Aquatic Horror

Ah, it's nice to get out of my CASTLE and do a little CREEP SEA DIE-VING heh-heh-heh-heh. I hope I end up on a GORE-RAL REEF aha-ha-ha-ha-ha! But while I am still on the SEA-GORE, I'll introduce our tale, kiddies. It's A-BOAT a couple who live on a boat and end up having SKELETONS OF FUN on it. In a NASTY-NAUTICAL-NARRATION I call...

Out, on the Atlantic Ocean, there was a boat by the shore of South Carolina, back in 1961 one day. A man walked out of the boat and onto its deck. He admired the ocean and lit a cigarette. "Ah, Clarice, come out here and take a look at this view of The Atlantic Ocean, sweetheart!" he called. A woman came out of the boat and saw the ocean. "Wow, it's beautiful Arthur" Clarice said to the man and he kissed her on the forehead. "It sure is just like you are" Arthur told her. "Thank y'all darling!" Clarice said. "A year of living on a boat here. What an interesting marriage Aurthur" she told him. "Yes Clarice. I have been the sea-loving type since I was a boy" he responded. That afternoon, Clarice was in a supermarket, putting a pineapple into her shopping cart and a man smiled at her, standing across from her. She saw him and smiled back. "Howdy, Clarice. Nice to see you today here" the man said to her. "Howdy, Ed. Thank y'all. Nice to see you too. I was going to buy this pineapple here and make us a cocktail tonight" Clarice said to him. "Oh good honey. My door will be unlocked for y'all" Ed told her and she kissed him on his cheek then.

That evening, Clarice was in her and Arthur's houseboat, holding a cocktail in a cocktail glass in the kitchen. Arthur came into the kitchen and she said to him, "here, honey, I made y'all a lime cocktail". "Awe, thank you Sweetheart" he responded. Clarice handed him the drink and he drank it down. Arthur then put his hand on his forehead. "Ah, Clarice, I'm feeling dizzy" he said to her. "Go to bed early, Arthur. It's probably the heat" she answered and he walked out of the kitchen. When Arthur got to the doorway of their bedroom, he collapsed. Clarice came and saw that he was dead. She drug his body to the door leading outside, glanced out it and pulled the corpse out, on the deck. Clarice quickly kicked Arthur's dead body into the ocean and ran into the boat then. During that night, she rang the doorbell of a condo and Ed answered the door. "Evenin' sweetheart. Thank y'all for comin' by" Ed said to her. "Sure thing Ed dear" Clarice responded and she and Ed kissed each other on the lips. Six years later, Ed and Clarice were sitting at a dining-room table in Ed's condo one night, and they drank glasses of wine together. A record played "Mr. Tambourine Man" By The Byrds on a record player within the living room. "So, honey, where did you live six years ago when we first met and dated?" Ed asked Clarice. "On a houseboat with my Uncle darling" she answered, lying to Ed. "Oh wow!" Ed said. The telephone rang and Ed got up and answered it. "Hello. Yes sir. My Wife Clarice is right here" he said on the phone. Clarice came to Ed and he handed her the phone.

"Hello, this is Clarice!" she said on the phone. "I know what y'all did to him in your houseboat Clarice. Come back to it now, or I'll call the cops" an eerie, old voice that was distorted said over the phone to her. They hung up then. Clarice did too then and gasped in fear. "Ed, I'll be back soon" she told her husband, grabbed a pair of keys off of a coffee-table within the living-room and ran out of the condo, as Ed asked: "Clarice, who was it?". Clarice walked into her old houseboat and into the kitchen. She walked out, onto the deck and looked out, at The Atlantic Ocean. A decomposing-skeleton jutted up, out of the water and clung to the railing of the boat by her, being a zombie. It laughed in the eerie, old distorted-voice that was on the phone, Clarice screaming in surprised-horror, as the living-dead zombie climbed up, onto the deck. Clarice screamed and the skeleton laughed in its distorted voice at her. "Howdy, Clarice, it's me, Arthur!" the decomposed-zombie told her in its rotted voice. "ARTHUR? BUT I KILLED YOU WITH POISON!" Clarice said to the zombie, screaming. The living dead zombie of Arthur tangled his boney-digits in Clarice's hair and she screamed even louder and frantically gasped in terror.

She tried running, but the zombified-skeleton of Arthur gripped the side of her head with his other boney-hand and pulled her to him. Laughing eerily in his distorted-voice, the living-dead man scrambled over the railing of the houseboat, pulling Clarice over it with him. They fell into the water and she screamed, splashing about in terror, but the gurgling-laughter of Arthur's decomposed-zombie was heard within the water. His decomposed-skull was halfway out of the water and his skeletal-hands grasped Clarice's head, jerking it and snapping her neck, killing her instantly. Her corpse sank down, into the ocean and Arthur's skull fully sank down into the water as well then, as the zombie let out eerie, bubbly-laughter.

What a WATERED DOWN ENDING that was eh, BOYS AND GHOULS? Clarice GOT THE OCEAN that Arthur had a BONE TO PICK with her ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I'm surprised she did not DECK HIM...ON DECK THAT IS! It was A-BOAT TIME eh? Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.