HALLOWEEN NIGHT HORRORS
OF THE E-GROUP!
by Laura
Webmaster's note: This
story contains a lot of inside jokes. Hey, you wanna know,
join the egroup! Heheh,
just kidding. Here's a short explanation for the bagel-impaired.
James is nickname of the ex-boyfriend
of an egroup member who went bagel-obsessed.
Brandon is the little twerp
who beats me all the time at the Pokemon League. There are several
Jessies in the group. That being said, read and be afraid!
WARNING: MAY BE TERRIFYING! READ ON…IF
YOU DARE!
The room is dim lit. Spiders scatter across
the floor as Gia sits down slowly in the corner. She reaches for
the ON button on the old computer.
*Creek*
The sound of the old door creaking sent
shudders up her spine. "It's just the wind." She whispered to herself,
but her instincts told her, that she was wrong.
A message flashed on the monitor screen,
which caused her breath to catch in her throat. It read:
SYSTEM FAILURE. LEAVE NOW, BEFORE YOUR
SYTEM IS FAILED TOO.
She gulped and shook her head, standing
up straight. [Note: I dunno what any of you look like so I'm just gonna
guess now K?] She brushed her long black hair out of her face and
walked slowly to the door. As her shaking hand reached the doorknob, it
knocked. No, not just a tap, a thump.
'O……………k…' she said to herself, stepping
backwards, then tripping over her own feet! "Owww! Man that hurt!"
Suddenly, her attention was distracted
from the door to the ceiling. There was a light sound coming from
the room above. She'd only come into the old house in a storm to shelter
from the rain, and so she'd no idea of who's it was, if it belonged to
anyone that is, or of its history.
She looked up at the ceiling, which was
cracked and crumbling, as if she'd actually *see* whatever it was that
was making the noises!
@>@>@>@>@
Meanwhile:
Tal looked around at her surroundings.
The wind and rain lashed all around her. "God, open the door already!"
she said loudly, mostly to the door itself than to anything, or anyone
else.
Suddenly, a loud shriek filled the night
air. (It was in fact Gia falling over but Tal wasn't able to hear the words,
only the sound of Gia shrieking and falling with a thump.)
"Oh *shit*." She said to herself, shaking
all over. She was so unsure of whether she should run away, go in or just
stand there in the rain like an idiot. She opted to go in, whispering to
herself, something like; "God help me, I'll do it for James. Mmmmm,,,,
James!"
She reached the doorknob and turned it
reluctantly, swallowing nervously. "I can't wait to tell the e-group about
*this*!" she said to herself, trying to conjure up courage. Without much
success.
@>@>@>@>@
Jonathan looked in the broken window at the
dark room. The store had closed about an hour before, but he didn't even
get to beat Brandon! It had been, all in all, a very bad day. Not to mention
the fact that he had totally humiliated himself earlier that day at the
Pokémon League. He'd decided to dress up, seeing as it *was*
Halloween, as a Clown Judge. Well, to cut a long story short, the only
other person who'd dressed up had been Gia.
"God, I must have looked so stupid!" he
muttered.
The wind was cold and sharp, but he didn't
notice that, not when he was busy staring at the dark graveyard. Was it
just him, or had he seen a small shadow float by one of the tombstones.
"Well, I guess I'd better check it out. Not like the store's gonna open
now anyway..." he mumbled.
@>@>@>@>@
Laura looked around her empty kitchen, the
darkness surrounding her.
"Stupid electric cut," she mumbled. Out
of the corner of her eye, she saw a quick object move across the room.
She shuddered and walked out of the room.
"I'm just no good at Halloween pranks..."
she mumbled.
Positioning herself in front of her DELL
computer, she began to type a message to Sick_Jessie;
'HEY SICK_JESS,
KINDA CREEPED OUT HERE AT HOME, NOTHING
TOO
BAD I GUESS... WHAT ARE YOU DOING? BE
BRAVER THEN ME! SEE YA, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
LAURA_MORGAN'
@>@>@>@>@
Sick_Jessie read over the e-mail and smiled
to herself. "Coward!" she laughed. She then glanced at her watch and gasped;
19:36. "Dammit!" she said angrily. "I'm meant to meet JessTR in…half an
hour at the Pokémon League!"
She logged off the net and ran for the
door.
Eventually she got to the Pokémon
League and met Jess. "Hey S.J!" (Note: SJ = Sick Jessie) shouted
Jess, running over to S.J. They hugged quickly in friendship, but
it soon changed to the patented terror hug used by the TV heroes Jessie
and James. The shadow loomed above them, smiling evilly. They knew
it was too late to escape.
@>@>@>@>@
Gia shrieked. "This is just going *too* far
ok?!" She yelled. "Cut it out. Now."
She tried to sound threatening, but in
truth, she was terrified. The sounds were coming from the next room, a
banging on the door separating the two rooms.
What Gia *didn't* know, was that it was
really Tal who was making the banging noise.
"Giavanna? Is, is that you in there?"
she called.
Gia swallowed. "Who, are you?"
"It's me. Tal. Lemme in already!" came
the reply.
Gia swallowed and sighed and swore all
at the same time somehow and let Tal in.
They laughed over all that had happened
and then got quite worried. How were the other members?
"We should try the Pokémon League."
Suggested Tal.
"Yeah," agreed Gia, "Probably wanted to
beat that brat Brandon..." Tal noticed Gia's eyes narrow, She was frothing
at the mouth too. "GIA! SNAP OUT OF IT!" she yelled. Suddenly,
Gia became the innocent (!) young e-grouper that she always
was.
@>@>@>@>@
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU ARSE!" yelled Laura.
It wasn't big enough to look threatening, but God it was! Hovering over
her, she knew the end was close.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPP!"
she cried. But it was too late. It had her too.
"Laura?" came a questioning voice. She
looked up into the eyes of her friends Sick_Jessie and JessTR. "Why are
you here?" she asked. JessTR's eyes filled with tears and she put
her hands over her face and began to cry. Sick_Jessie explained that it
was back...and it was holding them captive.
She felt it move in the direction of the
big house opposite. Somehow she knew, it was after Tal and Gia.
@>@>@>@>@
"I had no idea it was after us too!" yelled
Gia as she raced down the narrow hallway. The huge horrific shadow chasing
after her and Tal. They both gasped and leapt into a TR patented
fear hug. It was a dead end. I was coming closer. They knew that it knew
that it had them. Tal shrieked as it pulled her into itself as did
Gia seconds later. Inside, they were greeted by Laura, Sick_Jessie
and JessTR.
"Hi. Welcome to the group." Cheered JessTR
sarcastically.
"Oh damn it shut up." Spat Gia. "This
is all James fault!"
@>@>@>@>@
Jonathan walked through the graveyard, shuddering.
"Hell stop it Jonathan!" he ordered himself. "If you can deal with Laura
typing mad messages about new episodes of Pokémon, you can deal
with this."
But as the wind howled and the shadows
danced, he knew he was wrong. "Snap *out* of it man, you're like,
21, this is just your immature side." He said sternly. "Great. And
now I'm talking to myself, even worse, I'm talking to myself *about*
talking to myself!" he stamped on his right foot in a state of half
angry half insane mind and walked on, not noticing the dark presence behind
him until it was too late.
@>@>@>@>@
_Jessie_chan_ looked out of her window at
the sad individuals Trick Or Treating. She saw small witches, Frankenstein's
and about a million………*shudder*, Ash Ketchums. "Note to self, steal
their Pikachu's!" she laughed, stepping out into the wind. Her long, dyed
red hair blew about her face and she immediately regretted being
Jessie for Halloween. "Brr!" Freezing out here or what!"
She looked around for some sad kid dressed
as Ash for a Pikachu to capture. It was like, tradition.
"Dress as Jess, Dressed at her best. Stormy
weather, Find twerpy feller. When you do, Take his Pikachu." She laughed
out loud at her little rhyme and made for the closest Ash.
"Prepare for..." she stopped. He didn't even yell, "IT'S TEAM ROCKET!"
like the original Ash. No-one moved as the evil shadow moved towards her,
faster and faster.
"Is that a Pokémon?" asked one
mini-Ash.
"I'll ask Dexter," said another, pulling
out a cardboard Pokédex. But she knew what it was. It was:
(a) James'
fault
(b) Very
scary
(c) Not
escapable
(d) Her
destiny to be devoured.
Everything moved in slow motion as it
lunged at her, swallowing her whole. It the moved to face its on
looking crowd, which was filled to the brim with Ashes, Pikachu's, Mummies
and Misty's.
@>@>@>@>@
"Welcome Jessie-chan," said Tal sadly, "to
hell."
Laura was sobbing in a corner, chanting;
"It's all James' fault." The other members were either discussing
Holy Matrimony and shipping or just chanting with Laura.
@>@>@>@>@
It's mouth opened as it began to speak.
"You all thought you could get away with
it, *didn't you*?" it began. The crowd gasped at its ability to talk.
Several women fainted dramatically and stereotypically. You know, the back
of their hand on their forehead?
"Well. Now you know. We can fight back.
I will not eat any of you. Yet.. But the only reason these
young people were devoured is... they disrespected my kind. All day, every
day. They killed so many of us, slicing us with knives, eating us...
but now. Now *we* are the ones who have the last laugh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHA! MWA HA HWA! THE BAGELS...WILL RULE!"
@>@>@>@>@
And so the Bagels lived on in peace. No more
were eaten and the e-groupers all eventually escaped. But, the story of
the bagels isn't over. No, because, as I type, I look out my window...
oh god. Not again...
@>@>@>@>@
"I am the best. I am the best. I beat Giavanna
and I am the best!" Brandon.
He was too busy singing...badly...to notice
the giant bagel behind him. It was too late. And Brandon, *he* was
*not* spared.
@>@>@>@>@
HAHAHAHAHAHAHGAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
THAT WAS *SOOO*
MUCH FUN TO TYPE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
SORRY IF I LEFT OUT ANYONE, I WROTE THIS
WHEN I WAS: HIGH ON A BAGEL OVERDOSE. "DON'T EAT ME! AAAAAAGH!"
VEEEEEERY TIRED VERY BORED MAD COZ I MISSED POKÉMON
And there you go! I hope you liked it.
I betcha I could give Shakespeare a run for his money! Never was Juliet
eaten by a bagel! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!