Monday, October 31, 2011

HALLOWEEN HUMPFEST BY: ZOMBIE ZANE

HAPPY HALLOWEEN MOTHERFUCKERS! Holy shit! Can you believe Halloween is here already?  This past weekend has been murder here at Dead End Horror. Literally. We raised the dead, got/gave some head. Plus we even had time to throw in an orgy with Satanists and a coven of witches. Sasha and I do like our drunk and debaucherous behavior. So enough about us. What about you?

Since today is Halloween and all, Sasha and I decided to do a mega Halloween post. We’re gonna be doing all kinds of cool shit here today. We got short stories, some Halloween poems, we’re gonna be sharing some of our own Halloween photos with y’all and I’m gonna be giving you my take on Chiller’s 13 Scariest Kids that aired over the weekend. So see, we have a ton of good shit for your ass today. So kick back and spend some time with us.
Okay, this post is gonna be a short story that I wrote a while back. I wrote this for Yahoo so it’s on the PG-13 level. But it’s still a good story if I do say so my self. It takes place in the 50's and it involves escaped mental patients. So see, fucking creepy creep already. Anyway, here’s my short story, enjoy....
OCTOBER 31, 1955

“...We interrupt your scheduled programing to bring you the latest on the three patients that escaped earlier today from The Johnson & Dane State Mental Hospital. Police have just discovered the bodies of three unidentified youths near Bronson Park. Authorities believe that these murders are in fact connected to the three escaped patients.

The investigating officers are not giving out much details at the moment except that the victims were found in their Halloween costumes but were missing their masks and Halloween candy pails. Authorities urge everyone to lock all doors and windows and stay inside as this is a very serious situation. Stay tuned as this tragic story continues to unfold. We now return you to your regular scheduled program already in progress....” 

“Glen, did you hear that?” Nancy asked. “Those poor kids. Maybe we should get out of here and head over to Freddy’s party.”

He took a break from trying to undo Nancy’s bra and sat up back in his seat. “C’mon kitty-cat, don’t be afraid. They said near Bronson Park. Not in Bronson Park. Besides, I didn’t hear any sirens, did you?”

“Of course you didn’t. You were too busy trying to get to second base.” Nancy said as she straightened out her blouse.

“Second base, hell, I was wanting to round third.”                               

She slapped playfully at his arm. “You pig! Is that all you think about?”

“No. I’m far more deeper than you give me credit for.”Glen said just as he let out a huge burp and blew it in her direction.

“Eww, you are such a pig! I don’t know why I even date you Glen Barlow.”

“Because you love me and one day we’re gonna be able to spend...” Glen froze. Outside of the passenger window was someone wearing a Bugs Bunny mask. A Bugs Bunny mask that was much to small for the face that it was trying to conceal.

“BEHIND YOU!” Was all that Glen was able to get out.

“What? There’s nothing there,” said Nancy as she peered out of the window.

“First you burp in my face, and now you’re trying to scare me. Not funny Glen. Not funny at all.”

“Nancy, I swear...there was...something there. It was somebody wearing a Bugs Bunny mask.”

“Bugs Bunny? Get real. If you’re just gonna play games then you can take me home.”

“Nancy, I’m not. I’m not playing games. I really saw something.”

Before she could retort, a loud, thud came from the roof of the car.

“See, I told you I saw somebody! I told you!” Glen said as he reached up to start the car. Another echoing thud was preceded by an intense banging coming from the rear of the car. It sounded like someone was pummeling the car with a bunch of sledgehammers.

“Get us out of here!” Nancy said hysterically.

“I’m trying, I’m trying! The damn car won’t start!”Glen said as he frantically turned the ignition over and over.

The two of them screamed and clutched each other tightly as the unrelenting  pounding intensified. Then the rocking started. Someone or something was rocking the car from side to side. Whatever it was, it seemed to have the strength of more than one man. Maniacal laughter could be heard from outside in the darkness.

 And just like that, the ferocious pounding and furious rocking ceased. Maybe it was just the calm before the storm. Or maybe it was a trick to get them out of the vehicle. The calm and silence made Glen and Nancy even more uneasy.

“I’m going to turn on the headlights,” said Glen.

He reached down, grabbed the small black knob and turned on the headlights. In front of the car stood three masked figures. One was wearing a Bugs Bunny mask, the other was wearing a Bozo the Clown mask, and the third figure was wearing a Frankenstein mask.

The three figures slowly approached the front of the car and stopped just a foot or so from the bumper. All three turned around in unison and pulled their pants down exposing three shinny white hinny’s.

“Trick or Treat!” the three of them yelled.

The three masked mooners turned back around and removed their masks and pulled up their pants. There stood Freddy, Jason, and of course Michael. All three were laughing hysterically.  Nancy and Glen looked at each other. They had just been tricked.  Happy Halloween indeed.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries and some colorful language, Freddy, Jason and Michael followed Glen and Nancy out of Bronson Park and back to the party that was still going on at Freddy’s.

A few minutes after all had left Bronson Park, three masked figures stepped out from the underbrush. They had been so close. They had been so close to getting some wheels. So close until a car load of three teens showed up forcing them back into the underbrush. After a few moments of staring out into the darkness, the three masked figures retreated back to their hiding place. Another car pulled up to where Glen and Nancy had parked and cut off it’s headlights.

                           
Scary, scary! Anyway, hope you enjoyed that bit of awesomeness. If you didn't fuck you and die. Not really. So, be sure and check back off and on today. Sasha and I will be posting throughout so you wanna be sure and see what we got next. Until then, take care, stay a-scared, and have a very safe and Happy Halloween!
FATHER ZANE












   

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