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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 20:25:01 GMT -8
"Hey Izzy come here, it's ok, we're you're friends." Well not really but they were classmates and that made them cool...sort of.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 20:33:56 GMT -8
Behind the curtain, as the pursuers followed Izzy, tangling in heavy deep blue velvet, sending out plumes of choking dust-- there was a sudden, sharp scream.
Sully got through first, his love compelling him forward. He stepped into the nearly pitch dark backstage, only vague purplish lighting filtering in.
Izzy had dropped to her knees, staring at a piece of butcher paper, hanging from the western themed backdrop, draped over a wooden cutout of a cactus. She sobbed once, choked, and screamed again.
The paper read:
DEATH LIST
IAN DAVIS LUCY GARFIELD HEATHER COLLINS IVY FERRELL MICHAEL SIMPSON IZZY MURPHY GABRIEL FYODOROV ANDREW PULITZER MELISSA JENKINS REGGIE WYATT TANYA SPINER RICK PLUMMER JULIE BONARRO
ALEX ADAMSON COLIN PATTERSON JENNIFER KESSLER LEAH SENTER MONA NASSERI BOBBY SILLS MRS. STOLLER JESSE BAGGER JESSICA HIDDLE MRS. STEPHENSON BUDDY PARISH
THE REAPER IS COMING FOR YOU
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 20:36:23 GMT -8
"Something happened to Alex? Where... what? When?" He fidgets and twists where he stands. "Everyone needs to go home right now..." He wondered where there was a phone to call. The police would know what to do. Or maybe they'd be arrested or quarentined, or they'd be all locked up forever. "Izzy it's ok, we're all here."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 30, 2012 20:38:51 GMT -8
"Oh god, it's just a list Beef. A god damn list Izzy. If I could take your place on it, I would!" He felt his voice crackle with emotion. "Please... Izzy. Don't hate me." He almost whimpered.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 20:40:35 GMT -8
Beef is in an obvious state of fear and stands around staring at the darkness, before trying to put his sunglasses on with shaking hands. A habit. It made the world a lot darker, he realized.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 20:45:04 GMT -8
Izzy felt to her side, completely limp. Ian joined the rest backstage, staring with horror at the sign as well. Suddenly, Izzy spoke, not moving from her prone position. Izzy- "It came back... they threw it away. He said they threw it away... it's back..."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 20:47:34 GMT -8
"That...doesn't make any sense... How is it going to kill us anyways? Maybe if you went to the police you'd be safer." He liked this police idea. "My house is just a walk away, we can use my phone or ask this guy. Yeah? I bet he can do it..." He looks at the man setting up electrical equipment.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 20:51:58 GMT -8
The man spoke from behind the curtain. Man- "Sorry man, I'm just a DJ... there's a payphone outside, if little lady's having some trouble. Some kind of security guy when I came in, right at the gate."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 30, 2012 20:53:13 GMT -8
"Why-Why don't we rub the names all out. Cross out Izzy's and p-put mine in. It's just that Nazi idiot, he is probably here...somewhere...maybe the police is a good idea. We don't know Alex is dead or anything though." There always has to be one idiot in a horror situation that suggests something really stupid.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 20:54:25 GMT -8
"Hey guys, I'm not afraid so I'm going. We'll tell them everything that happened. I even got two dollars in my pocket for it!" He grins a little and touches his pocket, trying to be brave though his voice quavered. "Come on, we'll tell security about this and everything. Eh, maybe the police, they take threats really seriously right?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 20:59:48 GMT -8
Ian moved to help Izzy up. She let him, until she turned and saw Sully. She stared at him like a deer in the headlights. Izzy- "I don't want that guy here! G-get him out of here! H-he's not on the list! How do we know it's not him?!" Ian- "Izzy, calm down! It's okay... this is just some stupid prank, it's not real..." Beef noticed a stinging sensation in his eye. Maybe that dust from the curtains had gotten to him.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 21:01:55 GMT -8
"Ow my eyes. Dammit." He looks around for the feeling and then frowns and wiggles, and takes his sunglasses off, putting them down. "...Oh shit, I bet I have the bloody eyes too! This is bad man...Um... it's ok Izzy, let's make the call, maybe I should go to the doctor or something." "I'm not on the list. Besides he like...wants to marry you, he wouldn't kill you."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 30, 2012 21:08:37 GMT -8
James shook his head, his eyes wild and staring. "Why...why... why would I hurt you? Why? I will put my name on the list Izzy, if that's what you want. I'll go jump off a cliff if you just ask me. I..l-lov...Izzy?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 21:17:13 GMT -8
Beef starts to walk out looking for the pay phone, while rubbing his eyes. The police would be here soon and they'd sort everything out and he'd never have to worry about rat-poison in his eye again or whatever that bastard did. Where was Penny anyway? He fussed and hoped it wasn't really a gateway to hell or something like that one movie. He watched too many movies.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 21:20:30 GMT -8
Izzy- "STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING CREEP!!!"She pushed Ian away, and ran back stage, disappearing into the darkness of the black inner curtains. DJ- "Uh, I hate to say this kids, but... get the hell out. The dance is starting. Take your drama outside."
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