Chapter 13 - A Prison For Children
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The four got ready to set their plan in motion. Binx sat down outside of the office window, keeping an eye out for the sisters.
How are you so sure they'll come here?
This place no doubt reeks of the scent of adolescents, there is no way they wouldn't stop here.
Then when our queens come, we shall assist them.
Binx hissed. Silence!
Movement down below caught Binx's attention as Winnifred, Mary, and Sarah approached.
Our queens!
"What is this place?" Sarah asked.
"It reeks of children." Mary said, giggling a bit in glee.
"It is a prison for children!" Winifred decided.
As they got to the entrance, Binx went in through the office window and looked up at Max. "They're here!"
"All right." Max said, smirking a bit. "Let's show these Sanderson Sisters what we're made of!"
He grabbed the microphone linked to the speaker system around the school. "Awrrroooooo!" He howled like a wolf as he turned in his chair. "Welcome to High School Hell." He whispered.
Binx laughed eternally. Very cheesy as Craig may put it , but still very entertaining. However, I can not wait to stop those wicked , vile sisters!
Our queens would never let something so foolish happen to them!
Oh? Is that so?
Binx rolled his eyes and headed downstairs.
Max stood up and continued, "I'm your host, Boris Karloff Jr."
He slammed the microphone back down and laughed, "Mwhahahaha!" in a typical villain fashion.
Max dug his sunglasses from his rapper \ Little League costume out of his coat pocket and put them on."It's time to meet our three contestants! Sarah, Winifred, and Mary Sanderson!"
Binx exited the classroom he was hiding in and sat a few feet away from the sisters.
"Read any good spell books lately?" Max continued.
Binx stared at them and hissed.
"Ugh! Hag tracks!" Winifred yelled. "Get him!"
Those stood side by side and walked towards Binx as he backed up.
Nearby Allison watched as they got closer and pressed play on the radio. She got out of the kiln before they could arrive.
"Hello. Welcome to the library." The tape started. "Bonjour. Bienvenus a la bibliotheque."
Curious, The Sanderson Sisters decided to investigate the sound, leading them straight into the kiln's entrance.
"I would like a book." Continued the tape. "Je voudrais un livre. Je voudrais un livre."
Winnifred shushed Mary and Sarah as they made excited noises while drawing nearer, thinking the four of them were nearby.
"What kind of book are you looking for?"
As soon as they got in they laughed, excited for a soul (or three) to preserve their youth once more.
"We've got them! We've got them!" Winifred cheered.
Mary heard the tape and looked at the radio where the sound was coming from.
"Quel genre de livre cherchez-vous."
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"I am looking for a children's book."
Mary tapped on the radio, "Hello?"
Allison and Dani got out from their hiding places and slammed the kiln shut. They could hear the sisters screams as they locked it. Max and Binx joined them as the oven was turned on.
The sisters approached the kiln's window, Winnifred sneering them down. "Wretches!"
When the kiln heated up, the sisters knew they were in trouble. "Fire … .. .. fire! It's hot, it's hot!"
They screamed as the fire overtook them and a cloud of green smoke floated up into the sky.