The O'Riley House

Hee-Hee, hello again Kiddies. I, CREEPS, am voting in this FEAR'S PUTRID-PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION! Who's running is, GORE-GE WASHINGTON, SCARE-RON BURR, WOODROW KILL-SON, and SCARY S. TRUMAN hee-hee-hee-hee! BILE I'm voting, FEAR'S a BOOGEYMAN-BALLOT for you, called...
Back in August of 1938, an old man was standing outside of a bungalow, down in northwestern-Virginia one night, smoking a cigar. He sat down in a rocking chair, and picked up a banjo. He played "Oh, Susannah!" on it. A young woman walked out of the bungalow and saw the old man. She frowned at him. "Ted get in here and make me a glass of wine you idiot" the young woman said to the old man, meanly. "Oh, alright, Maggie!" Ted replied to her and sighed in sadness. Ted walked into the bungalow, passed Maggie, down the hall, and back to the kitchen. As he continued smoking his cigar, Ted poured wine from out of a bottle, into a glass on the kitchen-island. Maggie walked into the kitchen and drank some of the wine out of the glass then, as Ted walked into their hallway. Ted walked into the living-room and grabbed a newspaper from on the coffee table. He sat down in a chair and read the front page. Maggie drank the rest of her glass of wine and pulled a gun out of the pocket of her apron. She walked quietly into the living room and the sound of the gun firing was heard from within the room from out, in the hallway. Then there was the sound of someone falling to the floor. Ted's dead body was laying on the floor of the living-room, facedown. Maggie stepped on his cigar, putting it out.
Maggie dragged the shadowy corpse of Ted out of their living room, into the dark hall and up it, out, onto the front porch. As she gasped, she pulled his dead body by its arms, over to a lake in the dark and pulled it into the water. Maggie ran out of the water and watched Ted's dead body facedown in the water, sink into the algae-filled-lake. Meanwhile, three boys wandered down a sidewalk in the neighborhood of bungalows together. Maggie ran back into the bungalow and one of the boys carried a plate of snickerdoodle cookies in his hands, as they got closer to her bungalow. Soon, the living-dead zombie of Ted emerged from the lake, slowly stepping out of it, with his white hair covered in algae, and lake plants hanging down from the left side of his dead head. More algae covered the bullet-hole within Ted's rotting-forehead, and as he slowly moved, his wrinkled-rotting-flesh became a sickening-pale-green color. As the zombie of Ted slowly stepped closer to his house in his soaking-wet white-collared-t-shirt, light-brown-shorts, and light brown moccasins, he seemed to glare eerily at the bungalow with his decaying-eyeless-eye-sockets. The boys got closer to the house and saw the shadowy-figure of Ted slowly step onto his front porch. The living dead zombie entered the hallway and slowly crept into his living room. He looked around at the now clean room and moaned deeply and eerily. The three boys got to the bungalow and one of them knocked on the door. 
"Mr. O'Riley sir. It's me, Ed, along with Frank who has cookies and George sir" the boy who knocked on the door called out. "Being a retired Professor of a college, Mr. O'Riley might've gone to bed in his vacation house here, Ed" Frank said to him, standing behind him. "Perhaps he did Frank" Ed replied to him. "Yeah, he was walking slow fellas" George said to them. "He looked tired George" Ed told him. Suddenly, they all heard Ted moan and shook in surprise. Ed, Frank and George went into the house, and wandered down the hallway together. Suddenly, the living-dead zombie of Ted stepped out of the living-room, causing the boys to gasp in surprise. "Good evenin' boys. Please help me. Maggie me Wife has always been abusive to me. It was me mistake marrying her twelve years ago. She waited for me to die, so she could inherit me wealth and all. She finally killed me this evenin' boys!" the zombie of Ted explained to Ed, Frank and George now with a distorted-voice. "Gee, Mr. O'Riley, we're sorry. Yes we'll help y'all sir" they replied. Meanwhile, Maggie walked out of a room upstairs and stood up, at the top of the staircase. 
She walked downstairs and into the hallway, seeing Ed, Frank and George standing by the entrance to the living room. "Good evenin' Mrs. O'Riley ma'am. We brought y'all and Mr. O'Riley some more snickerdoodle cookies from my Mama" Frank said to her. "Howdy boys. Thanks Franky, they look delicious as always" Maggie replied to them and then to Frank. The boys and Mrs. O'Riley walked into the living-room and she saw the zombie of Mr. O'Riley standing in front of his chair. He moaned eerily and deeply, blinking his eye-sockets at Maggie. As Mrs. O'Riley screamed in terror, the boys ran out, into the hall and they all pulled the double-doors closed, quickly, with George latching the French doors. They ran back to the kitchen and Frank put the plate of cookies on the kitchen island then. The zombie of Ted gripped Maggie's throat, shaking her back and forth, choking her. He moaned deeply as she writhed back and forth. Then, Mrs. O'Riley slumped forwards, dead. The zombie of Mr. O'Riley let go of Maggie's dead body, and moaned again. Soon, the dead old man slowly stepped into the lake and walked down, into it slowly. Ed, Frank and George walked away from his bungalow, saw him and waved with slight grins. The zombified-head and neck of Mr. O’Riley was sticking up, out of the water, within the bright moonlight, and the dead man smiled. 
That’s another WATERED-DOWN ENDING, that didn’t LAKE TERROR ha-ha-ha-ha! At least Poor Mr. Ted O’Riley had more SICKER-DOODLE COOKIES brought to him again. Even though Poor Maggie got ALL CHOKED-UP about it, Mr. O’Riley did give her her own JUST DESSERTS heh-heh-heh-heh. Now on with THREE FEARS FOR THE DEAD, FRIGHT AND BOO! Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!