"BREEZEWOOD CABINS"

Heh-Heh, hello again Kiddies! Welcome to this ICKY-ISSUE 94 OF CREEPS CASTLE, with me, your HOST OF HORROR, CREEPS. Our MAGGOTZINE begins with a TERROR-TALE, about a GRUESOME-GETAWAY, known as...
One early-evening back in the August of 1964, a young man and young lady were riding in a car together up, in the wilderness of southeast-Canada, with the young man driving. On the car-radio, The Temptations sang "The Way You Do The Things You Do". "Breezewood Cabins should be really nice, Charlie" the young woman said to the young man. "Yes, Edna, it should be fun this weekend there. Mom and Dad are happy that we're taking a break from our new jobs this weekend. And I get to spend time with you my Sister!" Charlie replied to her, grinning. Charlie and Edna rode down the road to three cabins on the left-hand-side of it, and Charlie parked in front of the middle cabin. A sign hung on a pole beside the road reading: "BREEZEWOOD CABINS" in white capital-letters, that were painted on it. During the night, Edna and Charlie stood in a cabin together, each looking out an open-window. Meanwhile, a lady was standing in the living-room of middle cabin, and opened a door, turned on a light, and walked downstairs. She walked down, into the cellar, where there was a huge crate at, sitting in the middle of the room. The lady got a crowbar off of a wall and wedged it through the padlock on the crate, breaking it. Then, she opened the crate and low growling was heard from within it. The lady ran upstairs quickly with the crowbar, as the growling got louder.
Charlie and Edna sat out, on the front porch of the cabin in rocking chairs, and Edna stared over at the middle cabin to the right-hand-side. As the sounds of crickets chirping were heard, the lady came out of the middle cabin, carrying a tray. She walked over to their cabin and put the tray with two glasses of ice tea on it, down on an end table on the porch between the rocking-chairs. "Have some ice tea Edna and Charlie" the lady said to them. "Thank you Miss Brookwater ma'am!" Edna and Charlie replied to her, gratefully. "Enjoy. It's my Breezewood Cabins Recipe" Miss Brookwater said. She walked back over into the middle cabin and they drank the iced teas. Meanwhile, the low growling was heard in the cellar as something unseen scurried over to the wall on the left-hand-side. The open-crate dripped with dark-green slime, and then, there was loud crumbling sound. A hole was in the wall on the left-hand-side then, where the growling was heard from within it. Charlie and Edna walked into a bedroom with two beds in it. They each laid down in a bed. The unseen thing scurried, burrowing a tunnel, growling away.
Miss Brookwater stood within the kitchen by the window of the middle cabin, and poured a bottle of Popov Vodka into a glass of orange juice, making a Screwdriver. She drank the Screwdriver and looked out the kitchen-window. Miss Brookwater walked into the living room and sat down on a couch. “I’ll feed Edna and Charlie to that creature I found. They’ll be the first victims. I hope they enjoyed that iced tea that I drugged to knock them out. I’ll go drag them down, into the cellar over in their cabin soon” Miss Brookwater said to herself, being drunk. Then she passed out suddenly. Both Edna and Charlie were passed out within the beds. During the night, they both came to, yawning and stretching. “I feel like I’ve been drugged, Brother” Edna said to him. “So do I, Edna my Sister!” Charlie replied to her. There was a sound of a scurrying within the bedroom wall then. The scurrying went from within the wall, down, to underneath the floor.
A monster with solid-white eyes, burst through the floor suddenly, growling lowly. It also had: beige-colored-flesh, yellow teeth, short and straight white hair, and a nose-hole like a skeleton’s. The monster’s really long neck shot up, out of the hole in the floor, as Edna and Charlie screamed in horror at it. The monster’s bloated body of doughy-beige-flesh, shot up, out of the hole, and Edna ran out of the bedroom, screaming. The monster swung its long, yellow-claws at Charlie, but Charlie ducked, and ran passed it, out of the bedroom. Charlie got to the doorway of the front door, and the monster’s head was behind him suddenly, the monster bit his ear, causing him to scream in pain. Charlie quickly pulled a pocket knife out of his jeans-pocket and stabbed the thing in the back of the head, causing it to let go of his ear, as dark green slime oozed out of its wound. The monster growled in pain and Charlie ran out of the cabin. He ran next door to the middle cabin, where his sister was pounding on the front door of it. Charlie hugged his sister and she hugged him back then. Charlie opened the cabin-door and he and Edna walked into the living room. Meanwhile, the monster crawled through the tunnel from the other side of it, growling away deeply, its pupil less-eyes of white rolling around in its sockets.
Charlie shook Miss Brookwater's shoulder, and she came to then. "Miss Brookwater, we all have to get out of here ma'am. There's something in our cabin!!!" Charlie said to her. She stood up from the couch and quickly grabbed a rifle from underneath it. Miss Brookwater aimed it at Charlie, making him and Edna both gasp in surprised-fear. "Yes, and I am gonna feed both of you to that something, Charlie. You'll both will be the first ones!" Miss Brookwater said to him and then to both him and his sister. She backed Charlie over by the cellar-door. She opened the door and poked him in his stomach with her rifle. He turned around and walked downstairs. When he got downstairs, Charlie looked around the basement, spotting the crate with dark-green slime on it. Edna walked downstairs and Miss Brookwater shut the basement-door. She latched it then. The monster poked its slime-oozing-head out of the hole in the wall, growling deeply at the siblings, causing them to scream in horror. The creature crawled out of the hole in the wall, growling away, it's head oozing dark green slime, its doughy-body bloated and beige. It stood up on its feet with more long claws of yellow protruding from its bloated-toes, and approached Edna. She screamed some more, and the monster clutched the side of her head, but Charlie attacked it, stabbing the thing again with his pocket-knife in its head-wound. More slime oozed out of it, as the creature growled in pain, loudly, letting go of Edna then. As it clutched the wound within the back of its short and straight white-haired-head, Charlie grabbed his sister around her shoulder, and she ran upstairs. He followed her. Edna pounded on the door of the cellar, while her brother turned the doorknob back and forth, quickly. The creature walked slowly up the stairs, its pupil less-eyes of white rolling, its clawed-hands reaching out. Miss Brookwater stood by the door and unlatched it. It burst-open and Edna was about to run, but Miss Brookwater aimed her rifle at her head.
Edna ducked quickly and Miss Brookwater fired the gun, shooting the side of the doorway. Then, she rushed to the top of the basement steps, aiming her gun at Charlie, but she lost her balance, falling backwards, screaming. The creature caught her, holding her by her arms with its claws, and growled at Miss Brookwater then. The monster bit her in her face, with its yellow teeth, causing her to scream more and both Edna and Charlie ran into the living-room. Charlie slammed the door shut and latched it. He and his sister hugged each other and sat down on the couch together. They both fell asleep. Later, at dawn, Charlie unlatched the cellar door, opened it, and walked downstairs. The cellar was quiet and the crate was shut. He quietly walked over to it and found Miss Brookwater’s skull on the floor behind it. Charlie then quietly opened the crate and found the monster sleeping on its side within it. Its long neck was curled up and it growled as it slept. Charlie shook slightly with fear, trembling, and picked up Miss Brookwater's rifle from on the floor. All of a sudden, the monster stuck its head and long neck up, out of the crate, being awake, growling lowly at Charlie. He aimed the rifle at it, shooting it right in the mouth. Its head and neck slumped over the front of the crate, dead then. Charlie sighed in relief. That morning, Edna and Charlie rode off from Breezewood Cabins together, smiling with Charlie driving his car further down the rode.
Hee-Hee, well, that was a CRATE ENDING to Edna and Charlie's SHRIEKEND SLAY-CATION, eh, Kiddies? That was quite a BREEZE within a CELLAR OF BREEZEWOOD CABINS for the monster to DIE-NE ON poor Miss Brookwater! Talk about being ONCE BITTEN AND TWICE DIE aha-ha-ha-ha!