The Cabin

Welcome back for MORGUE MAYHEM AND MADNESS, Kiddies! My dungeon DOWNSCARES, I am currently cleaning up. I found a FANG-NIFICENT FABLE OF FRIGHT down there for tonight heh-heh! It's about someone's stay OVER-FRIGHT, within...

It was back in February, 1967, that a thief was hitchhiking along the side of a road up, in New Hampshire one night. A car was driving his way as he held his thumb out and pulled over. There was a woman at the steering-wheel and she leaned over and rolled down the car-window on the passenger-side. "Good evening, sir, may I give you a ride?" she said to him, asking kindly. "Good evenin', ma'am, yeah sure please. It's cold out" the crook replied and got into the car. He rolled up the window and said: "thanks ma'am" to the lady. "My pleasure sir. Where to?" she said and then asked. "Oh, just the nearest town please ma'am" the crooked answered. "Oh, that is pretty far sir. Why, I have a cabin within these woods up, ahead here. Please, be my guest this evening" the woman told him and invited. "Sure thanks ma'am!" he said and the woman drove off. The arrived at a cabin within the woods and the crook opened the cabin door for the woman, then followed her into the place. "Feel free to rest within my spare bedroom straight ahead, Jack" the woman said to the crook. "Thanks Cindy" Jack answered her, as they walked through the front room and he went into the bedroom.

Jack put the bag he was carrying down on the bed and closed the door. He took off his coat and threw it on a chair, then took loads of money out of the bag. "Nobody will find me within the woods here. This money I stole from that store at gunpoint is mine for sure!" Jack said, laughing and shoved the money back into his sack. He pulled a pistol out of his coat-pocket and rushed out of the room. "Cindy, ma'am, I am going to shoot you to death and live in your cabin here! I robbed a store and am gonna hide out here as well" Jack said to her, as she saw him with his gun. "Why, Jack, sir, I am quite shocked!" Cindy responded to him, with her eyes widening. The crook shot her within the shadows of her front room and Cindy fell to the floor. Jack then went into the kitchen of the cabin and found a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey inside a cupboard. He drink some of the whiskey and sat down on the sofa within the front room by the roaring-fireplace. The crook drank the rest of the whiskey and soon fell asleep. Jack awoke to the sounds of a grandfather clock chiming. He looked into the shadows, and saw that Cindy's body was mysterious gone. The crook gasped in surprise and looked around. Jack got up from the sofa and looked over at the grandfather-clock. It was "12:00 midnight".

Eerie hissing suddenly came from the kitchen. Jack grabbed his pistol from on the sofa and peeked his head into the kitchen. Cindy stood by the kitchen-table, but her face looked terrifying. Her eyes were gone, just black eye-sockets. Cindy had two long, white fangs protruding out of her mouth, from her upper-gums. She was a vampire, standing there hissing eerily at the crook dressed in her long and flowing-dress of yellow, and her white do-rag. Jack screamed in surprised horror at the vampire. "I am a vampire Jack sir. I thought you were good and I invited you to stay the evening here. But now, I am going to have to feed on you!" Cindy said, explaining to him. The crook fired his gun, but the vampire kept on lurching towards him, hissing away eerily. Jack pulled the trigger of his gun a third time and was out of bullets. He dropped his pistol on the floor and ran for the cabin-door. Long, black fingernails gripped his shoulders from behind when he reached it and forced him around. It was Cindy of course, and her flesh turned a dead white, as she hissed eerily, showing a mouthful of long, white fangs to him. He screamed as the female vampire with the black eye sockets plunged her four of her sharp-fangs into his throat. Jack screamed louder and lowered to the floor, being killed. Cindy making gurgling and slurping sounds, kneeling beside his corpse.

Well, that really BITES for Jack eh? Ha-Ha-Ha! His OVERNIGHT SLAY really SUCKED. At least, Cindy looked nice in her dress and BOO-RAG hee-hee!