't pay, I'll have to ask you to..." the girl began to say.
"I mean my best friend gets impaled by this girl whose body closely resembles chop suey! Then I nearly get hacked to bits by the sideshow! Now I don't even have a bed to sleep in!!!" Evelyn began to yell, Dennis just sat in the lobby chair, rubbing his temples as he watched her have a nervous break down.
"Evelyn! What in the bloody hell are you doing!" Henry complained as he walked over to her, trying to stop her from making a scene. "If you don't stop Cyrus will-"
"Fuck Cyrus Kriticos!" she screamed frantically, Dennis sprang up, when he saw the look on Serena's face.
"Evy, no, Evy... calm down!" Dennis rambled as he grabbed her hands, trying to stop her from waving them around madly. "You can have my room, I'll just stay down here or in the car, we'll think of something!"
"Aahhhhh!!!!!" she yelled in irritation.
They walked back to the lobby as Dennis finally got her to calm down.
"Sorry... tension break... it had to happen." Evy muttered as she sat down in the chair.
"Its fine, you can have my room, I'll find somewhere else to stay the night." He sighed.
"No! It's my fault! I'm not even supposed to be here, I'll stay in the car." Evelyn whined.
"No! I'll sleep in the car!"
The two argued lightly, back and forth until Serena finally became annoyed.
"Hey! I have an idea! How bout you both stay in the room?" Serena enticingly suggested.
"Uh, okay..." Evy shuttered.
"I guess I could sleep on the couch..." Dennis whispered.
"I don't think these rooms have couches." Serena teased.
"Fine! I'll sleep on the floor!" Dennis said, agitated, waving his hands at her.
Rats
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The field was large, covered in dead overgrown grass and weeds. Not even the morning dew could soften the stiff dry twigs of the dying grass.
They got out of the cars, as they stepped into the field the grass came to their knees. It was like walking trough huge bundles of hay as they moved towards the center of the field, where the glass cube had already been positioned.
Dennis whaled in pain as he stepped up to the glass prison, the flashing images of people being hacked to bits by a swinging axe were worse than the pain they brought to his skull.
"What is it?" Cyrus eagerly asked him.
"You don't want to know!" he mumbled.
Evy turned around slowly, she slid on the viewers, then the others heard the sound of screaming and turned in the direction of where the speakers were being set up.
Dennis put on the viewers, he saw the large man dressed as an infant swinging his bloody axe at the workers Cyrus had hired to set things up.
"Oh shit!" he screamed as the axe cut into one of the men.
Evy just stood by the cube, frozen in fear.
"Come on!" Dennis yelled, grabbing her hand, she quickly snapped back to reality.
Evy and Dennis ran away from the cube towards the cars, they then came to a dead halt. They both stared down at the ground, their eyes wide from the sight of the small woman dressed in doll clothes before them. She then disappeared from in front of them, but when they turned around she was standing behind them, accompanied by her 300-pound son and his bloody axe.
"Shhh... back up slowly." Dennis whispered, creeping backwards.
Evy remained silent as she slowly walked backwards away from the ghosts, Dennis moved in front of her, trying his best to guard her from the vengeful spirits.
"Transmit the spells!!!" Cyrus called to Henry who staggered over the cut up bodies nervously and flipped the switch.
The familiar sound called to the Great Child and Dire Mother, they slowly turned, disappearing in a flash.
"Oh shit." Dennis sighed, letting out a huge breath as he almost collapsed on top of Evy in relief.
The two tortured souls appeared inside the glass prison just as Henry flipped the switch, locking them inside.
The black vans pulled up to a hotel in Memphis about a half an hour later. The group, or what was left of it after meeting Harold and Margaret Shelburne, gathered in the main lobby.
"Okay, we got a little problem... " Serena told them as she walked away from the main desk towards them.
"Great, now what?" Evy mumbled.
"Well, since you quit when Cyrus booked the rooms here... only two were reserved." Serena said in a conceded manner.
"Ahhh... great!" Dennis said yawning, as he held his head in his hands.
"Well, I'll just have to pay my way." Evy said, walking to the main desk.
"Hello, and welcome to the Memphis Marriott East, how my I help you?" the young blonde at the desk babbled.
"Yes, I'd like a room for tonight." Evelyn told her.
"Ok, single room... that will be a total of $129.95 please." The girl said.
Evy emptied her pockets, she only had a total of thirty-three dollars, and fifteen cents.
"I don't think my life can get any worse!" she whaled as she slightly beat her forehead against the desk.
"Uh, miss, if you can't pay, I'll have to ask you to..." the girl began to say.
"I mean my best friend gets impaled by this girl whose body closely resembles chop suey! Then I nearly get hacked to bits by the sideshow! Now I don't even have a bed to sleep in!!!" Evelyn began to yell, Dennis just sat in the lobby chair, rubbing his temples as he watched her have a nervous break down.
"Evelyn! What in the bloody hell are you doing!" Henry complained as he walked over to her, trying to stop her from making a scene. "If you don't stop Cyrus will-"
"Fuck Cyrus Kriticos!" she screamed frantically, Dennis sprang up, when he saw the look on Serena's face.
"Evy, no, Evy... calm down!" Dennis rambled as he grabbed her hands, trying to stop her from waving them around madly. "You can have my room, I'll just stay down here or in the car, we'll think of something!"
"Aahhhhh!!!!!" she yelled in irritation.
They walked back to the lobby as Dennis finally got her to calm down.
"Sorry... tension break... it had to happen." Evy muttered as she sat down in the chair.
"Its fine, you can have my room, I'll find somewhere else to stay the night." He sighed.
"No! It's my fault! I'm not even supposed to be here, I'll stay in the car." Evelyn whined.
"No! I'll sleep in the car!"
The two argued lightly, back and forth until Serena finally became annoyed.
"Hey! I have an idea! How bout you both stay in the room?" Serena enticingly suggested.
"Uh, okay..." Evy shuttered.
"I guess I could sleep on the couch..." Dennis whispered.
"I don't think these rooms have couches." Serena teased.
"Fine! I'll sleep on the floor!" Dennis said, agitated, waving his hands at her.