Bright Eyes Stuffed Animals

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HELL HOUSE This tale of terror begins with three teenagers who love being scared They travel all over the country to find the ultimate fright challenge They come upon a huge warehouse made into a fun house of horrors They were told that some visitors that went in become victims or are scared to death The dare was those that completed the maze of terror would get their hefty admission fee plus double of that But no one ever has Stepping into the dark they are amerced into a satanic realm of ghosts ghouls and goblins A macabre wonderland populated by faces of death They are on the lookout for the chain saw maniac and the fatal woman on the stairs According to the house challenge if you survive these terrors you won the game While the horrors are impressive they don't stop one of the guys from moving ahead of the others Determined to be the first one to beat the challenge But just as the brave man shrugs off one of the animatronic attackers A little surprise sends him tearing out of the haunt in panic Now there were two Suddenly a bit less confident the others proceed They Marvel at how ambitious this interactive horror show is And can understand why the admission price is so high Still they know its all just make believe none of it was that terrifying or was it Suddenly one of the two on goers were overtaken by the darkness And now there is only one Now on his own the most hard core fright fan ventures alone His nerves on edge he tries to anticipate each gimmick As he wonders deeper into the depths of darkness and terror But his courage holds firm Eventually he gets a bit cocky Certain he's going to make it all the way through Then as he turns the last corner He's suddenly by the infamous fatal woman on the stairs For a second he's thrown off by the shock He recovers then realizes he only has one final terror to face But as the final door opens the house has the last word The horror junky races off in terror Weaving back through all the nightmares he's bravely endured Try as they might he and everybody else that has gone through has failed the hell house challenge It is said that the haunted house has a satanic curse put onto it Suddenly all the doors inside lock trapping its victims Some of the visitors that enter it and also some of the monster actors become possessed by demonic demons That take over the character's personality and using them to kill the trapped visitors Their mutilated bodies to be used for props and displays for the next year haunted house opening Hence the legend of the chain saw massacre where the legend was born And some other serial killers that have escaped the haunted house only to become the infamous human predators of today and tomorrow IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY THEN RENT OR WATCH THE HORROR MOVIE CALLED SLASHERS 2ND STORY THE FUNHOUSE Brian was crazy about the carnival It came to his town at the middle of every summer and he never missed a year he hadn't gone to it He knew every one of its rides and attractions by heart: the Ferris wheel the gypsy fortuneteller the shooting gallery throw a dart and get a poster game even the freak show But Brian's favorite attraction was the funhouse He could always spot it from the midway: a black building that looked like a clutter of giant shoe boxes of different sizes lying end to end The weather beaten black exterior was decorated with garish drawings of victims being cased by all shorts of creatures into the mouth of hell There was a drawing of a graveyard populated by rotting corpses and other demons of darkness feasting on the rotting remains of the freshly dead The monsters were painted in slashes of bright red green and black that seemed to glow brighter than any of the midway lights The people being chased away looked like they were screaming at the top of their lungs Brian liked nothing more than to be one of those people He knew the layout of the funhouse by heart and had for some time But this year something knew had been added The end of the funhouse walk was lit by a solitary overhead strobe light bulb Brian had spied a flutter of movement near the bulb He had nearly reached the hall's end when he heard a loud creak and something bulky dropped down from the ceiling The light flared bright with shocking intensity and Brian found himself standing face to face with a corpse dangling from the end of a noose Hands slack at the sides suddenly reached up to grab him AWESOME Brian thought that he might be able to convince some friends to come and see the thing before he remembered that tonight was the last night of the carnival Then he thought about how cool it would be to actually steal the corpse He could just imagine the looks on his friends faces when they walked into his bedroom and saw a corpse hanging from the inside of his door WICKED Brian was scheming so hard that he didn't look where he was going on his way out and nearly tumbled over the man who ran the funhouse The guy was a freak too With misshapen muscular limbs and had a hump in his back that threw his whole posture out of alignment The guy fixed him with an evil look He was gargoyle-faced But Brain never saw this man before He was as new as the corpse in the funhouse-and about as ugly From the look the guy gave him it seemed as though he knew that Brian was thinking he belonged inside with the rest of the horrors Brian felt a tingle of fear until the creep turned back to taking tickets from the next group of funhouse victims Brian walked the fairgrounds for a few hours killing time while he waited for the carnival to close All the while his thoughts were on the funhouse and how he might steal the dummy At midnight a voice came over the public speaker system telling the crowd that the carnival was closing down and to please start heading home Now was Brian's chance When he'd left the funhouse he'd seen the back door: just a loosely hanging piece of black canvas It would be a cinch to sneak inside during the confusion of everyone leaving the fairgrounds He could have the dummy in his hands in a few minutes and take it out through the front gates with him Lots of other people were carrying huge stuffed animals and no one would suspect that the dummy wasn't something he'd won at one of the games The freaky creep that ran the funhouse probably wouldn't know that his dummy was missing until the next town they set up in-and then it would be too late for them to come back looking for it By the time Brian reached the funhouse the lights shining on the painted front were all off and the gangplank leading up to it had chains across it Brian made sure no one was looking then ducked under the wires put up to keep people from straying off the path in front With the lights off it was darker in back than he had thought it would be The back door to the funhouse beckoned and Brian was surprised to discover that it was completely open All he had to do was slip behind the flap and he was in It was like they were begging someone to come in and rip them off It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dim light inside He felt his way through along the walls but the weird angles made him uncertain of where he was He was feeling his way along the wall when something smacked him across the face It was hairy and smelled disgusting as it pressed against his mouth He spluttered and gagged against it With a laugh he realized it was a fake arm that had shot out of the wall He remembered how he had dodged it during his earlier walk through Brian felt a floorboard wobble beneath his shoe and when he lifted his foot from it the arm pulled back It was on some kind of spring that the funhouse visitor activated by stepping on the floor That was probably the way all the funhouse frights worked The dim red light was shining down on the hung corpse as Brian groped his way to it They hadn't even bothered to hoist it back up after the last show Probably just left it there so that it would be easier for the freak to take apart when they packed up the carnival the next day He twisted the dummy around and saw it was locked into a harness with struts that extended into the arms So that was how they made the arms seem like they were clutching at you as it bounced at the end of the rope All Brain had to do was lift the dummy up to free the harness from the hook that attached it to the rope Creaaaaaaaakkkkk A floorboard sounded behind Brain He instantly turned to stone Creaaaaaaaakkkkk There it was again He thought about running back the way he had come But he'd already put so much effort into getting this far it would be a shame not to follow through Creaaaaaaaakkkkk It was only his nerves he thought He was only scaring himself There were probably lots of loose floorboards in the rickety building that were making the noise The funhouse had scary things in it-but nothing real Brian turned around and embraced the hanging corpse his hands clasping just behind the harness The thing's bobbing head nodded down and its face rested against his cheek He felt the icy coldness of a mask It was solid black plastic with a shiny surface that caught the light and reflected it's face in strange ways so that it would look like it was grinning or snarling back at you Up close he also realized the dummy had a rotting musty smell to it The hook didn't give easily and Brian lost patience He gave it a sharp tug The dummy slipped out of his clumsy hands and as he went to grab it he awkwardly pulled on one of the arms Then he heard a ripping sound and felt it wrench free of its socket He got upset after he found that he broke the dummy The detached arm slithered out of the sleeve the hand still snug in Brian's grasp It had a knob like bump protruding from its end and Brian held it up to the strobe light Then he dropped it as though it were red hot IT WAS A BONE A REAL HUMAN BONE The dummy spun around and Brian hesitantly reached up and flipped off the plastic mask The face behind it was mummified the skin gray with the texture of leather was stretched over its face in an expression of pure terror and agony A filthy gag was tied around its mouth Its skin was dried out and the eyes were sunken in Brian removed the corpse's gag and could make out its decayed but human skeletal teeth in the gaping mouth THIS WAS NO DUMMY Brian stepped back gagging Then a pair of hands reached out from the wall behind him and grabbed him He stepped off the board trying to make them retract and let go of him but no matter how his feet danced over the floorboards surface the arms held tight Then one of them grabbed him by the hair and roughly spun him around Staring back at Brian was the leering face of the freaky creep that ran the funhouse The man smiled at him wickedly and laughed Then he brought down something hard and painful on Brian's skull When Brain finally came to he found that he could not move his limbs They were bound to something hard and unyielding His chest felt constricted as though there were cords wrapped around it attaching to something behind him And a nasty tasting piece of cloth stretched around his mouth making it difficult for him to make any noise Brian felt himself twirled around and came face-to-face with the funhouse creep The man stared back at him and stroked his face with the dirty fingernails of his hand Such a good-looking boy much better looking then that overused bag of bones that you desecrated but too childish for your own good Said the freak Brian tried to scream but could muster no more than a gurgle against the wadded cloth in his mouth He flailed his legs only to find that he was no longer standing on the creaking floorboards of the funhouse He was several feet above them The freaky creep tugged Brian's head roughly forcing him to look down at the shriveled remains of the real funhouse corpse lying on the floor What a shame Brian was such a mischievous boy And how sad that he'd gone poking into things he shouldn't have just like the last mischievous boy that the freaky creep took care of Now Brian would have to replace what he had broken The freak snapped something over Brian's face Something dark and tight Something cold and plastic that would hide his tears When Brian awoke again to the sounds of creaking floorboards pure terror overtook him as he realized that the sounds came from a group of funhouse visitors He dreaded their footsteps as they came closer and closer He tried to struggle he tried to scream Suddenly Brian heard a quick clicking sound that released a spring Then Brain felt the support he was standing on give way and he plummeted into complete darkness Brian's disappearance was a complete mystery to his family and friends Eventually they gave up the search for him and assumed he ran away with the carnival

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HELL HOUSE This tale of terror begins with three teenagers who love being scared They travel all over the country to find the ultimate fright challenge They come upon a huge warehouse made into a fun house of horrors They were told that some visitors that went in become victims or are scared to death The dare was those that completed the maze of terror would get their hefty admission fee plus double of that But no one ever has Stepping into the dark they are amerced into a satanic realm of ghosts ghouls and goblins A macabre wonderland populated by faces of death They are on the lookout for the chain saw maniac and the fatal woman on the stairs According to the house challenge if you survive these terrors you won the game While the horrors are impressive they don't stop one of the guys from moving ahead of the others Determined to be the first one to beat the challenge But just as the brave man shrugs off one of the animatronic attackers A little surprise sends him tearing out of the haunt in panic Now there were two Suddenly a bit less confident the others proceed They Marvel at how ambitious this interactive horror show is And can understand why the admission price is so high Still they know its all just make believe none of it was that terrifying or was it Suddenly one of the two on goers were overtaken by the darkness And now there is only one Now on his own the most hard core fright fan ventures alone His nerves on edge he tries to anticipate each gimmick As he wonders deeper into the depths of darkness and terror But his courage holds firm Eventually he gets a bit cocky Certain he's going to make it all the way through Then as he turns the last corner He's suddenly by the infamous fatal woman on the stairs For a second he's thrown off by the shock He recovers then realizes he only has one final terror to face But as the final door opens the house has the last word The horror junky races off in terror Weaving back through all the nightmares he's bravely endured Try as they might he and everybody else that has gone through has failed the hell house challenge It is said that the haunted house has a satanic curse put onto it Suddenly all the doors inside lock trapping its victims Some of the visitors that enter it and also some of the monster actors become possessed by demonic demons That take over the character's personality and using them to kill the trapped visitors Their mutilated bodies to be used for props and displays for the next year haunted house opening Hence the legend of the chain saw massacre where the legend was born And some other serial killers that have escaped the haunted house only to become the infamous human predators of today and tomorrow IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY THEN RENT OR WATCH THE HORROR MOVIE CALLED SLASHERS 2ND STORY THE FUNHOUSE Brian was crazy about the carnival It came to his town at the middle of every summer and he never missed a year he hadn't gone to it He knew every one of its rides and attractions by heart: the Ferris wheel the gypsy fortuneteller the shooting gallery throw a dart and get a poster game even the freak show But Brian's favorite attraction was the funhouse He could always spot it from the midway: a black building that looked like a clutter of giant shoe boxes of different sizes lying end to end The weather beaten black exterior was decorated with garish drawings of victims being cased by all shorts of creatures into the mouth of hell There was a drawing of a graveyard populated by rotting corpses and other demons of darkness feasting on the rotting remains of the freshly dead The monsters were painted in slashes of bright red green and black that seemed to glow brighter than any of the midway lights The people being chased away looked like they were screaming at the top of their lungs Brian liked nothing more than to be one of those people He knew the layout of the funhouse by heart and had for some time But this year something knew had been added The end of the funhouse walk was lit by a solitary overhead strobe light bulb Brian had spied a flutter of movement near the bulb He had nearly reached the hall's end when he heard a loud creak and something bulky dropped down from the ceiling The light flared bright with shocking intensity and Brian found himself standing face to face with a corpse dangling from the end of a noose Hands slack at the sides suddenly reached up to grab him AWESOME Brian thought that he might be able to convince some friends to come and see the thing before he remembered that tonight was the last night of the carnival Then he thought about how cool it would be to actually steal the corpse He could just imagine the looks on his friends faces when they walked into his bedroom and saw a corpse hanging from the inside of his door WICKED Brian was scheming so hard that he didn't look where he was going on his way out and nearly tumbled over the man who ran the funhouse The guy was a freak too With misshapen muscular limbs and had a hump in his back that threw his whole posture out of alignment The guy fixed him with an evil look He was gargoyle-faced But Brain never saw this man before He was as new as the corpse in the funhouse-and about as ugly From the look the guy gave him it seemed as though he knew that Brian was thinking he belonged inside with the rest of the horrors Brian felt a tingle of fear until the creep turned back to taking tickets from the next group of funhouse victims Brian walked the fairgrounds for a few hours killing time while he waited for the carnival to close All the while his thoughts were on the funhouse and how he might steal the dummy At midnight a voice came over the public speaker system telling the crowd that the carnival was closing down and to please start heading home Now was Brian's chance When he'd left the funhouse he'd seen the back door: just a loosely hanging piece of black canvas It would be a cinch to sneak inside during the confusion of everyone leaving the fairgrounds He could have the dummy in his hands in a few minutes and take it out through the front gates with him Lots of other people were carrying huge stuffed animals and no one would suspect that the dummy wasn't something he'd won at one of the games The freaky creep that ran the funhouse probably wouldn't know that his dummy was missing until the next town they set up in-and then it would be too late for them to come back looking for it By the time Brian reached the funhouse the lights shining on the painted front were all off and the gangplank leading up to it had chains across it Brian made sure no one was looking then ducked under the wires put up to keep people from straying off the path in front With the lights off it was darker in back than he had thought it would be The back door to the funhouse beckoned and Brian was surprised to discover that it was completely open All he had to do was slip behind the flap and he was in It was like they were begging someone to come in and rip them off It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dim light inside He felt his way through along the walls but the weird angles made him uncertain of where he was He was feeling his way along the wall when something smacked him across the face It was hairy and smelled disgusting as it pressed against his mouth He spluttered and gagged against it With a laugh he realized it was a fake arm that had shot out of the wall He remembered how he had dodged it during his earlier walk through Brian felt a floorboard wobble beneath his shoe and when he lifted his foot from it the arm pulled back It was on some kind of spring that the funhouse visitor activated by stepping on the floor That was probably the way all the funhouse frights worked The dim red light was shining down on the hung corpse as Brian groped his way to it They hadn't even bothered to hoist it back up after the last show Probably just left it there so that it would be easier for the freak to take apart when they packed up the carnival the next day He twisted the dummy around and saw it was locked into a harness with struts that extended into the arms So that was how they made the arms seem like they were clutching at you as it bounced at the end of the rope All Brain had to do was lift the dummy up to free the harness from the hook that attached it to the rope Creaaaaaaaakkkkk A floorboard sounded behind Brain He instantly turned to stone Creaaaaaaaakkkkk There it was again He thought about running back the way he had come But he'd already put so much effort into getting this far it would be a shame not to follow through Creaaaaaaaakkkkk It was only his nerves he thought He was only scaring himself There were probably lots of loose floorboards in the rickety building that were making the noise The funhouse had scary things in it-but nothing real Brian turned around and embraced the hanging corpse his hands clasping just behind the harness The thing's bobbing head nodded down and its face rested against his cheek He felt the icy coldness of a mask It was solid black plastic with a shiny surface that caught the light and reflected it's face in strange ways so that it would look like it was grinning or snarling back at you Up close he also realized the dummy had a rotting musty smell to it The hook didn't give easily and Brian lost patience He gave it a sharp tug The dummy slipped out of his clumsy hands and as he went to grab it he awkwardly pulled on one of the arms Then he heard a ripping sound and felt it wrench free of its socket He got upset after he found that he broke the dummy The detached arm slithered out of the sleeve the hand still snug in Brian's grasp It had a knob like bump protruding from its end and Brian held it up to the strobe light Then he dropped it as though it were red hot IT WAS A BONE A REAL HUMAN BONE The dummy spun around and Brian hesitantly reached up and flipped off the plastic mask The face behind it was mummified the skin gray with the texture of leather was stretched over its face in an expression of pure terror and agony A filthy gag was tied around its mouth Its skin was dried out and the eyes were sunken in Brian removed the corpse's gag and could make out its decayed but human skeletal teeth in the gaping mouth THIS WAS NO DUMMY Brian stepped back gagging Then a pair of hands reached out from the wall behind him and grabbed him He stepped off the board trying to make them retract and let go of him but no matter how his feet danced over the floorboards surface the arms held tight Then one of them grabbed him by the hair and roughly spun him around Staring back at Brian was the leering face of the freaky creep that ran the funhouse The man smiled at him wickedly and laughed Then he brought down something hard and painful on Brian's skull When Brain finally came to he found that he could not move his limbs They were bound to something hard and unyielding His chest felt constricted as though there were cords wrapped around it attaching to something behind him And a nasty tasting piece of cloth stretched around his mouth making it difficult for him to make any noise Brian felt himself twirled around and came face-to-face with the funhouse creep The man stared back at him and stroked his face with the dirty fingernails of his hand Such a good-looking boy much better looking then that overused bag of bones that you desecrated but too childish for your own good Said the freak Brian tried to scream but could muster no more than a gurgle against the wadded cloth in his mouth He flailed his legs only to find that he was no longer standing on the creaking floorboards of the funhouse He was several feet above them The freaky creep tugged Brian's head roughly forcing him to look down at the shriveled remains of the real funhouse corpse lying on the floor What a shame Brian was such a mischievous boy And how sad that he'd gone poking into things he shouldn't have just like the last mischievous boy that the freaky creep took care of Now Brian would have to replace what he had broken The freak snapped something over Brian's face Something dark and tight Something cold and plastic that would hide his tears When Brian awoke again to the sounds of creaking floorboards pure terror overtook him as he realized that the sounds came from a group of funhouse visitors He dreaded their footsteps as they came closer and closer He tried to struggle he tried to scream Suddenly Brian heard a quick clicking sound that released a spring Then Brain felt the support he was standing on give way and he plummeted into complete darkness Brian's disappearance was a complete mystery to his family and friends Eventually they gave up the search for him and assumed he ran away with the carnival

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Shutters glossy red eyes looked over the snowy landscape She saw the people scattering around as the wind gnawed at their pale faces with a red nose in the middle Kiku was standing at her side Shutters head was brown that ran off into a creamy white with golden bracelets and dark brown horns She fiddled with her golden and orange tips after fixing her see through light blue sleeves Racco also stood near her He had a dark white-grey pelt with a black raccoon like face belly and a black tail with the same white-grey color on its tip Kiku was white too with bits of black grey and brown on her Her ears were longer than most but her eyes flashed a beautiful golden yellow Shutters goal in life was to create a Murrah from DNA extracted from dead animals humans and other Murrah She would often send Racco out to collect the animals and Kiku out to get the humans She while waiting for them to return would freeze extra DNA and fiddle with failed experiments The failed would squeak faintly or stir in their sleep Shutter felt bad for these They would make wonderful and cute pets if they only would wake so she could document them But they only slightly opened their eyes when she would feed them some warm milk or rock them in her arms Shutter was careful with the failed She treated them like they were her children and cared for them They hardly looked like Murrah though they had horns and fur like her self Shutter thought she would show her failed to Kiku and Racco She hoped for the best that they would except and care for the failed with her but dreaded the worst that they would shun and try to kill the failed she would have to find out one day though This very day is where we start out little tail of Shutter Racco Kiku and the failed Now what shall I name you failed Shutter paced and looked over the squeaking failed Well from now on you are not to be called failed so often I shall name your breed the Kifrons and shall call your breed by such name from now on Her eyes looked over the Kifrons One caught her eye He was a pale blue with black hair and body tips When she gently picked him up he slightly opened his eyes to reveal bright green orb like eyes sighed and then opened his mouth slightly waiting for his food Shutter did as he wanted and fed him some warm milk from a baby bottle I shall name youYukio Her eyes were soft as Yukio squirmed in her arms and fell asleep You shall be the first Kifron to exit this lab Shutter opened the door to the living room Kiku Shutter come here for a second please She called as she shifted Yukio so he sat on her arm with his paws on her shoulder What is it She said rubbing her eyes What in the world do you have She shouted bringing Racco to her side She was staring at Yukio who whimpered in his mothers grasp This is Yukio Happy Hero Chrysanthemum do not yell youre scaring him Shutter scolded Kiku with her English name Ok do you have any more Kiku asked hushing the barking Racco If you do you have to show me them She insisted Yes I have more Four more to be exact two girls one boy and the newest one that is not old enough to tell Hold Yukio while I go get them Shutter handed over the pup and went to get two more Next she came out with one grey-blue female that had beautiful red colored markings named Chou butterfly and one with the exact opposite markings and colors named Chouko butterfly child She next brought out the small unknown gendered baby named Kin which means Golden And last but not least she brought out Takashi praiseworthy These are all of them Shutter commented as Kiku and Racco swooned over the Kifrons This reader is a lie Shutter had three more Kifrons in her lab Three quite evil ones the only ones to fully awaken who named themselves Adam Mankind Eve Life and Eden paradise These three took the looks of humanoids Not grown or small but they had the young face of innocents Adam was a male He was the kind of evil that brought out the bad side of human nature so as to make people become withdrawn un-trustworthy or even suicidal Eve was the evil that would promise the life of a loved one She would prove healing powers by bringing back bugs or birds Eden the kind of evil that would create a paradise for the human and promise this dream world if he or she carries out a series of tasks each more horrible than the last She kept these three Kifrons in quarantine away from everyone except the other bad Kifrons so they could not contaminate the minds of others These three were dangerous They took the looks of small five year old humans dressed in hospital gowns and bracelets She examined these three regularly Each day they would have a fit because she wouldnt pick them up Sure they looked five and could do the things five year olds could do like walk and spell but they were only 2 months old So they craved the care of a mother Being picked up binkies bottles blankets and stuffed animals Shutter yearned to care for them like children to be able to cuddle and swoon over them But she knew this may never happen with the progress they were making Kiku looked at Yukio crawling on the floor after a rather frightened Racco She giggled Get back over here you silly boy She said picking him up Gwahhff He cooed examining her with his green orb eyes He sneezed and then pulled at Kikus ear When Yukio let go he silently looked over the room fiddling with his fingers Fwaghh He cried as Shutter opened the door to come into the living room Fwaghh Fwaghh He cried pawing for his mother Kiku stop making that awkward noise this instant Shutter said When she had come out of her room she had been greeted by a series of odd sounding cries Kiku saw and heard Shutter walking in Why its not me She said rather taken back by the harsh tone Its Yukio Hes a little cranky that I picked him up when he was chasing Racco but I think hes happy to see you She said handing Yukio over to Shutter Swaaaaa Yukio squealed with joy when he was in Shutters arms once more He pawed at her with mouth open for food Yukio Shutter cried Youre awakeWhen did he wake up Shutter looked at Kiku with a stern face that told her that she needed to know that instant Tell me I need to knowUhm well just a tiny bit after you went into you lab I dont know about 6:30 pm She stuttered looking down I didnt know it was so important Im sorry II didnt know you would be sosoupset at meIm sorry Kiku cried and run into her room slamming the doorOh my what have I done She gently put Yukio on the couch and covered him in a baby blanket

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HELL HOUSE This tale of terror begins with three teenagers who love being scared They travel all over the country to find the ultimate fright challenge They come upon a huge warehouse made into a fun house of horrors They were told that some visitors that went in become victims or are scared to death The dare was those that completed the maze of terror would get their hefty admission fee plus double of that But no one ever has Stepping into the dark they are amerced into a satanic realm of ghosts ghouls and goblins A macabre wonderland populated by faces of death They are on the lookout for the chain saw maniac and the fatal woman on the stairs According to the house challenge if you survive these terrors you won the game While the horrors are impressive they don't stop one of the guys from moving ahead of the others Determined to be the first one to beat the challenge But just as the brave man shrugs off one of the animatronic attackers A little surprise sends him tearing out of the haunt in panic Now there were two Suddenly a bit less confident the others proceed They Marvel at how ambitious this interactive horror show is And can understand why the admission price is so high Still they know its all just make believe none of it was that terrifying or was it Suddenly one of the two on goers were overtaken by the darkness And now there is only one Now on his own the most hard core fright fan ventures alone His nerves on edge he tries to anticipate each gimmick As he wonders deeper into the depths of darkness and terror But his courage holds firm Eventually he gets a bit cocky Certain he's going to make it all the way through Then as he turns the last corner He's suddenly by the infamous fatal woman on the stairs For a second he's thrown off by the shock He recovers then realizes he only has one final terror to face But as the final door opens the house has the last word The horror junky races off in terror Weaving back through all the nightmares he's bravely endured Try as they might he and everybody else that has gone through has failed the hell house challenge It is said that the haunted house has a satanic curse put onto it Suddenly all the doors inside lock trapping its victims Some of the visitors that enter it and also some of the monster actors become possessed by demonic demons That take over the character's personality and using them to kill the trapped visitors Their mutilated bodies to be used for props and displays for the next year haunted house opening Hence the legend of the chain saw massacre where the legend was born And some other serial killers that have escaped the haunted house only to become the infamous human predators of today and tomorrow IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY THEN RENT OR WATCH THE HORROR MOVIE CALLED SLASHERS 2ND STORY THE FUNHOUSE Brian was crazy about the carnival It came to his town at the middle of every summer and he never missed a year he hadn't gone to it He knew every one of its rides and attractions by heart: the Ferris wheel the gypsy fortuneteller the shooting gallery throw a dart and get a poster game even the freak show But Brian's favorite attraction was the funhouse He could always spot it from the midway: a black building that looked like a clutter of giant shoe boxes of different sizes lying end to end The weather beaten black exterior was decorated with garish drawings of victims being cased by all shorts of creatures into the mouth of hell There was a drawing of a graveyard populated by rotting corpses and other demons of darkness feasting on the rotting remains of the freshly dead The monsters were painted in slashes of bright red green and black that seemed to glow brighter than any of the midway lights The people being chased away looked like they were screaming at the top of their lungs Brian liked nothing more than to be one of those people He knew the layout of the funhouse by heart and had for some time But this year something knew had been added The end of the funhouse walk was lit by a solitary overhead strobe light bulb Brian had spied a flutter of movement near the bulb He had nearly reached the hall's end when he heard a loud creak and something bulky dropped down from the ceiling The light flared bright with shocking intensity and Brian found himself standing face to face with a corpse dangling from the end of a noose Hands slack at the sides suddenly reached up to grab him AWESOME Brian thought that he might be able to convince some friends to come and see the thing before he remembered that tonight was the last night of the carnival Then he thought about how cool it would be to actually steal the corpse He could just imagine the looks on his friends faces when they walked into his bedroom and saw a corpse hanging from the inside of his door WICKED Brian was scheming so hard that he didn't look where he was going on his way out and nearly tumbled over the man who ran the funhouse The guy was a freak too With misshapen muscular limbs and had a hump in his back that threw his whole posture out of alignment The guy fixed him with an evil look He was gargoyle-faced But Brain never saw this man before He was as new as the corpse in the funhouse-and about as ugly From the look the guy gave him it seemed as though he knew that Brian was thinking he belonged inside with the rest of the horrors Brian felt a tingle of fear until the creep turned back to taking tickets from the next group of funhouse victims Brian walked the fairgrounds for a few hours killing time while he waited for the carnival to close All the while his thoughts were on the funhouse and how he might steal the dummy At midnight a voice came over the public speaker system telling the crowd that the carnival was closing down and to please start heading home Now was Brian's chance When he'd left the funhouse he'd seen the back door: just a loosely hanging piece of black canvas It would be a cinch to sneak inside during the confusion of everyone leaving the fairgrounds He could have the dummy in his hands in a few minutes and take it out through the front gates with him Lots of other people were carrying huge stuffed animals and no one would suspect that the dummy wasn't something he'd won at one of the games The freaky creep that ran the funhouse probably wouldn't know that his dummy was missing until the next town they set up in-and then it would be too late for them to come back looking for it By the time Brian reached the funhouse the lights shining on the painted front were all off and the gangplank leading up to it had chains across it Brian made sure no one was looking then ducked under the wires put up to keep people from straying off the path in front With the lights off it was darker in back than he had thought it would be The back door to the funhouse beckoned and Brian was surprised to discover that it was completely open All he had to do was slip behind the flap and he was in It was like they were begging someone to come in and rip them off It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dim light inside He felt his way through along the walls but the weird angles made him uncertain of where he was He was feeling his way along the wall when something smacked him across the face It was hairy and smelled disgusting as it pressed against his mouth He spluttered and gagged against it With a laugh he realized it was a fake arm that had shot out of the wall He remembered how he had dodged it during his earlier walk through Brian felt a floorboard wobble beneath his shoe and when he lifted his foot from it the arm pulled back It was on some kind of spring that the funhouse visitor activated by stepping on the floor That was probably the way all the funhouse frights worked The dim red light was shining down on the hung corpse as Brian groped his way to it They hadn't even bothered to hoist it back up after the last show Probably just left it there so that it would be easier for the freak to take apart when they packed up the carnival the next day He twisted the dummy around and saw it was locked into a harness with struts that extended into the arms So that was how they made the arms seem like they were clutching at you as it bounced at the end of the rope All Brain had to do was lift the dummy up to free the harness from the hook that attached it to the rope Creaaaaaaaakkkkk A floorboard sounded behind Brain He instantly turned to stone Creaaaaaaaakkkkk There it was again He thought about running back the way he had come But he'd already put so much effort into getting this far it would be a shame not to follow through Creaaaaaaaakkkkk It was only his nerves he thought He was only scaring himself There were probably lots of loose floorboards in the rickety building that were making the noise The funhouse had scary things in it-but nothing real Brian turned around and embraced the hanging corpse his hands clasping just behind the harness The thing's bobbing head nodded down and its face rested against his cheek He felt the icy coldness of a mask It was solid black plastic with a shiny surface that caught the light and reflected it's face in strange ways so that it would look like it was grinning or snarling back at you Up close he also realized the dummy had a rotting musty smell to it The hook didn't give easily and Brian lost patience He gave it a sharp tug The dummy slipped out of his clumsy hands and as he went to grab it he awkwardly pulled on one of the arms Then he heard a ripping sound and felt it wrench free of its socket He got upset after he found that he broke the dummy The detached arm slithered out of the sleeve the hand still snug in Brian's grasp It had a knob like bump protruding from its end and Brian held it up to the strobe light Then he dropped it as though it were red hot IT WAS A BONE A REAL HUMAN BONE The dummy spun around and Brian hesitantly reached up and flipped off the plastic mask The face behind it was mummified the skin gray with the texture of leather was stretched over its face in an expression of pure terror and agony A filthy gag was tied around its mouth Its skin was dried out and the eyes were sunken in Brian removed the corpse's gag and could make out its decayed but human skeletal teeth in the gaping mouth THIS WAS NO DUMMY Brian stepped back gagging Then a pair of hands reached out from the wall behind him and grabbed him He stepped off the board trying to make them retract and let go of him but no matter how his feet danced over the floorboards surface the arms held tight Then one of them grabbed him by the hair and roughly spun him around Staring back at Brian was the leering face of the freaky creep that ran the funhouse The man smiled at him wickedly and laughed Then he brought down something hard and painful on Brian's skull When Brain finally came to he found that he could not move his limbs They were bound to something hard and unyielding His chest felt constricted as though there were cords wrapped around it attaching to something behind him And a nasty tasting piece of cloth stretched around his mouth making it difficult for him to make any noise Brian felt himself twirled around and came face-to-face with the funhouse creep The man stared back at him and stroked his face with the dirty fingernails of his hand Such a good-looking boy much better looking then that overused bag of bones that you desecrated but too childish for your own good Said the freak Brian tried to scream but could muster no more than a gurgle against the wadded cloth in his mouth He flailed his legs only to find that he was no longer standing on the creaking floorboards of the funhouse He was several feet above them The freaky creep tugged Brian's head roughly forcing him to look down at the shriveled remains of the real funhouse corpse lying on the floor What a shame Brian was such a mischievous boy And how sad that he'd gone poking into things he shouldn't have just like the last mischievous boy that the freaky creep took care of Now Brian would have to replace what he had broken The freak snapped something over Brian's face Something dark and tight Something cold and plastic that would hide his tears When Brian awoke again to the sounds of creaking floorboards pure terror overtook him as he realized that the sounds came from a group of funhouse visitors He dreaded their footsteps as they came closer and closer He tried to struggle he tried to scream Suddenly Brian heard a quick clicking sound that released a spring Then Brain felt the support he was standing on give way and he plummeted into complete darkness Brian's disappearance was a complete mystery to his family and friends Eventually they gave up the search for him and assumed he ran away with the carnival

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