Post by Holly Hale on Jan 30, 2018 20:22:34 GMT -5
Halloween was one of Holly's favorite holidays, it was a night where everyone dressed up in costume and she could scare them all that she wanted. This year, she'd gone the extra mile and set up a haunted house. Knowing what scared her closest friends the most, she'd gone ahead and made sure that she'd put in elements that would freak them out more than anything else. Of course, it helped that she had some theater friends that were more than willing to help out with such a prank and scare the daylights out of people for her with only the promise of dinner before hand.
The house was the cherry on top of her Halloween party - which people never could deny were always much better than anyone else's. She just was able to get into the spirit without problem, always. This year she'd dressed up as Alice from Alice in Wonderland, a look fitting with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Sure, the costume was a little on the 'naughty' side of the line, but her boyfriend hadn't been complaining when she'd put it on and she didn't really care about what other people thought.
Catching sight of her favorite cousin, she made her way over toward the other girl and smiled. "So, head into the haunted house, yet?"
"I told you, there's no way that I'm going in there," Ayla replied, crossing her arms over her chest after pushing back part of the long, dark wig that she was wearing to complete her Mortica costume. "And I haven't heard from a single person that's come out yet, so I bet it was too scary and they aren't telling me."
"You know I don't take no for an answer," the older girl said, grabbing onto her arm and starting to drag the other girl toward the house.
"Holly! Come on, don't make me do this!"
Hearing the pleading tone that her cousin used, Holly simply shook her head. "It's for your own good, come on," she insisted, continuing to drag the other girl up the stairs and finally into the house.
Immediately the doors slammed shut, darkness overtaking them in a way that Holly hadn't originally intended. A strobe light flashed in the distance as Thriller started playing outside at the party, filling the silence in the house. Neither one of them moved for a moment, an eerie feeling setting in around them.
"Well come on then, the sooner we get moving, the sooner this is over and I can get back to Ty." The blonde stood a bit taller and started walking toward the light, anticipating the falling spiders that made her cousin scream and curse her, as well as the zombie head that swung right in their path. They were halfway across the living room when Holly suddenly came a stop, looking around and frowning.
"What? What's going on?" Ayla asked, suddenly more panicked as she tried to look around for whatever it was that Holly saw.
"Shh!" she waved her hand into the other girl's face as she leaned forward slightly, listening for something that her cousin couldn't hear. "They should have-"
"No! I'm not spending more time here than I have to! I'm finishing this stupid house without you. You only dragged me in here for your amusement anyway!"
Holly shook her head as she watched her cousin storm forward into the house, apparently determined to get out already. But she stayed still for a few moments more and looked around to see if, in the few flashes of light that came from the strobe light still ahead, she could spot any of the actors that were supposed to be there. Where were they? She hadn't seen a single one yet and they should have been here, should have scared her already. Or, more like, scared Ayla already. Something wasn't right about this. A creak in the floor behind her had her turning to look, glancing into the shadows.
"What the-" she started, taking a step closer toward the direction she'd heard the noise in before her cousin's blood curtling scream came, sending goosebumps up her spine. This scream was different than the ones from earlier. "Ayla?"
And then she was running, running in the direction that her cousin had gone. She knew the other girl could be over dramatic most of the time, but right now she felt like this was something different. Her stomach twisted in despair as she made her way closer to where her cousin should have been, but she didn't see her anywhere. "Ayla?" she called again, looking around as best she could in the broken flashes of light and not seeing her. Her heart pounded all the faster.
"Don't be stupid, Holly. She probably just ran out the back door." The lie she told herself was calm and rational, trying to make this into something better than it was because deep down she knew that it wasn't true. There was no way that was what had happened. Still, she bolted toward the back door, which should have been open.
It wasn't. Why wasn't it open? The blonde pulled at the door handle, trying to open it up, but it wasn't budging. And suddenly it hit her. This had to be a joke, someone pulling it over on her. Changing the house to try and make her scared. "Ha ha guys, very funny. You had me going there for a moment," she clapped as she spoke toward the open air, turning around to face the people who were surely hiding and watching her. "It was all very funny. You almost got me good."
Silence was all that greeted her and at first it wasn't a big deal, in fact, it was expected. But then the silence drew on, uncomfortably. Glancing around, no one seemed to be coming out. And then the creak in the floor came, somewhere off to the side during the flash of darkness and it kept coming closer. Someone was coming for her, dressed in all black. Standing tall, she tried to convince herself that it was still just a joke, but the adrenaline pumped too fast in her system and she felt herself twitching with every step.
Finally, the person was close enough to see as the light flashed and he was carrying a knife. A bloody knife, raised in the air as the slow deliberate steps came closer and closer, the flashing of the strobe light making everything worse. Brief flashes of the person moving in and she knew it wasn't a joke. Turning, she banged on the door, screaming for someone to open up but no one could hear over the blaring music. The last sounds she heard were the steps coming to a stop behind her and the far off laughter that ended Thriller.
The house was the cherry on top of her Halloween party - which people never could deny were always much better than anyone else's. She just was able to get into the spirit without problem, always. This year she'd dressed up as Alice from Alice in Wonderland, a look fitting with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Sure, the costume was a little on the 'naughty' side of the line, but her boyfriend hadn't been complaining when she'd put it on and she didn't really care about what other people thought.
Catching sight of her favorite cousin, she made her way over toward the other girl and smiled. "So, head into the haunted house, yet?"
"I told you, there's no way that I'm going in there," Ayla replied, crossing her arms over her chest after pushing back part of the long, dark wig that she was wearing to complete her Mortica costume. "And I haven't heard from a single person that's come out yet, so I bet it was too scary and they aren't telling me."
"You know I don't take no for an answer," the older girl said, grabbing onto her arm and starting to drag the other girl toward the house.
"Holly! Come on, don't make me do this!"
Hearing the pleading tone that her cousin used, Holly simply shook her head. "It's for your own good, come on," she insisted, continuing to drag the other girl up the stairs and finally into the house.
Immediately the doors slammed shut, darkness overtaking them in a way that Holly hadn't originally intended. A strobe light flashed in the distance as Thriller started playing outside at the party, filling the silence in the house. Neither one of them moved for a moment, an eerie feeling setting in around them.
"Well come on then, the sooner we get moving, the sooner this is over and I can get back to Ty." The blonde stood a bit taller and started walking toward the light, anticipating the falling spiders that made her cousin scream and curse her, as well as the zombie head that swung right in their path. They were halfway across the living room when Holly suddenly came a stop, looking around and frowning.
"What? What's going on?" Ayla asked, suddenly more panicked as she tried to look around for whatever it was that Holly saw.
"Shh!" she waved her hand into the other girl's face as she leaned forward slightly, listening for something that her cousin couldn't hear. "They should have-"
"No! I'm not spending more time here than I have to! I'm finishing this stupid house without you. You only dragged me in here for your amusement anyway!"
Holly shook her head as she watched her cousin storm forward into the house, apparently determined to get out already. But she stayed still for a few moments more and looked around to see if, in the few flashes of light that came from the strobe light still ahead, she could spot any of the actors that were supposed to be there. Where were they? She hadn't seen a single one yet and they should have been here, should have scared her already. Or, more like, scared Ayla already. Something wasn't right about this. A creak in the floor behind her had her turning to look, glancing into the shadows.
"What the-" she started, taking a step closer toward the direction she'd heard the noise in before her cousin's blood curtling scream came, sending goosebumps up her spine. This scream was different than the ones from earlier. "Ayla?"
And then she was running, running in the direction that her cousin had gone. She knew the other girl could be over dramatic most of the time, but right now she felt like this was something different. Her stomach twisted in despair as she made her way closer to where her cousin should have been, but she didn't see her anywhere. "Ayla?" she called again, looking around as best she could in the broken flashes of light and not seeing her. Her heart pounded all the faster.
"Don't be stupid, Holly. She probably just ran out the back door." The lie she told herself was calm and rational, trying to make this into something better than it was because deep down she knew that it wasn't true. There was no way that was what had happened. Still, she bolted toward the back door, which should have been open.
It wasn't. Why wasn't it open? The blonde pulled at the door handle, trying to open it up, but it wasn't budging. And suddenly it hit her. This had to be a joke, someone pulling it over on her. Changing the house to try and make her scared. "Ha ha guys, very funny. You had me going there for a moment," she clapped as she spoke toward the open air, turning around to face the people who were surely hiding and watching her. "It was all very funny. You almost got me good."
Silence was all that greeted her and at first it wasn't a big deal, in fact, it was expected. But then the silence drew on, uncomfortably. Glancing around, no one seemed to be coming out. And then the creak in the floor came, somewhere off to the side during the flash of darkness and it kept coming closer. Someone was coming for her, dressed in all black. Standing tall, she tried to convince herself that it was still just a joke, but the adrenaline pumped too fast in her system and she felt herself twitching with every step.
Finally, the person was close enough to see as the light flashed and he was carrying a knife. A bloody knife, raised in the air as the slow deliberate steps came closer and closer, the flashing of the strobe light making everything worse. Brief flashes of the person moving in and she knew it wasn't a joke. Turning, she banged on the door, screaming for someone to open up but no one could hear over the blaring music. The last sounds she heard were the steps coming to a stop behind her and the far off laughter that ended Thriller.