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Freakhouse (standard:humor, 1085 words) | |||
Author: Michael Lance Kersting | Added: Aug 12 2006 | Views/Reads: 3557/2 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Macm the repair guy had a surprise awaiting him. | |||
The sign read in blood red letters “WOODSIDE GUEST HOUSE”.” There was a lot number saying 14 tacked to the side of the rusty gate. Mac stopped his car and checked his clipboard. “It's the place all right“ he said aloud. He got out of the car and looked at the building . It was a two storey affair probably built in the early twentieth century with a mansard roof, and huge bay windows in front. It was set back a short distance from the road and was surrouned by weeping willows trees. Upon closer inspection , Mac noted that some of the windows were barred. Creepy was the first thought that came to his mind and a shudder ran through him . He then went to the back of the car and took out his toolbox from the trunk. He went up to the door and pressed the door bell. The door cracked open a bit “Yes?”came a frosty voice from within. ‘Hello there ,I am the electrician. I understand that there is a power cut on the second floor. An elderly woman emerged. “Ah, yes, please come in. We were expecting you ,I am Mrs. Elliot, the care taker. Inside he saw a young woman about twenty clutching a doll sitting on the stairs. She looked at him from between a tangle of red hair. Her gown was open and she sat with her legs parted. Mac stiffened at the sight. The old lady must have sensed his unease . “Oh, That's Betty.”she said following his gaze. “Hello, Betty, how are you?”said Mac smiling. “Betty, closed your legs!”cried the old lady. The young woman didn't reply. She suddenly got up and quickly opened her night gown exposing her nakedness to him . The old lady saw the quick movement “Get back to your room,Betty, NOW!”. she ordered sternly. Betty turned and walked upstairs. She turned and looked at Mac, smiled. “See you later,handsome.”she said and disappeared around a wall. “Ignore her” said the old woman evenly,” she likes startling people.” What a weird way to startle someone. He thought. The old woman then led him to a tool room.and switch on a light. He went across to the panel opened it and checked around. The old woman said “I will be in the lobby if you need me.” and left. As he checked around inside he felt a presence behind him. He turned quickly and saw a tall strapping black guy staring intently at him . He hadn't heard him approach and was taken aback. “Oh,Hello,” he said nervously. The black guy said nothing, but dipped into his pants pocket and took out a lollipop which he offered . From the looks of him, I'd better humor him. figured Mac still shakened. “Why, thanks,” he said quickly accepting it.with a smile “My lollipop !, My lollipop!, I want my lollipop!”cried the man loudly. Shakened at the suden outburst, Mac handed it back quickly. The black guy took it and said. “You tried to steal my lollipop. I will tell Ma on you.” Mac ,confused, couldn't say or do anything . He just wanted to get out of this creepy joint and fast. “Monroe , get back to the kitchen and finish moping the floor!. “ordered the old lady returning to the room. “Yes, Ma “ He replied meekly ,turned and walked away. “I heard his yelling.” she said apologetically . “That's Monroe, the janitor, he has the mind of an eight year old ,poor chap, ever since he saw his father axed is mother to death he's been that way”. Mac was speechless. “Is there anything I can help you with?” she asked.pleasantly. Calming himself, Mac shook his head.” “No .no,thanks . I am fine now . I have everything I need, It wouldn't be long now.” “Okay then.”she said ,”Call me if you need anything, I ‘ll be in the lobby.” “Thanks.” Mac replied. He quickly checked and found the fault in the wiring, fixed it, and was leaving when Betty bumped into him . She reached out and grabbed him by the crotch. ”Do it to me!” she said. “I ‘ve just put Sandra to bed.” She started to unzip him. “What the Hell...” “Betty !! “cried the old lady entering the room again .'Get away from the gentleman NOW ,you hear me?” Betty rushed over to her and grabbed her scrawny throat “‘Shut up, you old bitch, I hate you!” and began squeezing her throat. Coming out of his stupor, Mac rushed over and grabbed Betty's hands pulling them away from the old woman's throat. “Stop it, Betty,”He shouted. She let go and turned to him ,smiled “Anything for you, handsome.” The old woman held her throat and began coughing. Mac went over to her assistance.. ” Are you Okay ,ma'am?” he asked ,worried. “Yes, yes I think so.”she replied coughing loudly.'damn that girl.” “Shut up !” cried Betty . “Should I call the Ambulance?” “No, No I will be alright,” Munroe suddenly appeared carrying a large kitchen knife in his huge hand. “what are you doin' to Ma?” He cried raising the knife. Mac stiffened. The old lady looked sternly at Monroe and said “Put down the knife, Monroe, I am okay “ Munroe obeyed meekly. Dropping the knife to the floor. “You hurt Ma and I ‘ll kill you .you hear?” he said to Mac ‘It's all right, Monroe, go back to the kitchen,” she ordered. Monroe left the room glaring at Mac who felt a shudder running through him at the threat.. Betty then rushed over and picked up. The knife. She looked at Mac and said, “ It's a good night for a killing,huh” Mac gasped and said, “Give me the knife, Betty, then we can”, He winked “You know what “ Betty smiled wildly and handed him the knife . With a sigh of relief ,he took it and handed it to the old lady. Then taking up his tool box. He said.” ‘I ‘ll be back tomorrow,Betty.” “No, No I want you now!” she screamed. ‘You can't leave., You promise...” “Sorry, Betty, but I must go .” He rushed to the door, turned to the old lady and said. “We will bill you later.” He rushed over to his car Mac got in quickly leaving Betty standing at the gate. He stepped on the gas and sped down the road. Breathing a sigh of relief when he heard a familiar voice in the back seat saying ‘Want a lollipop?” Tweet
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