THE TENANT OF APARTMENT 123

Hia Kiddies. Welcome to EERIE-EDITION 93 OF CREEPS CASTLE, FIENDS! It is I, CREEPS, your GHOST-HOST here with another FIVE FESTERING-FABLES OF FEAR heh-heh-heh! Our FIRST FRIGHTFUL-FABLE, is about a peculiar tenant of an apartment who helps his Neighbor boy from across the hall. This REVOLTING-READ OF RENT is called…
On a Spring day back in 1950, there was a boy who ran a stick along a fence, as he walked up a sidewalk up, in Maple Creek, northern-Maine. He walked to the front porch of an apartment-house with a sign out, in the front yard reading in capital-black letters on it, "WILSON APARTMENT HOUSE CALL THE OFFICE AT: 330-621-9870". The boy sat down in a rocking-chair, and threw the stick in the bushes. "Hia Benny" another boy said to him, seeing him on the porch from out, on the sidewalk. "Hia Charlie. Happy Saturday" Benny replied to him, waving. Charlie ran up, on the porch and he gave Benny a high-five. "Wanna play Cards? We can get ice cream cones too before" Charlie asked him, with a grinning-face. "Sure, Charlie, let's go!" Benny answered with a smile. Benny and Charlie walked up the sidewalk together away from Wilson Apartment House and Benny glanced back at it. "Our one new tenant is odd, Charlie. He sleeps during the day and he goes out at night" Benny said. "Hank sounds odd Benny" Charlie replied to him, agreeing. That day, Benny and Charlie were back on Benny's front porch, sitting in rocking chairs, with a table in between them. They ate chocolate-flavored-ice cream cones, as a deck of cards sat on the table. That evening, Benny walked out, onto the front porch and saw an old rocking in one of the rocking chairs. He wore a dark-brown robe with a white collar, and white moccasins. "Well, good evening, Benny" he said to him and smiled, smoking a cigar. "Oh, uh, good evening Hank" Benny replied with a smile. "A pleasant evening out tonight. Crickets are chirping among the scent of lilacs" Hank said to Benny and inhaled more smoke, blowing it out then. "Yes sir it sure is" the boy agreed, saying. "It 'tis a nice quiet place here within this town of Maple Creek, Maine my dear boy" Hank said to him, smiling as he ran his hand through hi short, straight white hair.
A pair of wind chimes chimed as they hung from up, on the porch-ceiling, blowing in the wind of the evening. The following day, Benny walked out of his neighborhood with a fishing-pole. He walked into a park by some woods and to a creek then. He saw Charlie on the other side of the water and they waved at each other. Benny cast his fishing-line into the creek and Charlie cast his own line into it too. "How's it going Charlie?" Benny called to him. "Good thanks man. How was Church Benny?" Charlie answered and called back. "Good man. Hank is still sleeping today in Apartment 123" he called back. Two teenage bullies walked over to the creek by Benny then and one of them pulled his fishing-rod out of his hands. "Hey, give that back Fred" Benny said to the bully who took his fishing-pole. "So you can catch more wimps like yourself you wimp" Fred said back, meanly. "Give it back to him man" Charlie called to Fred. The other bully ran across the creek, splashing over to Charlie, grabbed his own fishing rod out of his hands, and pushed him to the ground, causing Charlie to scream out in pain. “You freakin’ wimp!” he said to Charlie being mean. “Nice job Jack” Fred called to the second bully. “Thanks Fred” Jack replied. Fred shoved Benny over too then, causing him to land on his side and scream out in pain. Then, Fred snapped Benny’s fishing rod in half and Jack snapped Charlie’s in half. “You guys broke our fishing poles!” Charlie said to Jack and Fred. “Yeah, and we’ll break your arms too!” Jack said back to him and clutched his arm tight. Fred gripped Benny’s arm tight took and they jerked their arms, as the boys screamed out in pain.
Benny and Charlie woke up and it was night out. They still were lying by the creek across from each other. They moaned and sat up. Hank walked over to them, carrying a lit-lantern, still dressed in his dark brown robe with the white collar and white moccasins. Hank saw the boys and gasped in surprised-shock. He stepped through the creek, set down his lantern, and picked up Charlie. Walking back to Benny, Hank said to him, "I shall return for you Benny no worries". Benny smiled at Hank and Hank carried Charlie away with him. Soon, Hank returned and picked up Benny. "Your Friend Charlie told me that town bullies Fred and Jack broke your fishing-poles and your arms, Benny" Hank said to him. "Yes they sure did Hank sir" Benny replied. During the night, the bullies drank bottles of gin together, as they stood behind a store. Hank came around the corner of the store, now having pupil less-eyes of black and two long fangs of white protruding from his upper lip, being a vampire. He was hissing at the teenagers and quickly grabbed Fred, hugging him tightly, sinking his fangs into Fred's throat, as he screamed in shocked-terror. Jack dropped his bottle of gin, screaming in surprise and ran for it. Fred slumped over dead and the vampire dropped his dead body on the ground, hissing away eerily. Jack ran and he suddenly heard hissing behind him. He ran into a neighborhood and tripped on the curb, falling and screaming. The bully rolled over onto his back and the vampire looked down at him from within the streetlight. Hank blinked his solid-black eyes and hissed at Jack, attacking him quickly, sinking his white long fangs into the bully's throat, as Jack screamed in pain and terror. Within the night, Hank carried the dead bodies of Fred and Jack over his shoulders to Wilson Apartment House, as he hissed away. The wind-chimes on the porch chimed as the front door opened by itself and the vampire walked into the place, with the door closing by itself then.
The next morning, Charlie woke up, wearing a cast on his arm and in a sling. A lady walked into his bedroom and smiled at him. He smiled back at her and she kissed his forehead. "Good morning Charlie my brave and sweet Son. How are you feeling?" the lady said to him. "Morning Mom. I am feeling good, only my arm is sore" Charlie replied to her. "Awe, I'll bring you some soup. It was sure nice of Benny and Mr. and Mrs. Wilson's Neighbor and brand new Tenant Hank to find you and bring you to your Father and I last night. Fred and Jack are fifteen years old, and you and Benny are only nine" Charlie's mother said to him. Charlie smiled. Meanwhile, Benny also was lying in a bed, wearing a cast on his arm with it in a sling, when a man and a woman came into his bedroom. "Good morning Son. Feeling better at all?" the man asked Benny. "Good morning Dad. Yeah I am thanks" Benny replied to him. "Good" the woman said to Benny and kissed his cheek, as his dad smiled. "Thanks Mom" Benny told her. "I, Mr. Wilson, shall not have an uncomfortable Son, Benny" Benny's dad said to him. "And I, Mrs. Wilson, shall not have one either Benny" Benny mom told Benny. That night, "Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata" was heard within the hallway of Wilson Apartment House, coming from within Apartment 123. Within Apartment 123, a record of "Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata" played on a record-player in the living-room, as Hank stirred a ladle within a pot on his kitchen-stove. He hissed away, being in his vampire form. At his kitchen-table, the skeletons of the bullies sat in chairs.
Heh-Heh, Hank was HANK-ERING for some BULLY-ON SOUP! He was FRED UP with what they did to poor Charlie and Benny. He should add some PEPPER JACK CHEESE to his meal hee-hee-hee-hee!