A case of lunatic lovers.
The following story is written in second person.Enjoy your amusement ride.
"A ticket for a haunted mansion please" You smile cheerfully dugging into your purse to take out the money.The counter boy gives you a bright smile and hands over a ticket "Here you go ma'am.Umm..isn't your boyfriend here with you ?" he asks you curiously.
"No no I am alone.Just wanted to go out.I recently shifted to London so...." you reply,shrugging."Oh I see.Have a good time ma'am" the counter boy gives you a mock salute which makes you laugh."Alright thanks." You wave him goodbye and walk in.
You settle into one of the little train seats.Shifting slightly to make yourself comfy,you run a quick glance around to see who all were there on the train.There weren't many people just few giggling kids and horny teenagers.
Sighing loudly you brace yourself as the ride starts.The train slowly chugs into a flaming monster's mouth and inside there are different kinds of colourful ogres,demons with gleaming red eyes,monsters of course.You wave as you pass slenderman.He waves back and curtsies.You shake your head,letting out a small laugh.At this point,the train makes a sharp turn and slowly enters into a pitch black tunnel.Artificial fog engulfs everyone and eerie music starts to play.A few kids were heard whimpering in fright.You,though,were never scared of such things so you stretch back and relax,yawning.
Suddenly,a hand clamps down your mouth tightly.You yelp in horror but "Mhphmmm" is all that comes out of your mouth."Ssh..be quiet" whispers a hoarse voice in your ears "Enjoy the ride".You feel chills run down your body at this voice.Its sounds familiar.'Is this a joke ?' you think bitterly.
It was still very dark inside and since you were sitting pretty far away from everyone else,nobody could possibly even know that something was happening with you back there.
The stranger tries to force a cloth ball into your mouth but you resist and try to bite his hand unsuccesfully."Fiesty now,are we ?" there is a hint of mean amusement in the voice "Not for long" he says and puts a wad of duct tape over your mouth.Then,he forces your arms behind your back and ties them up with ropes.Picking you up roughly he jumps off the train which wasn't a difficult feat considering that the train was moving super slow.You try to kick him with your legs but he grasps them tightly.
He walks to the back of tunnel in the direction opposite to the train which was now heading towards witches's world.
He kicks open a secret door into the tunnel and walks in, carrying you into a bright white room.He puts you down on a couch.You stare at him at horror as you realise that he is the ticket counter boy."Mphm..hmhph" you try to speak something but he rolls his eyes and replies "I won't let you talk.You think you are so smart huh.As if you will not scream when I pull away the tape from your mouth".You shake your head vigorously trying to convince him that you won't.
"OK.I will remove it.But no talking or else I will cut off your tongue" he growls and carefully removes the tape.You take a deep breath."I am Dominique" he begins with a cheerful smile as though he just did not threaten to chop off your tongue "And you are ?"
"Celia" you mumble in a low voice.You were shaking in fright.He notices this."Hey,don't be afraid.I just wanted to be friends.You mentioned earlier that you were new here..and alone.I am very lonely too" he says with a sad smile.
You eye him suspiciously "But why did you bring me here ?" you ask.He grins in an insane way "To make you my friend Celia.Will you be my friend ?"
"No" you answer defiantly.He growls but asks again "Celia,will you be my friend ?"
"No" you shake your head with an annoyed expressions."CELIA,WILL YOU BE MY FRIEND ?" he is now yelling at the top of his voice.
"Fuck no" you spit at him with disgust "This is no way to make friendship you crazy man.How dare you abduct me like this ? You can never make any friends if you do this kind of things with them.Psycho"
He stares at you shocked by your words,then, he slowly pulls out a knife from his pocket. He walkes upto you while twirling the knife in his hands. He pauses, once, and brings his face down to your level. You look at his insane eyes. An eerie feeling rises in your heart." I am afraid Celia,you have spoken too much" he growls prying your jaw open and, with a quick motion of hand, slices off your tongue.
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