Author's Note: It's time for Halloween again…
So scream!
Ah my favorite holiday…
…..anyway thanks for the reviews and follows keep them coming! J
Or you'll be my next test subject…
"Our father, who art in heaven…"the haggard, old woman croaked her pouring her concoction over the shivering boy, "hallowed, be thy name…"
The boy began to lightly sob as red ooze poured into his eyes "I'm sorry Grandmother…" he cried staring at the demon hovering over him. A slapped stunned him into silence and a crooked hand grabbed him by the collar of his worn sweater.
"Son of Cane! Bastard! I knew as soon as I looked upon your unnatural eyes you were the incarnate of your parent's wickedness! God help me!" the woman yelled as she dragged the boy into an old barn. Shoving him in she sneered, "I will cleanse your blood boy!"
Shivering in a corner he continued to cry as the crisp fall air went inside, shivering him to the bone. Rubbing himself for warmth, he became paralyzed at the sound of the crows hovering above his head. The black mass, he darkly mused a murder, was looking for their last meal again. One by one they came swooping down…Here's Johnny
Shooting up from bed, Jonathan sighed in relief as the alarm sharply rang. This nightmare again? He was dripping in sweat and his legs were paralyzed from the awful nightmare. Forcing himself to remove his glasses from his nightstand, he realized he had to be there in an hour and a half to give the college class the tour of the asylum. Grimacing at the thought, he slowly climbed out of bed and walked to the shower. AH! I love the smell of fear in the morning!
*Crazies, crazies everywhere and not a drop to drink*
Lynda stared eagerly out the bus window at the ancient structure before her. The building looked as insane as the patients inside. "Reminds me of the House of Usher…" Lynda mused thinking of Poe's story. Alice shivered next to her as she lightly whispered, "Everything looks so ancient…."
Shivering in anticipation the teacher stated cheerfully, "We're here!" Jittery, the kids were ushered into the asylum by two heavily armed guards. Stepping in Lynda heard an officer sigh, "Thank goodness they signed liability forms."
The reception area was rather sterile, everything was shrouded with white and only the receptionist typing at the desk and the plastic chairs surrounding the room indicated that people actually went in here. Lynda dragged Alice to the front of the room, eager to begin the tour. The receptionist looked up her glasses shrouding her eyes due to the blinding light. Chewing gum the woman attempted to sound pleasant, "Dr. Crane and Mr. Arkham will see you shortly. Welcome to Arkham asylum." Saying what she had to, she went back to her flurry of typing, oblivious to the shaking kids surrounding her.
Johnathan sighed as he walked with the rather pompous Mr. Arkham. Wearing a tailored suit, gold rolodex, and fake smile Mr. Arkham was the personification of everything he despised about society. I can't wait to do some testing…
"Hello kids!" Mr. Arkham gleamed interrupting Crane's train of thought, "Welcome to Arkham asylum! We appreciate eager psychology majors to eventually join our field of expertise, and one day become a member of our eager staff!"
This is going to be a long day…
Lynda choked down her laughter at Mr. Arkham's words. The man next to him was glowering and giving an aura of contempt for the over-dressed boss.
"In fact," the man continues slicking back his over-gelled hair "I have decided to allow internship opportunities with Dr. Crane and other members of the staff if this is what your future holds."
Lynda turned red from holding her laughter in as Dr. Crane raised his eyebrow questioningly.
Mr. Arkham glowered at Crane until the doctor produced a "pleased" smile. Looking at the time Mr. Arkham began to wave the kids off, "Enjoy the tour kid's… ," he stated shortly as he quickly exited the building.
Lynda gazed at the angry doctor. Catching her gaze, he gave her a rather taut smile. A jolt of fear coursed through her as his unnaturally blue eyes bore into her features. "Let's begin." He stated bluntly as ushered them inside.
Author's Note: Next time we get to journey into the Asylum!
I want to journey that girl's…
I hate my life…