The coincidental horrors began on a rainy October day. Not even the Annoying Girl sporting her stylish short hair could have predicted such atrosities. The Four Friends and the Outsider progressed through the school day as per usual; barely surviving that extra twinge of anticipation floating in the air like dandilion seeds. Not unlike those seeds, the Four Friends and the outsider were soon to be swept away by the winds of destiny. Although the winds change course as randomly as a pair of dice rolling Snake Eyes, every once-in-awhile paths align themselves parallel; causing an eerie band of situations with seemingly supernatural roots. Alas, the Four Friends and the outsider are merely mortals and hold no clairvoyant powers of any kind.
The quest for insanity launched immediately after the Four Friends' attendance at a final emotional ceremony of adolescence gone sour. They skipped lightly down the slick-paved road to the Curly One's dwelling; but only for a moment. Thus, the time came for cruising in the Shorty's sweet ride which included breaking-the-sound-barrier and the ultimate horrors of pop music blaring. Soon, however, the musical tastes of the Shorty's became too great for the remaining three; and rides were switched. Now the Lucky Boy held three measly lives among his own, no pressure of course. Unfortunately they were forced to retrieve the Lucky Boy's arch nemisis from her temporary work. Whilst their tedious waiting around for the Euphorically Skanky Overgrown Fetus, the Four Friends gazed wantingly into a distant strobe light. This night was surely queer; for the Annoying Girl squealed at each petty detail. Unusual as it was for her to be so skittish, it was agreed that the demonic fake owl perched on a skeleton branch was, indeed, most disturbing.
Soon the Four Friends and the Euphorically Skanky Overgrown Fetus ventured to the Lucky Boy's dwelling. Once rid of Lucky Boy's arch nemisis, the Four Friends hauled away under the watery moonlight to visit their fifth friend, the Pope Want-to-Be. Upon arriving at the Tahj Mahal rival known only as Family Foods of Carol Stream, they noticed the establishment ceased to be open. Defeated, the Annoying Girl suddenly chirped a neurotic suggestion to play a harmless practical joke on one of the local fast-food establishments. They chose the esteemed Dunkin' Doughnuts as their first victim. Common sense ruled against the drive-through, leaving their only option as to enter the rotten building where grease fried glazed babies were born out of greed and anti-diabetic body types. This plan fell into a deep abyss of wishful thinking as the Four Friends concluded it wasn't the most intelligent act. Soon the Four Friends floored ass as a grim DD Manager curiously whipped out a cell phone and proceeded to stare at them with bloody hatred. The Four Friends quickly proceeded to the local Tarjea to retrieve the Outsider. Moments passed, and the Curly One had to retrieve to her cozy sleeptime palace.
Following the riveting evening of stereotypical teenage frivolity, the Annoying Girl, Shorty, Lucky Boy and the Outsider longed for an occupier of time. Suddenly the Annoying Girl fondled yet another idiotic suggestion; to flip a mystical quarter and have it determine their destination! Twas a hit, and that is what the Three Friends and the Outsider proceeded to do. Oh the mystical quarter lead them to far off regions they'd traveled so many times afore; alas the evening made their adventure seem random and peculiar. A left turn came about, as a calm darkness blanketed the road. Yonder, a double arrowed sign. The mystical quarter ordered a right turn, then another. Before them layed rusty forgotten tracks leading to anywhere but destiny. Lucky Boy hesitated at these tracks, for the curious road ahead of them cast numerous questionable shadows. Cornfields enveloped the earth as far as their sore eyes could see; looming high above the ground, accusing them of trespassing. At least, the air stunk of such feelings.
The Annoying Girl and Lucky Boy began to jest about this road being one known as "Munger". Supposedly haunted, Munger Road was a place brimming with spirits of bitter decent and paranormal activity. Since this road, Smith as a nearby sign had read, was completely alienating, they chuckled on. Until the next street, where the Annoying Girl would have flipped the aforementioned coin, when Lucky Boy slowed to squint at the North-bound street. Squinting at the street sign simultaneously, the Three Friends and the Outsider clearly saw "Munger Road". Before human nature reacted, the Annoying Girl, Lucky Boy and the Outsider quivered from a sudden malevolent tingle which whisked through their bodies like a spork in J-E-L-L-O! Pandemonium. Lucky boy braked, the Outsider inquired on what he was doing, Lucky Boy then sped and sped and sped past the limit in a whirl, the four freaked out to the inner depths of their soul, Lucky Boy cussing, Annoying Girl whimpering, Shorty laughing hysterically, the Outsider breathing heavily, Lucky Boy losing his sense of direction finally forced himself to stop the vehicle and re-evaluate the situation.
Why had the coin led them to Munger Road? Obviously none of them knew where this road was located. Had it been only chance or was it destiny? The Three Friends and the Outsider were obligated to know the truth. After a few minutes of coaxing, the Annoying Girl had persuaded Lucky Boy to turn back. The Outsider wasn't too pleased, yet Shorty thrived on this sort of thing. Once again they reached the gaping mouth of Munger Road. If they only had known they were to be swallowed whole and lost forever. The grainy sounds emmitted from rubber on gravel made their teeth grind and their minds reel with adulterated imagination. Visions of ghostly murders, maulings and people being impaled by rediculously large fishhooks by a man in a Death-like cloak filled their subconcious. A rolling light sparkled over the trees. An unnoticed body of water. Tragedy struck. The Three Friends and the Outsider never stood a chance. But what happened to them, you ask? Well, perhaps you should venture to Munger Road and see for yourself....
