Halloween Returns

The Feast

Help! Somebody, please help me! I scream in horror as I feel the fire burning me.

I yell that as loud as I can but nothing seems to come out of my mouth! They seem to be frozen open, unable to move in any way!

What is wrong with me!? Why can't I ask for help when I can feel my flesh melting in the fiery flame?! I am terrified!

Looking around doesn't help my agony. What I see is petrifying dark figures, evil and ominous. There is just enough light in the room for me to register the horror in front of me. The figures seem deformed and unnatural. Their movements are rash and unbalanced.

I wonder if they are my torturers. Are they the ones who set me on fire and are now there to enjoy my excruciating pain? The figures don't even seem solid. They appear to be fluid and unstable. I don't think I have ever seen anything like that.

I try to move and get a better look of my surroundings.

Oh, my God! I can't move! What's wrong with me? Why can't I move? Help!

Will someone please stop the flames from torturing me; they are so hot that I can't bear it! It hurts so much and I can't stop the flames! They are slowly devouring me!

I am starting to be able to think beyond the pain, beyond my sizzling flesh. I am starting to realize that the terrible monsters I was so afraid of are not monsters but just shadows. This room seems to only be lighted by the fire consuming me and the terrifying creatures I have seen are just the shadows of regular objects. Well, maybe not so regular objects.

These are some very strange objects to have in one's room. In front of me, I can see a huge table on which there are many odd things, arranged as if for decoration. There is a huge cauldron with some yellow liquid that seems to be boiling. There are...

Oh, my God! Are those fingers?! They look like human fingers with long pointy nails.

Where am I? What kind of new horror is this?

I can also see some white round things, and as I look at them one of them rolls out of the bowl and I can see... I see that those are eyeballs!

It must be a cannibal's den and now he is slowly grilling me to prepare a similar gruesome meal! I need to call for help!

But although my mouth is wide open no sound is coming out. Since the only thing I can do is watch, I try to notice other details about this place.

I can see that the tablecloth under those horrific meals is black and there are some black candles on the table, waiting to be lit. I can also see some shelves behind the table filled with the strangest things.

There is a spider web across one of the shelves and a huge black spider on it. Oh, no! There is also a human skull that seems to be used as a decoration!

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! I scream in my head from the terror that consumes my whole being, but the only thing that comes out of my mouth is smoke.

Suddenly I hear a door opening and the real monsters come in. There is a witch dressed in black with a huge cone hat and an enormous wart on her big nose. Behind her, there is a zombie covered in blood. It seems as if a part of his cheek has peeled off and the blood was streaming down his pale face. The last creature to enter is a demon. His face is green, and he has small horns on top of his head and warts all over his face.

That is when the feast from hell begins. They enter the gruesome room laughing excitedly and showing obvious appreciation for the sickening decorations. Upon noticing the gruesome meal, they exclaim with overwhelming enthusiasm "So scary! This is perfect! Ah, there is even a skull, this is AWESOME!"

They don't even seem to notice me burning to death next to them. It is as if I weren't important enough, for what is one burning individual to these monsters? To these fiends, who have such horrendous meals?

As they sit down for their meal, they start crunching the fingers with such delight that it makes me feel thoroughly disgusted. The green demon takes off his head and puts it on the nearby empty chair. He has another head under it! It is a human head! Now he is chomping on the eyeballs as if they were the most delicious candies ever invented!

They seem to be so delighted by the ghastly meal that I can't fathom what kind of beings can be so insensitive and repulsive. To eat such food, with such fervor! And all that while I am being consumed by the flames in silent agony! Without even a glance in my direction! Without any acknowledgment of my sufferings!

They continue to devour their meals with an intense satisfaction.

What have I done to them!? Why do they torture me so?!

After finishing their meal, if you can even call that a meal, they start talking with delight about all the despicable things they have been doing in their lives. Some stories are difficult for me to understand, but some I understand all too well. They talk using big and frightening voices about murders and mayhem and then laugh excitedly.

I can't listen to this anymore! Not only are they torturing my body with the blazing flames, but their stories are torturing my very soul! I wish they would stop or just finish me off!

Now they have started doing some strange things that I don't fully comprehend. They are listening to some scary songs, and they have started watching something. From what I can see I am guessing they are watching some home videos of all the people they have murdered or tortured. Gruesome home videos made by these monsters in which they kill and mutilate other people wearing some type of masks.

For some reason, they keep screaming while watching the atrocious scenes. I don't understand why they are doing that since they are the ones who killed those people in the first place.

Oh, no, one of them has noticed me!

Will he torture me a bit more or will he just kill me?

Death sounds like a good idea right about now, but he is doing neither. He is just moving me to another place and now I can see a huge orange thing in front of me. It is round and it has big circles for eyes and a huge square for a mouth. I can also see the bright fire burning inside this orange thing.

Oh, I see it is a pumpkin, to be more precise it is a Jack-o'-lantern.

Oh, my!

That is me!

Now I can see that I am in front of a mirror and it is clear that I AM the Jack-o'-lantern! How can this be?

This must be a Halloween party and not a cannibalistic ritual as I previously thought.

But who am I then?

What's next for me?

Heeeelp!

I am alive in here!

Stop the fire!

Help me, humans, please!

Help me!