The Spooky Bloodspread

Chapter 12: A Cold Enemy

An hour of walking, wagon-wheeling, spoiled food-eating and stomachaches later, the 3 siblings came across a neighborhood. All the houses looked the same, but they were drastically different from the ones in their neighborhood, as they were all quite small.

Pump found a house with the garage door still open, but getting the wagon up the stairs without tipping Skid and Susie out of it would be a challenge.

Fortunately, Susie found a wooden board by pointing to it, as she was too weary to speak. Getting electrocuted and almost dying of a fall injured her so much, she couldn't even get out of the wagon to help him move it.

Once Pump made his way up the ramp he created, he closed the garage door and went in the house... and it was dark as hell. And it smelled horrible.

As the kids tried to get used to the smell, Pump suddenly almost lost his balance on a loose piece of hardwood. He dragged the wagon around it and found a sofa in a tiny bit of light from finally adjusting to the darkness.

Susie struggled to climb on the sofa, but her whole body was numb, causing her to fall out of the wagon. Her upper body made it to the couch, but she couldn't pull herself up, so Skid and Pump helped her out and laid her on the couch with a blanket. Afterwards, the 3 of them went to sleep.

That night, they woke up... but not on the couch.

Skid and Pump were tied to a large chair together with chains, while Susie woke up in a steel cage.

A familiar laugh was heard from a figure walking towards them. This wasn't a good sign.

"Well, kids... you just got tricked. Again," the voice spoke. "And what's this? The duo has become a trio! How charming!"

"Wh-who are you...?" Susie groaned, being able to talk again as she slowly sat up.

"Your friends killed me a long time ago," the figure said. "All because they thought the party would be a true party, and not-"

"WELL GUESS WHAT BITCH, I'M GONNA KILL YOU TOO!!!" Susie suddenly screamed, as the figure revealed itself.

It was the man who traumatized Skid and Pump a long time ago. The man who raised Roy as his nephew.

"Please tell me this is just the Bloodspread," Skid begged. "If he actually survived that, I-"

"The... the what?" the Stranger was puzzled. "What is a Bloodspread?"

A pissed-off Susie reached for a gun that was mistakenly but conveniently placed next to the cage, and repeatedly shot the Stranger over and over. Skid and Pump cried loudly due to the gunshots, and because their hands were tied down.

"O-oh," Susie said, hearing her brothers cry. "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay," they responded with whimpers.

Susie also noticed a knife by the cage, and when she got it, she used it to try and cut the bars loose. Once she freed herself, she wobbled over and cut Skid and Pump's chains with the knife, freeing them too. She could walk again, but not properly.

As the sibling trio made it to the basement stairs, Susie almost lost her balance again. Skid found a walking cane for Susie, but seemed to have forgotten the basement had stairs.

"Wow, amazing timing Skid," Pump said sarcastically. "You gave Susie a CANE for going UPSTAIRS when she can BARELY WALK PROPERLY!!!"

Skid looked at the ground dejectedly.

"Pump, apologize now," Susie said.

Pump sighed. "Sorry Skid. But next time, be more aware of your surroundings."

Skid just got sadder.

After helping Susie up the stairs, the kids got back to the living room, where all their stuff was still there. It was still nighttime, and they got tired. So they all slept on the couch again.

The next day, it was snowing heavily. The kids tried snuggling up in the blanket, but somehow the cold air still kept blowing in.

Susie found out that a window was cracked open, but it seemed to be stuck that way when she tried closing it.

The heating systems weren't working either.

Susie walked up to the unlit fireplace, Skid and Pump following her whilst wrapped in her blanket. She scraped some logs together to try and start a fire. It took about 7 tries.

But after 5 minutes of warmth and comfort, a huge pile of snow fell on the fire, extinguishing it and once again making the house cold.

Skid, Pump and Susie huddled close, desperate to find another source of warmth.

But then, rock-hard snowballs broke open the cracked window. More cold air was forced into the house.

Skid and Pump tried to hide under the blankets, but suddenly the kids were swept off their feet by a freezing cold gust of wind that broke through the walls. They landed in the snow, practically dying of the sheer cold.

"This is where you belong..." a voice whispered ominously.

Susie was the only one who heard the chilling voice.

"After you never gave me warmth... you do not deserve it either..."

"You NEVER deserved it, asshole...!" Susie sputtered.

The source of the voice revealed itself to be the Stranger, who had now finally gotten a dose of the Bloodspread. His head was attached to an icicle portruding out of his body, making it look impaled. His face looked to have experienced frostbite. His tuxedo was shredded, revealing what looked like chunks of his body having been frozen and shatttered. He had a bulky build, walked on all fours, and his eyes were glowing a cyan color.

"Oh no... it's... it's the..." Pump muttered before succumbing to the frost. Ice started slowly forming around his body. He was freezing solid. "Help... me..."

But then, Susie made an extremely risky move.

"Guys... stay there... things are gonna get heated up."

Climbing out of the blanket, leaving Skid and Pump behind, Susie tore off her sweater, revealing she still had her pink shirt with a yellow heart on underneath it. She tied it to a stick, scraped it against a tree a couple times, and managed to make herself a torch.

She swung it at the Stranger, who caught on fire and let out a raspy scream in agony as he melted away into a pile of blood and water.

In fact, all the snow melted. It stopped snowing. The temperature was getting warm again. Pump even thawed out. The snowstorm had stopped thanks to Susie.

Skid and Pump celebrated and ran up to their sister, tears of joy in their eyes.

But their celebration was cut short when they smelled smoke...