A Midnight Walk

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Red. That's all I can see through the hole of this blindfold. Eyes flashing that blood red color. All I can feel is the cold, hard floor and the rust on the chains that bound my hands and feet. Voices. All I can hear are voices.

"When? When is the time, querida?"

"Soon. Just a little longer."

"Can we go first?"

"Yes, dear. Just remember to leave some for everyone else."

"Is it time, Tish?"

"It is."

Fear struck me. I can see the outline of sharp fangs and wicked smiles. I can hear death ringing in my ears. How did I get myself into this...this...this house?

Chapter 1: A Midnight Walk

It was midnight on All Hallows' Eve. The glorious full moon hid behind the dark, ominous clouds, casting an eerie glow to the neighborhood. The streets were empty; only the rats and squirrels were out, retrieving any scraps of candy or food they can find. All the children had gone home. All except one. Lucas to be exact. Thirteen year old Lucas, with his pockets filled with candy and a satisfied look on his face, was walking home from his candy collecting duty when he felt something penetrate his mind. He was fixed on the delicious treats and scary movies on TV, but soon his mind began to wander. And so was he. He couldn't control his own body, oblivious to what was happening. Soon, he found himself two streets away from his house. He looked at the sign that hung loosely on the post. Cemetery Lane, a street he did not want to end up at. The woods, which stretched for miles, surrounded the area, giving it a scary impression. The houses, once decorated with bright colors, were abandoned and rundown; the houses seemed as though no one had lived in them for years! Lucas shuddered in fear as he recalled his parents explaining the history of that street. Cemetery Lane was once a lovely, exuberant place until a family moved into the old mansion that went into the woods. The family seemed ghostly and dead, so nobody came near them. Every night, however, people were seen wandering in the middle of the night toward the woods during full moons and never come back. After several disappearances, everybody deserted the street except for the people that lived in that mansion. Rumors say the souls of those who wandered into the woods haunted the mansion. Others say the mansion was abandoned due to the family dying after everyone left. No one knows or wants to know what happened after that. Lucas only knew something horrifying happened. He decided to turn around and head back to his house, but something pulled him closer to the woods. He started to walk toward the woods as if someone had possessed him to go. There was a flicker of movement from one of the houses. Lucas looked quickly and saw a little girl. She looked like she was laughing at him. It was hard to tell who she was, but the little girl disappeared into the trees. Lucas's mind pulled him forward, the force getting stronger the closer he got. After he was a good ten feet from the entrance, his head started to burn. When he closed his eyes, he saw an image that made him jump. In his head, he saw a woman with pale skin and blood red lips. She had raven black hair and an innocent smile. Blood was streaming down from the corner of her lips. She was laughing slightly, causing Lucas to suddenly go into a haze. He started walking into the woods with no idea to what was going on.

It was a matter of time before Lucas snapped out of his gaze. When he looked around, he noticed he was surrounded by a city of wood and leaves. Lucas squinted, trying to find a sign of a street lamp. Not a single light can be seen. "I didn't know I was this far into the woods," Lucas thought aloud. Lucas began to turn in a slow circle, hoping to find a way out. As he turned, is head started to burn again. When he turned just a little more, his head felt as if it had exploded. Another image appeared. This time, it was a little girl with braids and the smile of a homicidal maniac. Blood stained a small part of her cheek. Instead of fading away when Lucas opened his eyes, the little girl was standing in front of him. She had a striking resemblance to the woman he had seen. The girls seemed alive, yet she seemed ghostly.

"Hello," she said, her voice filled with curiousity.

"Uh, hello there. Do you know a way outta these woods?" Lucas asked, bending down so that he was her height. The girl shook her head then giggled. Lucas recognized the giggle as the one he heard when he was in the neighborhood. She looked like the girl he saw from one of the houses.

"Are you lost?" Lucas asked, concern filling his eyes. His question only made her laugh more.

"No! But you are," the girl said, this time she started to fade away. Before she was completely gone, Lucas attempted to grab her. His hand slipped through her as if she was never there. The girl, now a faint image, smiled sinisterly at him before fading away completely. Lucas became frightened and tried to contact her again.

"W-who are you? D-did you bring me here? Please, bring me home! Any home!" Lucas realized he was screaming and fell silent.

He strained to hear just a faint voice. In the distance, he heard, "Oh weary wanderer. Come to me. Just follow the wind and put your mind to ease." He suddenly felt a pull from the direction he was staring at. He resumed walking, his mind dazed and his senses muted. After a while, the pulling stopped. Lucas's mind became clear again, and he had complete control over his actions again. He continued walking, his head tingling with the familiar burning feeling. After a few minutes, Lucas looked up at the sky and pleaded, "Please help me find a way out of here! Like I said! Any home would do! Just get me out of these dang woods!" As if Mother Nature heard his cry, Lucas stumbled into a clearing. He thought he was in the neighborhood again, but his heart stopped when he saw what was ahead. In front of him was an old, Victorian style mansion with an iron fence surrounding it. Lucas shudderded at the sight. "Out of all the homes I could've stumbled upon, it had to be this one," Lucas said, shaking with fear.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Note: I do not own the Addams Family in any way, shape, or form. I only own my made up character, Lucas. The Lucas in this story is NOT Lucas Beineke from the musical.

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