The Curse Of Captain Ahab

An EERIE-INVITATION to read this SIXTY-SIXTH DEADITION OF CREEPS CASTLE, Kiddies.  Welcome to my CASTLE OF CREEPS here.  I am CREEPS, your HOST OF A GHOST into FABLES OF FEAR based on FOLKLORE heh-heh!  Here's a SAND-COVERED SCREAM-STORY to CURDLE YOUR FLESH, called...

Seagulls were walking on a beach down, in South Carolina, one hot day back in 1967.  They were making their noises and a small group of three teenage hippies were out, on the deck of a beach house, smoking cigarettes together.  Van Morrison sang "Brown Eyed Girl" on the transistor-radio they head on a chair up, on deck with them.  "Wanna go for a swim Mike?" one hippie asked another one.  "Sure, Waldo, let's catch a far-out wave man" Mike answered.  "You guys just want to impress groovy chicks on the beach" the third hippie told Waldo and Mike.  "Yeah, Ron, they look groovy down there man" Mike replied to him.  Waldo, Mike and Ron put out their cigarettes and ran out, on the beach.  A group of five teenage bullies were standing on the beach and one of them stuck out his leg, tripping Ron, causing him to fall headfirst into a pile of sand then.  "Hey, ya dopes, go hide like hermit crabs.  We are partyin' in this area" one bully laughed at the hippies.  "Hey, man, peace and love" Ron told him getting up.  "Yeah dude.  Be cool" Waldo and Mike said to the bully.  "Just keep out of our area guys" he warned them and the hippies went back to their beach-house.

Mike, Waldo and Ron listened to The Byrds sing "Mr. Tambourine Man" on their transistor radio, and ate a bag of Rold Gold Pretzels together, standing up, on the deck.  There was a seemingly abandoned shack a few miles up the beach and Waldo noticed it.  "Look fellas, some old guy probably lives in that shack" he pointed to it, saying.  "Yeah Waldo.  Wonder if he has a far-out pad in there!" Mike stated.  They ran back out to the beach, took off their shirts, and went out, into the ocean, swimming.  Mike, Ron and Waldo swam around for a few minutes in the sea, then came back to the shore.  As they ran, the hippies accidentally ran into the five bullies, knocking them all over.  "Ah, man, we're sorry guys!!" Ron, Waldo and Mike apologized to them as they got to their feet.  "YOU FREAKIN' MORONS!" the teen bullies shouted back to them and the hippies ran from them.  The five chased Ron, Mike and Waldo up the beach to the small shack.  They were beat up by the bullies, being kicked in the legs and knees, and hit in the faces and stomaches many times.  As the three fell onto the sand with black eyes, bruising lips, ribs and stomaches, the five bullies laughed at them, leaving.  As the hippies groaned in pain, the door of the shack opened.  "Greetings there boys.  Are ye alrighteth?" a man's voice with a British accent called out to them.  "Help us sir please" Mike pleaded with the mysterious man within the shack.  "Yes, I shall assist ye indeed my boy come in here" the man's voice invited.  Mike, Waldo and Ron slowly helped each other up and stumbled in pain into the guy's shack.

The unknown man was in shadow in his lantern-lit-shack and he said to the hippies, "I am certainly sorry indeed about those other wicked boys beating ye and causing ye harm."  "Thank you sir" the three teens replied.  "Ye are welcometh.  Please, taketh a seat my dear boys.  I am Captain Ahab" the shadowy-man told them and introduced himsealf as.  "Thanks mister.  Uh, captain eh?" Ron thanked him, then asked, as they took seats in 18th century-style chairs.  "Why, yes my boy.  My crew and I landed upon this beach, and tooketh shelter from a thunderstorm until thy storm twas gone in thee morn.  My crew forgotteth me when they sailed away on my ship" Captain Ahab explained.  "I shall place a curse upon those wicked boys fore having harmed ye" he carried on.  Ron, Waldo and Mike stumbled back to their beach house a while later.  They had cloth-bandages wrapped around their bruised-ribs and stomaches.  "That guy talked in an old English Ron" Mike said.  "Yeah he did Mike.  At least he was groovy enough to help us out" Ron said back to him, as the three sat up, on deck with The Byrds sing "Turn! Turn Turn!" on the transistor-radio.  The five bullies were all smoking cigarettes as they were lying on the beach together.  "Those jerks better not come back to our spot of the beach here, Chris" the bully who warned the hippies earlier told a second one.  "Yeah, Ed, they probably are in too much pain now man" Chris answered.  Both Chris and Ed inhaled more of their cigarette smoke when their hands that they held them with seemed to dry up, crack and rot.  "What the heck man!!" Ed proclaimed in terror, as their hands shriveled up.  The skin of the three other bullies started to rot also.  Their flesh seemed to melt away like slime from their bones causing them to scream in terror and run.  Captain Ahab sat at a table in his shack, stirring some white slime in a bowl with a wood spoon, sitting and whispering away in the shadows.

Ed, Chris and the three other bullies ran to the shack, rotting into skeletons quickly and falling into the sand with their screams dying down.  "Hey, those guys looked like they were rotting away like dead bodies man!!!" Waldo proclaimed to Mike.  "Yeah Waldo they did.  Captain Ahab's curse!" he answered as he Waldo and Ron hurried down to the beach by their shirts.  The door of Captain Ahab's shack opened and the captain came out, into the sunlight then.  He was a living dead zombie, dressed in a faded-orange pirate's coat, black dress-pants, black boots, a black worn-out hat, and an old white dress-shirt.  Captain Ahab was also a skeleton with a huge wad of cobwebs clinging to his decayed-nose-hole.  The zombie of Captain Ahab grabbed the skeletons of the cursed bullies, and drug their boney-remains into his shack by their skeletal-wrists, with both of his own skeletal-hands.  The living-dead Captain Ahab stepped back outside and the old withering-skeleton sat down on the sturdy branch of a tree next to his home.

The skeleton of Captain Ahab sitting on the tree branch. Ol' Captain Ahab found a brand new SKELETON CREW eh, Kiddies?  Now he can croon "A PIRATE'S DEATH FOR ME" hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!  I wonder if he has any GOLD DOU-BOO-NS aha-ha-ha-ha.