Author's Note: You'll probably have some questions after this chapter. Patience. ALL WILL BE EXPLAINED.
TDI: Torture Cruise
Chapter Ten: One Week Later
One Week Later...
"I can't believe we're putting our friends in the ground. The ones we could find, anyway. I mean, Gosh!" Harold said as he, LeShawna, Sadie, Trent, Cody, Ezekiel, DJ, Tyler and a face-bandaged Justin stood silently next to the graves of Owen, Noah, Izzy, Eva, Katie, Courtney, Lindsay, Bridgette, Geoff, Duncan, Gwen and...Beth.
"I still can't believe Beth would...I knew she didn't like Noah, but, to do that..." Cody struggled with his feelings for the one all blamed for the cruise ship bloodbath.
"I know, Cody. Sometimes people aren't who you think they are." Sadie said. She had learned, through transcripts of the recordings of the killer's 'sessions', the truth of her relationship to Katie. "Let's get out of here."
"It was a nice service, eh?" Ezekiel said to DJ. "Too bad Heather couldn't make it."
"She's...still being detained by the police for questioning." a despondent DJ replied.
"Courage, man." Zeke said. Then he hugged the big guy.
"Thanks."
Outside the cemetery, a gauntlet of reporters.
"Is it true Beth Olsen, the alleged killer, was the cousin of the psycho killer of Muskoka?" one reporter yelled out.
"Cody! Did you have any indication of what Beth Olson was really like?"
"Get away from me, you leeches!" Cody barked as he forced his way past the newshounds to a waiting vehicle.
"DJ! What are your thoughts on the involvement of Heather Nakamura in this tragedy?"
"Justin! What can you tell us about your experience?"
"Geez! I've never seen Justin run away from a camera before!" Trent said to Harold and LeShawna, who were standing next to their automobile. "Well. Later, guys." he sadly added. His love, Gwen, was gone, leaving a hole in the musician's heart.
"Yeah. Later."
Then Harold and LeShawna got into their car.
"Beth never was the same after she was cursed by that idol she took from Boney Island." LeShawna noted.
"I suppose...But I don't get it...Even if Beth hated the 'pretty' campers, and Noah, who she thought was trying to 'steal' Cody from her...Why kill Owen? Everyone liked him! And why were the bodies of Owen and Noah missing?? It doesn't make any sense!"
"Beth must have gotten rid of the dead bodies, and probably planned to do the same for the others, but something must have disrupted her timetable. Who knows what she was thinking? The girl was nuts, hon! That explains a lot!" LeShawna commented as she drove off.
"I guess."
After the reporters, bystanders, celeb-seekers and obsessed fans of the weird had left the cemetery, late that night, a stirring in the earth.
The soil shifted and shook, and two female hands thrust out of the ground!
Followed by...the rest of the body, topped by a shock of red hair!
"Did you bring it?" 'Izzy' requested of the dark-robed stranger standing next to 'her' grave.
"Yes. Here is the chilli, maman."
"Good!" 'Izzy' then dipped her hand into the bowl, anointed her body with drops of the liquid, then drank the rest of the chilli rum.
"My garments?"
"Here, Maman Ghede."
The man handed a black and purple robe to the reanimated corpse of Izzy.
"Did everything proceed as you wished, maman?"
"More or less. Ever since those fools conjured me at that camp, I knew my way back to the world lie through them. Then, when the redhead attempted her pitiful 'magic', I had my host. But to make my existence on this plane permanent, I needed the blood sacrifice of the ones who were at my summoning. With those known as 'Chris' and 'Chef' missing, I had to rely on the others there. It was so easy to bend the weak spectacle-wearing one to my will by magnifying the tiny darkness in her soul, and to use the greed and unspeakable desires of the one who thought so highly of himself against him, making him do my bidding. The blood of that group of young ones was so strong! Ahhh!!" 'Izzy' reveled in the strength of her new body.
"The only drawback was I had to allow the fat one to touch my person, lest I give myself away. But he paid for his effrontery! I did run into a little trouble when I disposed of my first kills so their deaths could not be linked to my host body, and later when my host's soul attempted to alert the authorities to my work. But that meddlesome soul is gone now! This body is mine, for eternity! And while it's unfortunate the dark-haired one escaped her fate, the sacrifice of the one with the blue scalp was unusually powerful, so that can be overlooked. But enough of recriminations. The power I received from their sacrifices was more than worth it!"
"Are you powerful enough to stand against the houngan?" the robed man asked.
"Not yet, my bokor." 'Maman Izzy' replied. "But soon. Now...Cover up the grave and let us leave this place far behind. We have much to prepare."
Well.
Talk about unexpected!
Next:
A change of pace, as we flash forward six months and see what's become of our cast.
If you thought this chapter was strange, you ain't seen nothing yet!
And after that, the truth is revealed in the most astonishing episode of TDI ever!
Notes
This story follows my two M-rated sex parodies. In the second of those, Chris mentioned 'zuvembies', or juju zombies. Not true zombies, juju zombies are reanimated corpses possessed by loas, or voodoo spirits. Chris and Chef's lousy invocation of the zuvembie ritual during a practice run for the show attracted a particularly cruel loa to the campsite, and that loa gained access to Izzy when she practiced tantric sex magic. That's why Izzy stops referring to herself as 'E-Scope', was no longer afraid of flying in a plane and didn't particularly care for Owen anymore, gladly making him her first sacrifice. That also explains why Izzy tried to 'fix' the Sphinx - so she could use it for her rituals.
Houngan - voodoo priest or good witch doctor
Bokor - voodoo sorcerer or evil witch doctor