Disclaimer: I don't own anything Disney related (except my annual pass to Disneyland… but that expired a year ago so I don't even own that anymore) so that means I don't own any rides there either including: Pirates of the Caribbean (mentioned in last chapter,) Haunted Mansion, or Splash Mountain so don't sue me!
Had to get it out before bedtime.. which is right now. It's not even 8 yet! grr you parents...
I lost my iPod, so this chapter (well, the beginning,) was not how I intended it to be. I tried to make it as much like my other one as much as possible, but I don't know…
Also, I got my new laptop! it's a pink Dell mini so that it can go anywhere with me, so I can write the new chapters on the bus and stuff like that! Yay!
If you want to know before hand what rides are going to be in the chapter from now on, I mention it in the disclaimer.
After we got off of Pirates, we started walking down New Orleans Square.
Halfway down New Orleans square, I stopped, and everyone did the same.
"Do we even know where we're going?" I asked them. Everyone shrugged before Esme turned to Emmett and asked where he would like to go next. It didn't take long for him to answer, and what he said confused us all -well, everyone except Edward. But, he knew what Emmett was thinking…-
"I don't want to pick the next ride," he replied truthfully. Esme turned to Carlisle who shrugged, and mouthed, I don't know.
"What I mean is," Emmett amended, "that I don't think it's fair that I get to pick them all. I think Rose should pick the next one, and then she could pick someone after that. I think it's more fair."
Everyone then turned to Rose and waited for her answer. "Is Haunted Mansion okay?" she asked.
"It sure is," Esme told her, putting a hand on her back for a second, before placing it back on the handle of Carlisle's wheelchair and beginning to push him in that direction. Edward took my hand and we started walking as well.
When we passed the train station next to Haunted Mansion, Edward bent down to whisper in my ear seductively, "That ride is dark. I think we should go on that next… alone."
I knew he was messing with me, and it worked. I pushed those thoughts from my head and play punched him in the shoulder, although the hardness of his skin made it hurt… a lot.
We walked up to the mansion to find that the line was insanely long, so we took the wheelchair line again.
The attendant at the entrance handed us a card before asking, "Sir, this attraction (A/N: there, I called it an 'attraction.' Happy now, Dad? Lol) requires some walking, and if it should stop working, you would need to walk as well. Are you fine with this?"
"Yes," Carlisle replied.
"Alright. You can park your vehicle over there" -he pointed to a section in the corner that had a few more wheelchairs- "and either go up the ramp or stairs and Nicole will help you from there." He smiled and turned to the next group.
Everyone went up the ramp for some reason, and Nicole asked us how many we had in our party. She was very pretty, sixteen or seventeen at the most, probably just here for a summer job.
After we told her how many, she let a few more people in before letting us in. Just filling up the room.
A few more people were let in before Nicole shut the double doors and filled the room with blackness.
"When hinges creek in door less chambers; when strange and frightening sound echo through the halls; whenever candle lights flicker, though the air is deathly still; that is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delight."
"Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion. I am your host. Your Ghost Host." The Ghost Host chuckled before continuing. A door slid open to reveal an octagon- shaped room. "Kindly step in all the way, please, and make room for everyone. There's no turning back now."
Everyone was in the room now, so the door slid closed, and the Ghost host continued his speech. "Our tour begins here, in this gallery, where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state."
The room began to stretch then, paintings and all. The ghost Host continued, "Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding. Almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphoses.
"Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hmm?
"And consider this dismaying observation:
"This chamber has no windows, and no doors." He chuckled. "Which offers you this chilling challenge:
"To find a way out!" He laughed evilly. "Of course, there's always My Way." Lightning struck, illuminating the attic above, and everyone looked up. There was a corpse hanging from a noose. The Ghost Host laughed again, and the lights dimmed, then went out. Something started to scream from above, and it sounded like it was getting closer, and closer, and closer… and it crashed to the floor.
Everyone screamed. Even Edward, which was pretty funny. The lights slowly turned back on and a door opened up on the opposite side we entered on.
The Ghost Host said, "Oh, I didn't mean to frighten you prematurely." Then he chuckled again -he chuckles a lot.- "The real chills come later. Now, as they say, 'look alive' and we'll continue our little tour." Everyone from the room then exited into a new room-- a hallway.
As we passes through, you could see that the portraits in the hallway would change every time lightning struck. The Ghost Host continued as we walked down the passage, "There are several prominent ghosts who have retired here, from creepy old crypts, all over the world. Actually, we have nine hundred and ninety- nine happy haunts here. But there's room for a thousand; any volunteers?" He chuckled evilly again. "If you insist on lagging behind, you may not need to volunteer!
"The carriage that will carry you into the moldering sanctum of the spirit world will accompany you and one or two loved ones. Kindly watch your step as you board, please. We spirits haunt our best in gloomy darkness," he said. "So remember: no flash pictures! Please."
We kept on walking down the hallway, passing two statues whose eyes seemed to follow us wherever we went, before turning, and turning one more time onto a conveyor belt. The Ghost Host spoke to us one more, "And now a carriage approaches, to take you into the boundless realm of the supernatural. Take your… 'loved ones' by the hand, please, and kindly watch your step. Oh, yes, and no flash pictures, please! We spirits are frightfully sensitive to bright lights."
Emmett and Rose got on their Doom buggy first, followed by Alice and Jasper, then Edward and I, and finally Esme and Carlisle. We began to slowly crawl over to the staircase.
Rose and Emmett got on theirs first, followed by Alice and Jasper, then Edward and I, and finally Esme and Carlisle. Edward and I heard The Ghost Host speak to us as we slowly moved the rest of the way to the stairs.
Edward began to pull on the safety bar then, becoming angry that it hadn't already gone down, and we were now climbing the stairs. I put my hand on his. No, Edward," I scolded. "It will come down on it's own."
"But it's not," he replied, giving it a nice tug, pulling it down. He took his hand off, satisfied, and it 'magically' floated back up. He was now even angrier, and was going for it again when The Ghost Host began to speak.
"Do not pull down on the safety bar, please," he told us, as if he had witnessed the entire show. "I will lower it for you. And heed this warning: the spirits will materialize ONLY, if you remain quietly seated at all times." He repeated it again in Spanish, and we entered the first room.
"We find it delightfully unlivable here in this ghostly retreat. Every room has wall- to- wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills." The Doom buggy turned slightly so we could see an near- endless hallway, with a floating candelabra. It turned again to reveal a coffin, with it's contents trying to get out!
"Shhh… listen." So we did. We could hear the person in the coffin.
"Hey, lemme outta here! Lemme outta here!" he was saying.
"All our ghosts have been dying to meet you. This one can hardly contain himself." He chuckled again, and oddly enough one of the special effects began cackling at the same time.
We entered a hallway then, and it seemed as if there were a different ghoul behind each door, trying to escape.
"Unfortunately, they all seem to have trouble getting through."
Some of the doors, you could hear the person begging to be let go, and some, the handles were being jiggled roughly in an attempt at escaping themselves. One even looked like it was breathing!
I had forgotten how scary some of the special effects were! By the time we exited the hallway and heard The Ghost Host again, I was in Edward's lap, hiding my face in his shirt, him chuckling quietly. (A/N: guilty as charged! Lol)
"Perhaps Madame Leota can establish contact. She has a remarkable head for materializing the disembodied…"
We entered the séance circle to find her chair empty, but we could hear her voice. I already knew, but Edward, who had never been here, was surprised to find her inside the crystal ball, which was floating around.
"Horned toads and lizards, fiddle and strum, please answer the role by beating the drum!" she called, and the floating drums began to beat themselves.
The ride stopped then; it had broken down. "Playful spooks have interrupted our tour," a voice said. "Please remain seated in your Doom buggy. We will proceed in just a moment."
What luck! Madame Leota continued.
"Old friends and new, blow on a horn, so we'll know that it's you!" And it did as it was told.
"Serpents, and spiders, tail of a rat! Call in the spirits, wherever they're at!"
The ride jolted to a start, and we caught the last bit of her speech.
"Rat on a table, it's time to respond. Send us a message from somewhere beyond.
"Goblins, and ghoulies from last Halloween! Awaken the spirits with your tambourine!" And the tambourine played.
"Creepies, and crawlies, toads in a pond! Let there be music from regions beyond!" And the song "Grim grinning ghosts" played for a few seconds.
"Wizards, and witches, wherever you dwell! Give us a hint, by ringing the bell!" And the bell rang just as we exited into a new room.
"The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations, and are beginning to materialize! They're assembling a swinging wake, and they'll be expecting me. I'll see you all a little later."
We were on a balcony, overlooking what seemed to be a birthday cake. There was a cake, with a little girl blowing out the candles. When she would, the ghosts at the table would disappear, then the candles relit, and the guests came back. There was an older ghost, by the fireplace, in a rocking chair, knitting. When she rocked forward she disappeared. When she rocked back, she, too, reappeared. Several ghosts were hanging on the chandelier.
There were many ghosts dancing to the music that the ghostly organist was playing.
Then, we turned into the next room. It seemed to be an unfinished attic. We passed by five different portraits of newly wedded couples. Each with the same bride. Each portrait was in it's own area, surrounded by "Just Married" banners and wedding gifts, ranging from fine china to tiger rugs. When we got closer to the portraits, however, the husband's head would disappear from his body!
On the other side of the attic, there was a person standing there; the bride from the photographs. Her veil was flowing and she was reciting Wedding vows, and twisting them in sinister ways by changing the bouquet she was holding into an axe.
We left that place and entered the graveyard. We traveled down a ramp (backwards) and entered. We saw the graveyard keeper and his dog, both shaking in fear. We entered the rusty old gates and officially entered.
We passed a knight, a skeleton dog --whose name was Hellhound,-- a kind and queen balancing on a teeter- totter, ghosts taking a bicycle ride, the four singing busts, busy singing along to "grim grinning ghosts" with the rest of the ghosts in the graveyard, and many other ghouls and ghosts.
We were just about to leave, and enter a mausoleum- like building, when the Ghost Host came back.
"Ah, there you are! And just in time; there's a little matter I forgot to mention: beware of hitchhiking ghosts!"
We entered, and saw the hitchhiking ghosts he was talking about: a short one with long beard, and a ball attached to his foot, a tall one with a skeleton face, and another tall one, but plumper and a normal face. They all had suitcases, and were pointing with their thumbs in the direction we were headed.
We turned again to a wall with four mirrors. "They have selected you to fill our quota, and they'll haunt you until you return. Now I will raise the safety bar and a ghost will follow you home! Muahaha!"
When we passed by one of the mirrors, one of the ghosts appeared in the middle of the seat. We got the short one. I looked over to Alice and Jasper's to see who they got, and quickly turned back, because they were too busy making out to realize the ride was ending. The attendant almost wasn't able to get them out of the Doom buggy in time!
Once we finally got everyone together, we traveled up the escalator, said bye to Little Leota, who was telling us to "hurry back, hurry back… and don't forget your Death Certificate!" before exiting through tomb. We circled back around to the start and waited while Carlisle and Esme got the wheelchair. Rose chose me to pick the next ride. Emmett was at my ear then, begging me to please choose Splash Mountain, and I did. It was a fun ride. We started to head in that direction (we had to go all the way around to the back, because that was where the wheelchair line was.)
(I was gonna stop there, but because I'm nice…)
It didn't take long for us to make it up to the front of the line. Emmett got the front of the log, Rose behind him, Alice behind her, and Jasper behind her. Edward and I were going to go with them, but we didn't want Esme and Carlisle to be alone, so Carlisle was in far back, with a raincoat to put over him so he wouldn't get wet, with Esme in front of him, me in front of her, Edward in front of me, and no one in the two front seats-- none of us wanted to get soaked. Surprisingly enough, they allowed this.
After we were all settled (and they had already taken off,) we were pushed from the loading dock and into free water. We were told to keep our hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the log at all times, and them began to crawl up a hill. Carlisle was silently praying this drop wasn't big, and it wasn't; it was nothing at all!
We passed by Brer Rabbit, Brer Fox, and Brer Bear's houses before going down a hill. I loved the feeling of going down drops without notice for some reason; you know, the feeling where your stomach goes up and out your throat… yeah, I liked it.
We entered the inside and saw all the animals singing "How do you do? Fine, how are you? How you come on? Pretty good sure as you're born!" Over and over again. I sang along, while Edward and Carlisle looked at me like I was nuts.
"Do you think she's okay?" Edward called.
"I don't know," Carlisle called back. "I'll have to check her out afterwards."
I shot Edward a dirty look the same time Esme shot Carlisle one.
We passed by a lot of other things, including Brer Bear handing from a rope with a goofy look on his face while Brer Fox yelled at him for messing up the trap, and Brer Rabbit laughing his head off.
The best hill so far in the ride would have to be the one after we saw Brer Bear sticking his backside out at us, then going down the fall, back up again, and down another one. That one was fun.
We weren't soaked yet, but we sure were wet, much to Carlisle's dismay.
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Okay, you know what, it's getting too long! Sorry, cutting it off there, and will finish Splash Mountain tomorrow! I planned to have four different rides in this one, but Haunted Mansion is so dang long! A whopping 2020 words… yeah, most of the chapter. This whole chapter was over 3000 words… longest chapter by far so far. And they only keep getting longer!
And, no, I have never been lucky enough to be stopped on Haunted Mansion at that moment. I always get stopped in the hallway full of ghosts trying to escape… the one place with the most creepy special effects. But if we're talking about being stopped in horrible places, I WAS stopped on It's A Small World right next to the mermaids… for ten minutes. You try listening to mermaids gargling It's A Small World over and over again for ten minutes! The songs annoying enough…
Next chapter they ride Big Thinder and Indiana Jones! YAY!
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