The Night Of The Fever

Hello Kiddies! I was just listening to a REVOLTING-RECORD on my RECORD-SLAYER of THE GOLDEN MOLD-IES aha-ha-ha-ha-ha. This is sure some CLASSIC ROT AND ROLL hee-hee. Everything from CHAD AND SCARE-REMY, to GHOUL-IE LONDON heh-heh-heh-heh! Listen to this MUSICAL-MONSTERPIECE, CREATURE-RING a CREEPY-CONDITION that a man has to cure during...

A man was driving a yellow Camaro one night back in 1970, on a road going through the backwoods of southern-Alabama. On his car-radio, The Byrds sang "Mr. Tambourine Man". He noticed a cottage and turned off the road into its driveway of gravel. The man walked up, on the cabin's front porch, and knocked on the door. A young lady answered the front door and the man asked her, "good evenin' ma'am, I am lost this here evenin'. Could y'all please give me directions to Montgomery?". "Ah, good evenin' sir. Why, yes, it is fifty miles northeast from here. Please come on in and I will give y'all directions in writing along with a map" the young lady replied to him, inviting him kindly. "Why, thank y'all ma'am" he said and followed her into the cabin. There was a young man drinking a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey, who sat at the kitchen table, as the lady and man walked through the archway between the living room and the kitchen. "I am George by the way ma'am" the man said to the lady, introducing himself as. "Howdy, George, I am Penelope, and this here is m'Husband Henry" the lady responded, introducing herself and the man sitting at the kitchen-table as. "Howdy, George sir nice meetin' ya" Henry said to him and they shook hands. "Howdy, Henry and Penelope. Likewise sir and ma'am" George said to him and Penelope. "Please, sit down George and have a bit of whiskey sir" Henry said to him, inviting the man. "Oh, why, thank y'all" he responded and took a seat at the table. Suddenly, there was the scream of a little girl, coming from within another room then.

"Who the heck is that?" George asked Henry. "Oh dear. That is just our Daughter Francine sir. She has unfortunately caught some sorta fever. My Pa is with her in there. Poor thing Francine" Henry explained. He handed George a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey. "Oh. I am sorry to hear that sir. Thanks" George responded. He opened the bottle and took a swig of whiskey. An older man came out of a bedroom, looked at Penelope and Henry, then sighed. "Henry m'boy, poor Francine is transformin' a reckon, Son" the older man said to him. "I'll go check on her Pa!" Henry responded to him and he, Penelope and George all walked into the bedroom passed Henry's father. A little girl was lying in the bed and her eyes were an eerie bright-green color and without pupils within them. Penelope gasped in horror, putting her hand to her mouth and Henry gasped in shock as well. "What did your Daughter eat or drink sir???" George asked him, with a shocked look on his face. "She had uh, gotten bitten by a dang snake outside today, George. Then she had gotten a fever later on this here evenin' sir" Henry answered, recalling. George looked out Francine's bedroom-window and saw that the moon was full, big and orange. "It is a full moon out Folks. That is infectin' her fever from her snake bite!" George said to Penelope, Henry and Pa. Francine's straight and long dark-brown hair blew eerily within no wind, and her flesh turned a sickening-pink color. She writhed and squirmed from side to side on her bed and her toes and fingers grew black long and sharp claws all of a sudden. Francine let out a deep roar, being a monster then.

Francine roared lowly within her yellow nightgown and her Parents along with George hurried out of her bedroom. Henry shut the door and latched it. An older woman came downstairs and hugged Pa. "Is our Granddaughter feelin' better dear?" she asked Pa. "No honey. I'm afraid not" Pa answered her. "Ma poor Francine's transformed into some kinda monster from that there snake bite on her leg" Henry said to the older woman. "What? How horrible, Henry my boy" Ma told Henry, hugged him, then kissed his cheek. An axe came through the front door then suddenly. As Ma and Penelope screamed, a large enough hole was chopped in the door and a burglar stepped into the cottage through it. Henry hugged Penelope and Pa hugged Ma. George stared wide-eyed at the crook. "Evenin' folks. Mighty fine cabin y'all have here. Shame that I'll burn it down after I murder and rob ya" the burglar said to Penelope, Henry, Ma and Pa. He got close to Ma and rose his ax. "NOT ONE SINGLE MOVE, ANY OF Y'ALL, OR SHE GETS THIS FIRST YA HEAR?!" the burglar said to Henry, Pa, Penelope and George, threatening. Francine's bedroom-door shook and deep roars were heard from within the room. The crook glanced over at her door and stepped over to it. The sound of a child laughing then was heard beyond the door and the burglar unlatched the door, opening it then. The pink-skinned-monster stood within the room and roared deeply at him. The crook screamed in surprised-horror and swung his axe at it. The monster ducked and attacked him, plunging the black claws on its fingers into the burglar's cheeks within the shadows. He screamed in pain, dropping the ax.

Henry, Penelope, Ma, Pa and George all screamed, as the pupil less-bright-green-eyed-monster suddenly sprayed bright green slime out of its mouth and onto the burglar. The slime sizzled and burned him, as he screamed, being covered in it, and fell to the floor, dead. George looked down at the crook's dead body and saw that it had become a skeleton covered in slime. The monster roared and opened, another door, running down, into the cellar. George swigged down the rest of his whiskey from his Jim Beam Whiskey bottle, and then got a silver bullet out of his shirt-pocket. He pulled a slingshot out of his pants-pocket, then looked at Ma, Pa, Penelope and Henry, who all were sitting around their kitchen-table. "Alright Folks. To cure your Daughter and Granddaughter of this here spooky fever, I am gonna go downstairs into y'all cellar there, and shoot this here pure silver bullet into her throat with my trusty slingshot here" George explained to them. He turned on the cellar-light and went downstairs slowly and carefully, going into the shadows of the basement. As George looked around, he put the silver bullet into his sling-shot. Just then, the female monster came out of the shadows, into the light and roared deeply. George also stepped out of the shadows, aimed his sling-shot at it, and shot the silver bullet at it. It flew into the thing's mouth and the monster closed its mouth, clutching its throat with its clawed-hands. It swallowed the bullet of solid silver and backed up into the shadows. Upstairs, Henry glanced out Francine's bedroom window. A dark cloud floated across part of the full-moon up, in the starry-sky then. Down, in the basement, Francine stepped out of the shadows, normal again, and smiled at George. George smiled back at her.

Talk about CABIN FEVER eh, kiddies? That TERROR-TALE is one of my ALL-SLIME FEVER-ITES boys and girls! Good thing Francine was still FEAR-OCIOUS when that crook was there to save her Family. He did AXE FOR IT aha-ha-ha-ha-ha. It was also good that George was there to know the cure, and TOOK A SLING-SHOT AT IT hee-hee-hee-hee!