Chapter 6

The crazy lady Dahlia had left a key to the antiques shop and so it was that Harry picked up this key. Now I'm a lazy author and feel not up to dispersing about Harry walking everywhere. With the magic of the powers that be!

Poof

Harry was now in front of the antiques store. Impressed with his walking skills he sauntered inside. There wasn't of much interest in here, but he did notice a bookshelf that had been moved to cover something, an opening perhaps. Harry pushed the bookshelf and sure enough there was an opening. Before Harry could walk through Cybil appeared, still scratching herself. Harry looked at her and said

"Cybil, I thought you were leaving town?"

Cybil sighed "I tried to leave; Lord knows I need to get treatment for this damn yeast infection. All the radios are dead, and none of the cars work."

Harry cringed in disgust, "Maybe you shouldn't have worn those leather pants. Did you find Cheryl?"

"These are my lucky pants! I never take them off or wash them!" Cybil exclaimed. "I think I did see your daughter. She was walking towards the lake."

"First of all, ewww! Second of all, isn't that road obliterated?" Harry asked.

"Bachman road? Yes it is. I saw Cheryl walking though and she just disappeared."

"And you let her get away?" Harry cried out.

Cybil calmed him down "Harry it was like she was walking on thin air. I think she's Jeebus."

Harry had a puzzled look, "You mean my daughter is Walter Sullivan?"

Both Cybil and Harry get this confused "What the hell?" look on their faces.

"Anyways Cybil there's something else. Sometimes I get knocked out, and when I come to I'm in this nightmare world. I'm not hallucinating, but this crazy lady said something about the town being devoured by the cheesecake." Harry explained

Cybil gave him an odd look, "Harry are you sure that this isn't the result of you being knocked out after some mugging?"

"Damnit I'm sure! Now I need to find my daughter!"

With that Harry went through the tunnel with a pissed off aura.

When he got to the other side he noticed an altar with a bowl of graham cracker powder inside of it, and a picture of a boobed goat like creature cradling a plate of cheesecake. Harry made a comment that this must be the other church, and wondered what they worshipped. He found an axe and took that though. Just as he was about to leave a burst of flames shot forward.

"What in the world was that?" Harry answered before he got knocked out.

"Harry? Are you ok?" Cybil asked now entering the tunnel. When she arrived at the other side, Harry was nowhere to be found.

In fact Harry had now woken up in the hospital, or more rather the nightmare hospital. Sitting across from him was Lisa who was still smiling like a dolt even though something about her was a bit off.

"Was I dreaming?" Harry asked Lisa.

"Harry you were having a bad dream. You were tossing and turning and saying things like "No Kaufmann not like that! Don't stick it in there!" Lisa commented

"Wait, no I wasn't." Harry told Lisa, "Are you ok? You look like shit."

Lisa looked at him and then looked down "It's nothing for you worry about." She stated.

"Lisa, I met this woman named Dahlia Gillespie. Do you know anything about her?" Harry asked, hopeful for some kind of answer.

"Hmmm Dahlia Gillespie, yes I know her. I mean she doesn't paint the town red, but she is famous around here. 7 years ago her daughter died in some bizarre accident involving cherry sauce and fire. Ever since then she's been crazy." Lisa explained.

Harry paused with thought and then said "She mentioned something about the town being devoured by the cheesecake. Do you have any idea what she's talking about?"

"I think I do. Before the resort area was built the townspeople kept to themselves. They followed some kind of queer religion. They performed black magic, were into the occult and were damn good cooks and bakers. Then the young people left town and all the old people thought they had been summoned by the Gods. Never mind the fact that the young people probably found a better life elsewhere. Then some new people moved in and everyone just shut up about it. Oh and a bunch of people died, but everyone thinks it's a curse. I'm sorry I'm blabbering, I'll shut up." Lisa smiled.

Harry looked at her confused, and then passed out again. When he came to he was back in the antiques store, but more rather the nightmare version of it.

"Am I dreaming? Was I dreaming? What's going on here? I don't want to think this but maybe I'm lying in an ally somewhere and this is all a dream."

Not wasting much time Harry walked to a shopping center. Why he did that was because the only way to get to the hospital so he could ask Lisa for another way to the lake was through this shopping center. Harry got inside and found a set of stairs to walk up. Before he made it completely up a large set of TVs suddenly flickered on and images of his daughter struggling against something came into view.

"Daddy, help me. Daddy, I want cheesecake."

The images then turned into the picture of Alessa that Harry had found in the hospital, then they turned into other bizarre symbols.

"Cheryl!" Harry shouted.

He raced up the stairs, and ran like an idiot...and then he fell onto a splotch of dirt. Before he could have time to think a gigantic larvae started to attack him.

Because I find describing boss battles so very dull, Harry just shot the thing and it died, or rather it crawled away. So then Harry runs somewhere else, and because I'm a lazy git Harry winds up on some roof, and fights a huge gigantic moth!

"I AM THE MOTH GOD MOTHILUMOUS! FEAR ME MORTAL!"

Harry yawned and shot the moth with a hunting rifle. The moth died.

"That was very cheap; the moth didn't even give out a lame dying battle cry. I feel so gypped!" Harry griped.