Chapter Seven: Town Meeting

"Halloween Town?" Becka repeated. The faint sounds of sour jazzy notes filled her ears. Things were starting to be poured in. She looked over her shoulder and found a small band playing there instuments. They, like Lock, Shock, and Barrel, looked odd. They appeared to be corpses. She gulped inside of her throat.

This wasn't a dream. She was very much in a land she had never seen of before, but it was real. As real as the fact she was about to slip into hysterics. She was the heroine from a book she enjoyed over others, Alice, and she was in a distorted Wonderland.

"Town Meeting! Town Metting!" Becka turned over her shoulder, and noticed a small black buggy was makign it's way towards Becka. A little spout sticking otu of the hood moved and closed as if it were lips. A short man with a poutny hat was shouting out the news.

"Town Meeting!" the car was now approaching her, she met eyes with the crazy high-pitched whiny voice of the man. She was fascinated with the man's bizzaro twisting eye. But he was not merely as fascinated with her as she was with him. Her rested his tiny stubby hands on his rather larghe waist, and asked like a police man.

"Who are you!"

"I could ask the same thing." Becka insisted, bieng rather sly and coy. She slowly brught her hands down to her hips, and arched an eyebrow, her smile of exitedness faded, as she began to glare. What a mean short man.

"I am the..." the bieng pointed ot the ribbon around him. "Mayor!"

"Ah." Becka nodded and read the ribbon. Feeling a tiny bit stupid, she could have seen that if only she had used her eyes, but curiousity had gotten the better of her. What was that old sayign again, 'curiousity killed the cat'? Was Becka the victim if this saying.

"Now your name?"

"Rebecka." she said silently. "Rebecka-Raven."

This was Becka's true name. Made from two words. She had never liked her name, and the monks at home just called her by the first part, and she had rather gotten used to it. Saying the real thing felt weird to her, but she needed to adjust to it.

"...Rebecka-Raven.. the Witch?" the Mayor said, as his eyes began to widen, and his pupils narrow. Becka felt uncomfortable, and gathered herself in her arms, and felt even more confused. Witch? True, she had practiced Witchcraft, but she wasn't the fable creature of a Witch.

She shook her head, and spoke up. "I am lost. I don't even know this place. I haven't even been here before. I just...had a rather nasty trip and wonded up here..." which was honestly the facts. Becka would not tell someone details, but would tell the truth.

The Mayor now smiled ear from ear, as he sat back down in the little black seat, patting next to the space next to him. He was letting out a merry chuckle. "Well, welcome to Halloween Town!"

Becka curiously climbed in to the vacant space next to this strange man, as he began to drive down the street. Waving at the odd creatures they had past. A corpse child, a chile with bat wings, a mummy with one eye. A few witches, she was hoping Shock would be within that group, a were wolf, a sloppy droopign monster, a fishlike-lady monster, and finally a man in a wheel chair.

The odd things Becka was getting used to. There was nothing she could do, but this Mayor guy, with two faces, would probably help her find the three which brought her into this maze, or at least maybe this 'Pumpkin King' could help.

(Author's Note:

Whoo! Thanks for the reveiws guys! I am so glad this is actually bieng read. We are going to see some familular faces, and finally unwind Becka's past, and what the three goons are up too! Hope you keep reading!))