Raspberry Jukebox

Chapter 1 Room 667

On a hot summers day a dirty yellow 1967 Ford Mustang pulls right into the driveway of what looks to be a very cheap motel.A somewhat young looking man probably 31 years old although if you would ask him he would probably say 20.He had short brown hair with some stubble and his brown tired eyes hid behind circular pink lens glasses that he probably thought made him look cooler.
Well it did but only by 1% as the rest of him looked very unkept and what your acholic uncle would probably wear.He sat behind the steering wheel looking at the motel rooms infornt of him,he lets out a little hot breath expressing his tiredness.He gets out and amdealy hides his eyes from the blaring sun above.
"Oh great great your here thank you thank you!"A man in a blue and white striped shirt runs over and falls onto him gripping his shirt."I'm guessing you're the owner of this place?" are generic female gaze male protagonists asked."Oh yes yes I'm Garry I own the place and I'M FREAKED THE FUCK OUT MAN!"Garry shakes him like a ragdoll or when you're trying to get those Pacific chips from a vending machine.
"Hey man relax look at me!"he grabbed Gary's head forcing him to look into his eyes,you wish that was you huh?,"Garry I will take care of it okay,just give me a few minutes top and it will be fine,so please breath in and out and maby go and get me a nice bottle of Jameson whisky",Garry slowly breaths trying to calm himself down and processing that information.
"Okay Okay I think I can do that,um can I get your name real quick so I know who to send a thank you card too?"Garry asked so I can easily write in the character's name."Dustin Chaplin"Dustin answers still waiting for the Jameson whisky he asked for a few minutes ago."Okay I will uh show you to the room,and I would advise that this is a no smoking zone sir so I would appreciate it if you kept it that way"Garry put his hands together almost pleading.
Dustin scowls and sighs "Sure thing man, alright let's see this thing"Dustin followed Garry to one of the rooms "667" on a tiny gold plate against a sea blue door with some scratches on it,totally normal by the way."So over the phone you said it was chanting something?"Dustin asked trying to peak through the windows but as far as he could see it was pitch black in there.
"uh yes yes and it was ugly like something out of The Ring!"Garry shudders just thinking about it,"Fuck"Dustin cursed pinching the bridge of his nose,"Did you see any weird red mist like stuff?",Garry took a moment to think,"Uh maby yeah why?",Dustin groans clearly annoyed,"You don't have a Demon it's a witch"Dustin corrects him,remember demon racism is not cool kids don't assume there a Demon if there chanting.
"A WITCH!?,but they didn't have a pointy hat!?"Garry starts freaking out,"Sorry but I don't think there is anything I can do here"Dustin unfortunately informs him,"WHAT WHY NOT!?"Garry was on the brink of tears,"That red mist thing you saw in there is a spell,a witch's spill color determines how powerful the spell is,blue is safe,green is okay,red is bad very bad really bad you should just get a new motel bad"Dustin bites his lip as Garry looks at him distraught.
"Can't you call for backup or something!?"Garry was begging at this point poor dude,"Oh no no I don't do that!"Dustin shot up like someone just insulted his mom,which he would actually be fine with because his mom was a mattress.
Garry instantly sobbed and fell into Dustin's chest making this more awkward than it should be.Dustin looked down and swore under his breath,"Okay Okay I'll figure out something for you..."Dustin sighs,Garry looked up at him like a child who was just told that they were going to Disney land,"Really for me?"Garry whips his tears with a handkerchief he won in the divorce.
"yes for you,now I need you to get me that Whiskey and we should all be good to go"Dustin really wanted that Whisky,for the Witch not for any other reasons of course.Garry nods and runs off,Dustin places his hand on the cold door handle and takes a deep breath,he slowly opened the door and walked in.It was almost pitch black with the only source of light being the red Magic mist flowing threw the air surrounding Dustin.
"House Keeping!"Dustin shouted looking around,"Me lie by be I see tie le"a creepy girls whisper Echo threw the dark,"Yeah me too girl uh how about we talk face to face?"Dustin walked in a little further,"Human?....smell is wretched, hurts!"The voice yelled out causing Dustin to stop,"I'll take it you're not a fan of Axe body spray then?"Dustin jokes before a black tendril jumps out and grabs his leg,"Ah okay"Dustin sighs before being dragged into the dark abyss.
Dustin just let the tendril drag him on the floor occasionally bumping his head on some items,he then saw the Witch herself standing over him,black long wet hair,black dress with a leg slit and pale skin with blood shot red eyes,and no you can't smash."Come here often?"Dustin quips before he is forcefully pulled up and his body fling right to her,"Your dare interrupt my business!"She puts her clawed hands on his cheek scraping the sides as blood drips out.
"Sorry but you're causing a disturbance mam"Dustin slightly groans in pain,"The only disturbance here is you..."she replied with an angry look.
"Your spell!,your casting a necromancer spell!"Dustin yelled out,as he did she dropped him on the floor and the once pitch black void turned into a normal motel room,the Witch floats down sitting on the bed,"You noticed?"she asked a little self consciously,Dustin sat up looking at her "Yeah it's kinda my job too"Dustin leans over trying to catch his breath.
The door slightly opens a bit as Garry peaks through with the Whiskey in hand,the Witch growls but Dustin puts up his hand as if she was a cat he was trying to silence,"It's okay he's with me"Dustin stumbled over and yanked the drink out of his hand.
"Thanks man"Dustin sighs feeling relieved,"Why is she just sitting like that!?"Garry nervously whispers trying to avoid her eye contact,"Again Witch not a demon,witches have souls believe it or not"Dustin unscrews the cap.
"right....well I'll leave you too alone and remember no smoking!!!"Garry slowly shuts the door,"Whiskey?"Dustin asked looking over at the Witch,"Uh...sure"The Witch nervously nods her head,Dustin walks over and sits down next to her handing her the bottle."So....who are you trying to bring back?"Dustin asked looking at her,The Witch takes a quick swig and fidgets with her hands,"My sister's....they were burned to death...",a clear sadness surrounded her a she spoke.
"I want to say sorry but Im sure you heard enough of that already.....was it Witch hunters?"Dustin asked trying to understand her pain more,The Witch shooked her head,"No it was some Oni demons,burned them in there house ate there chared bones like it was nothing"She gripped the glass bottle making it crack a bit,"I understand that....in my line of work you lose a lot of people,people close to you"Dustin wasn't even lying,which made it sader.
"I thought I could bring them back....but I never did Necromancy before but I had to do something there my sister's I can't.....I can't do this"The Witch started producing black slimey tears from her eyes,"Hey....look I understand completely,if I could I would but look Necromancy is not going bring them back,not fully atleast,and I understand your mad it was unfair but they wouldn't want to see you like this,full of anger and hate"Dustin put his hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her.
"Just what do I do?,where do I go?"She looked at him like a lost sad Child,Dustin went quiet for a minute,"I know a place you can stay at,it has free food,therapy,the whole sha bang!"Dustin smiles at her genuinely,The Witch hesitates "How can I trust you?",Dustin didn't even take a minute to respond,"Because we both lose something we can't have back....".
The Witch took a breath and nodded "Okay...can you take me there?"She asked holding his hand,Dustin nods.
The two walk out of the Motel room with Garry hiding behind the door,"Uh thank you!!!"Garry yells out keeping his distance,"No problem man just remember to pay me!"Dustin responds as he leads the poor witch to the car,he helps her in and takes the wheel,he takes one last look at her,"You ready?"He asked,she nods and he turns the keys.Like a reverse of the beginning,he backs out of the parking lot driving away to a hopefully more peaceful place.