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Author:MorganaJeffries(Callie)
Rating:PG13ish (for now)
Characters:Most of the Scrubs Crew
Genre:A little of everything, but mostly drama, angst, and horror
Summary: The gang venture off on a vacation together that takes a drastic turn for the worse.
My Vacation From Hell
CH5
(Perry pov)
"I know you're in here you chicken shit bastard! So lets say we make this easy by you just coming on out and taking what you've got coming like a man?" Perry yelled into the darkened halls of the 3rd floor.
Now Perry was not what anyone would call a coward in the least, but had he took a moment to reflect on the situation, might have taken a different course of action than to follow the hulking figure he'd seen dart around the corner and up the stairway moments earlier.
He did have his reasons for acting so irrationally, one of which was the immense anger bubbling within him from discovering the darkened bruises around Newbie's throat while holding him down.
"Come on out you damn coward, or are you too scared to take on someone who can actually put up a fight?" he yelled tauntingly.
Yes, just as JD claimed,someone had done something to him during the short time he had been left alone. But... there was no possible way a child, especially one the size of the girl he'd almost hit, could have had the strength behind their grip to inflict such marks on Newbie.
Which in turn meant someone else was in the house and, taking JD's experience as example, wasn't brimming over with hospitality
"I know you're here! I saw you downstairs, so lets stop playing games shall we?"
No one, and he meant no one, was going to hurt his, well...his friend, who he'd actually come to think of more like a very annoying little brother(though he'd never admit that of course), and get by with it.
Why hadn't he told the others of his discovery? He wondered as he slowly made his way down the hall.
Now that's a very good question.
Maybe because he didn't want to worry them further considering JD was in such bad shape? Or maybe because he had, only moments after discovering the marks, sent Ken out alone to wait and hail down a car in the highway, which with his track record was a dangerous gamble all in its own, but with a person who obviously meant them harm on the loose, his odds were even worse.
Barbie would surely have blown a gasket over had she known that he could be in very grave danger.
But no, neither of these were behind him keeping closed lipped.
In so far as Keith was concerned, he honestly felt that the young intern was much safer out standing where he could easily get run over in the middle of a dark road ,than himself and the others were inside the walls of this house.
So you ask, what had been the real reason behind him not informing the others of his grisly discovery and insisting they leave this god forsaken place that very second?
Simple, he couldn't.
He physically could not get the words out no matter how hard he tried.
He'd opened his mouth several times, intending to spill the beans, but each of these times, without fail, it had snapped back shut immediately on its own accord.
Which frankly..had scared the shit out of him.
What kind of force was behind something that could keep his mouth closed against his will?
Not even Jordan could accomplish this, and he at times was sure she was the devil itself, or at the very least a very high up the ladder demon..
He hadn't had long to dwell on it though because that damned music had started,and like Carla, he'd felt an unexplainable pull from it, all other thoughts had immediately became unimportant and pushed to the back of his mind.
Just like that he'd left the injured woman he loved and his defenseless, half dead, protege in Barbie's care, and raced off to find the source of the damn mesmerizing tinkling strains.
Not that there wasn't a silver lining of sorts for at least he knew that whomever was behind it all was up here with him and not downstairs with the others.
"Tell you what... come out now and I won't kick your ass nearly as bad. Nah, strike that, either way, you're gonna get my foot up it!"
Why in the hell are you taunting and threatening someone who could very well be standing inside one of these doorways with a shotgun that's holding a bullet with your name on it? His inner rational voice asked.
He didn't have much time to consider the answer to this because even as the question was echoing through his head he saw a figure remove itself from where it stood hidden in the shadows at the end of the hallway.
"Ah! The puss shows itself finally."he said sarcastically as he moved slowly towards the now motionless figure.
Big, definitely a man, he thought, but was able to make out the fact that whomever he was, he had no weapon in his hands, which was a good thing.
I'm not to shabby when it comes to the whole hand to hand combat thing. After all I did take martial arts classes. Okay, maybe I was only 12 at the time, but its just like riding a bicycle, some things you just never forget. He thought as mentally prepared himself for the battle at hand.
Now, not more than 10 ft away from the man, he suddenly felt very unnerved by the fact he hadn't even moved once since showing himself.
"You fucked around with someone who was unable to defend themselves, and where I'm from, that is unacceptable." he said through anger gritted teeth, getting into what he vaguely recalled as being one of the karate stances he'd been taught.
"You realize that you're making this no fun whatsoever"he added when the man still didn't react.
He's waiting on me to make the first move. Alright then.
Quickly he lunged forward, hoping to use the element of surprise against the bigger man.
"What the...?" he exclaimed aloud when right before he could reach him, the man seemed to just disappear into a hazy mist, which Perry passed right through before crashing the floor due to the force behind his lunge.
"Best get on up Chuck Norris."A gravely voice said from behind him.
Perry jumped up in surprise, whipping around into the direction of the voice, and found the man's face several inches in front of his own.
"How..?"Perry started to question the magic behind what had just taken place, but was cut off by the man speaking once more, saying in a calm, even tone,
"You and me, we got some work to do."
At the last moment , when it was too late to do anything about it, Perry realized he'd bitten off more than he could chew, and actually started to act on his first impulse, which was to run.
He attempted to dart around the figure, but didn't get the chance before the man, eyes flashing red, slowly dissolved back into the mist form from moments earlier.
Dumbfounded by this impossible act, Perry was paralyzed by shock as it at first slowly moved towards him, then picked up its speed.
His final thought as it enveloped his body and succumbed to its power was how ,if he was given a chance to tell her, Jordan would never believe what had just happened to him.
All went black, and though his body was now moving back down the stairs whistling "Brown Eyed girl", it was not Perry who controlled it any longer.
(JD POV)
JD looked around in surprise when his realization returned and he found himself standing in what had to be a child's room.
A girls room, he thought, looking at all the stuffed animals piled on the bed, most of which were bears.
Ooh, he thought as his eyes fell upon a very big doll house that stood in the center of the room, followed by bending down to take a closer look.
Wow, such intricate detail, he marveled as he reached inside and plucked a tiny dresser from within and put it near his eyes to study it closely.
As a child he'd always secretly wanted a doll house also, just so he could pretend he was controlling the lives of the little people inside.
I'd have named the mother Auntie Em, the father George, the child, depending upon its sex of course, either Sonny or Cher, and last but not least the butler Mr. Belvedere.
But what he would have done was a moot point considering he'd never actually requested it from his parents.
Boy, wouldn't Dan have had a stroke from laughing at his little sissy brother playing with dolls?
Damn little girls for getting to have all the cool toys, he thought, placing the piece of furniture back where he's picked it up from, while saying aloud in his best butler impression," Yes madam, I have prepared tea and crumpets for a appetizer."
"Come with me. I need to show you something."a voice said from behind him, which of course resulted in him jumping 10 ft in the air while screaming like a little girl.
At least I didn't pee my pants.
After he'd recovered from the initial shock and surprise, he jerked his hand from inside the house and turned around quickly, saying hurriedly in explanation ,
"Uh, no matter how it looks, I wasn't playing with your doll house."
He stopped dead when he completed his turn and saw the voice belonged to the eyeless girl he'd seen earlier, only now she had actual green eyes.
He stood there with his mouth agape for a brief pause before the girl repeated her earlier sentence.
"I need to show you something."she said.
The only thing was, despite the words having no place else to originate from, her lips had not moved.
This is just like that old episode of Star Trek where the big headed aliens captured McCoy, Kirk, and Spock. Instead of communicating by mouth, they instead did so by mind, he thought as the girl held her hand out to him.
Strangely he grabbed it without hesitation , then allowed himself to be led from the room and up one flight of stairs to the houses next story.
"How'd you do that?"he asked as they walked, thinking how cool it would be to possess the ability to do so himself.
Oh the fun he'd have at Turks expense.
She didn't reply as she continued tugging him by the arm.
"Where are we going?"he asked when they reached the top stair.
"Shh! Listen and see."she replied with motionless lips.
Then he heard it, familiar music that was coming from somewhere further down the hall.
"Hey, I know this. It's Brown Eyed Girl."he exclaimed, followed by singing along with it off key.
He again come dangerously close to wetting himself when a scream tore through the air.
Leaving the girl behind, JD found himself running in the direction from which it came, halting outside a room thats door was closed.
"No!! No! Stop!!"a woman screamed from inside.
"Don't worry! I'll help you!"he yelled, reaching for the doorknob.
Without him touching it, the door swung open, revealing a man hovering over a woman who lay on the rooms small bed.
"I'll teach you to cheat on me whore!"the man yelled, grabbing her hair and using it to pull her to her feet.
"No Donovan, don't do this!"she pleaded as he jerked her head back, exposing the porcelain like skin of her throat. "I didn't do anything! I swear!"
"I'm tired of your lies."he yelled.
Then within a moments span, he raised the knife he held in his other hand and pulled it across her throat, leaving a gash which blood immediately began pouring from.
"No!"JD yelled, running at the man only to have his body pass right through him.
After releasing the womans hair, the man watched with an emotionless expression as she gripped her throat, wet gurgling sounds the only noises coming from within her.
All JD could do was stand there watching in horror as she died.
"Oh Cassie! Where are you baby?"the man then asked in a sing song voice."Come on out, daddy wants to have a talk with you."
A muted thump was heard from in the direction of the rooms closet.
Smiling, the man turned, walked over, then came to a stop again in front of its closed doors.
"Oh, are we playing hide and seek?"he asked, jerking the doors open to reveal the girl cowering in the corner of it."If so, then you just lost."
Reaching inside he effortlessly drug her screaming, protesting form out of the closet.
Stopping in the center of the room, right in front of her dead mother, he said,"I may not be your real daddy pumpkin, but I want you to know that having to punish you hurts me worse than it does you. I told you not to spy and me and mommy, but you didn't listen, so now I'm going to make sure you don't use those pretty blue peepers of yours to spy on anyone else ever again.
I've got to do something, JD thought frantically as the man pushed her to the ground then sat down atop her, using his knees to hold her arms immobile.
JD could only stand there watching after having tried to run at the man and passing straight through again.
"Stop it! Don't!" he yelled, but was shown any signs that the man heard him.
After this, JD's mind briefly went black, but he quickly regained his senses seconds later, only this time he was laying on the floor beneath the man.
The knife inched closer and closer to his left eye as he pleaded shamelessly to the man not to kill him.
It was futile for him to do so, because seconds later his eye was pierced by the blade, an agony like none he'd ever encountered tearing throughout his head.
Mercifully the pain was replaced by the darkness soon thereafter.
"You have to find me JD."the child's voice echoed throughout his head."You have to find me."
Then he was pulled back into consciousness by the angelic sound of a certain someone's voice calling out to him.
"Oh my god! Please wake up JD!" Elliot pleaded, giving his convulsing body a hard shake.
He'd appeared to be sleeping peacefully up until a minute or so ago, at which point he unexpectedly started moaning and shaking.
"Help! Turk, Dr. Cox!"she yelled as she unsuccessfully continued her attempts to awaken him.
No sooner had the words left her lips when Perry came running down the stairs and into the room.
"Thank god! We have to do something because he won't wake up."she cried in relief, knowing that if anyone could help with JD it was Perry.
"Oh really? That's too bad."was Cox's reply as he walked up behind her.
Hairs rising on the back of her neck, she slowly turned to face him with a feeling of trepidation.
"Good night sweetheart."were the last words she heard from him as his balled up fist came into contact with her face.
She dropped like a sack of rocks.
He smiled with satisfaction as he leaned over JD and looked closely at his face, asking,
"Hello in there, is anybody home or is your brain as vacant as I pictured?"
Now why Perry's voice accomplished what Elliot's had failed at was a mystery, but JD slowly blinked his eyes, staring up at Perry with confusion, before finally speaking,
"He killed them, both..of..them."he said with a sob,"H-he cut her e-eyes out."
"Nice waterworks little buddy, but you're telling me something I already know."Perry replied, patting his cheek hard.
"W-what, how c-could you know?"JD questioned in surprise.
"Simple, because I'm the one who cut the little bitches eyes out and killed her mother."he replied with a shrug.
Next Perry punched him in the abdomen, right where the glass had been embedded.
"Oh, did that hurt?"he asked tauntingly as JD struggled to catch his breath.
"Don't...do t-this."JD pleaded after Perry put his hands around his throat and started choking him.
"I'm sorry, really, but I know a part of her is inside you, and I can't let some little brat go around spreading lies now can I?"
The hands around his throat tightened even further as JD finally gave up on his attempts to dislodge them and started to give into the merciful darkness.
"That's it my precious little angel."Perry said with a smile, adding"You really should learn to stay dead."
"Perry! What the hell are you doing?"Jordan, who had somehow managed to sleep through everything until finally being awakened by the noise, asked in surprise. The shocking scene of Perry choking JD, greeting her now open eyes.
"Stop it now! You're going to kill him!"she yelled in protest as she struggled up from the love seat.
"That's the plan."he replied without looking at her.
JD was totally limp now, a tear rolling from the corner of his eye.
Do something Jordan, she ordered herself as she put as much weight as possible on her good leg and hopped across the room towards them.
"I said stop it!"she repeated, getting closer by the moment.
"And I'm saying if you shut up now I'll do my best to make it painless when I kill you."he replied calmly.
I'll never be able to take him on like this, she knew, her eyes darting around the room in search of something to use as a weapon, before finally landing on a silver candle holder sitting in the middle of the coffee table.
Grabbing it, she hobbled up behind him and said as she swung it towards his head,"I'm never opposed to a little pain Perr, just as long as it's not mine that is."
The candle holder connected with a solid thunk, and he fell unconscious to the floor.
"JD, come on now, wake up you little pansy."she ordered.
Putting her hand to his throat and feeling no pulse, she started doing CPR, yelling for the others between blowing puffs of air into his lungs.
In a house full of doctors, and the only person who isn't one ends up being the one in who's hands his life lays, she thought.
Isn't life ironic?
TBC
Okay, this chapter wasn't all that scary, but I'm trying to build up the story behind the ghosts in the house.
Not to worry though, there's a lot more terror to come next. So I hope ya'll hang in there with me!