Horrorland: Monsters Unleashed

Chapter #5 The Cemetary

A/N: Hi guys! I'm just going to apologize up front for the shorter chapter; I'm still on vacation in sunny California, but I really wanted to update! So here's what I was able to write up! Hope you enjoy it and that you're all doing well! :)
♡-Katie-♡

The wheels on the tram had been completely melted. We were stranded on the ride with the Toadinator! He hissed and gargled another mouthful of acid.

    "Run!" I commanded, leaping out of my tram seat.

The others didn't hesitate to follow me. We ran towards the exit door to the lab, only to find that it had shut and locked.

    "What?! No no no, this can't be happening!" I panicked, pushing and pulling on the door. The others tried helping me, but it was no use; the door wasn't going to open.

The Toadinator hissed and stalked towards us, acid dripped from his gaping mouth. His single red eye twitched and flickered. I was about ready to accept my stinging and burning bubbly doom until I noticed something.

The emergency exit! It was to our left, just behind the Toadinator!

    "Guys! There! If we can get to that door, we'll be safe!" I pointed.

    "And leave the ride? Are you insane?!" Kyle blurted.

Now the Toadinator spit another wad of acid, right in front of our feet. It melted a hole right through the floor.....

    "I'm with Bec on this one. Let's get out of here!!!!" Jen yelled.

The four of us booked for the emergency exit, blasting the Toadinator with our guns as we did to create a distraction. It seemed to work and we bursted through the doors, slamming them shut behind us.

We leaned pressed against the doors, gasping for air and looked at our surroundings. We were back on Shock Street.

    "Alright....now that was way too much for me. That thing could have hurt us!" Jen exclaimed.

    "Or killed us! That acid burned a hole through the floor and melted our wheels!! Imagine what it would have done to us!" Ryan panted.

    "This place really isn't pulling any punches. Where do we want to go next?" I questioned.

The four of us looked around for something new to do.

    "I could use a drink." Kyle admitted.

    "Same here, now that you mention it." Ryan nodded.

    "Me too." Jen agreed.

    "Then let's go to that drink stand over there and get something." I said, pointing it out.

We walked over to the small brown wooden shack across the plaza. It was run by a green Horror, he greeted us with a hearty laugh.

    "Hahahaha, we'll heya kids! Having a scary day in Horrorland?" He began.

    "You could say that." Ryan smiled at him.

    "Good! Well what can I get you?" The Horror asked.

The four of us looked over the menu that was to the side of the shack. We all agreed on the same thing. Something called Monster Punch.

    "Four Monster Punches, please." Ryan ordered politely, handing the Horror $4.

The Horror began to make our drinks right before our eyes. He started with this odd looking liquid, it looked like slightly yellow tinted water. He then squeezed some juice from various fruits into it. I covered my mouth with my hand as he mixed our drinks, suddenly feeling nauseous as his grubby hands handled the fruits......

Once our drinks were made, we took them and left the shack with smiles to the Horror, who waved. I hesitantly lowered my lips to the straw extending from my punch and took my first sip.

It wasn't even bad! Sweet really. It tasted like a mixture of pineapple and cherry limeade! I drank more of it happily.

As we sipped the punches, we looked for something to do. I think we had all forgotten and calmed down from the Toadinator attack by that point.

We walked around Shock Street, looking at all the different buildings and shops, finishing our punches eventually. Then we came across the right side of Shock Street, the area that I had seen from Terror Tower that was shrouded in fog from overhead.

The cemetary.

    "Guys, let's go in here! We haven't seen this yet!" Kyle suggested.

Hesitating, the other three of us finally nodded and walked through the big iron gates of the cemetary, joining Kyle. We began to walk down the path, quietly observing the gravestones.

I had to admit, it was quiet in the cemetary. Peaceful almost. I guess most cemetaries were silently peaceful and tranquil though. The trees were a healthy mix of ones with dark greens leaves and dead trees with no leaves. There were also dead leaves littering the ground as well that crunched beneath our feet from time to time. I began to enjoy the quiet and read the names on the headstones that we passed.

George Carpenter....Jerry Franklin.... Compton Dawes....Agnes Somerset.... Karen Somerset....

    "Hey guys, look at this gravestone! It looks different from the rest! It's more worn down and dirtier." Jen called from a few feet up the path.

The boys and I went over to where Jen was standing, right in front of a grave that had seen better days. Its stone was covered in dirt and the very corner of it had slightly begun to chip. Thankfully, I could still make out the letters engraved into the stone though, quite clearly actually.

Ray Thurston
'The Watcher'
1980-1998

The Watcher? Wonder what that meant?

    "Wow....that's sad. He died when he was our age." Jen stated sympathetically, crouching to read the epitaph.

    "Two years ago too...." I observed.

    "Guys, these aren't real people's graves, you know that right? These are just fake. Ray Thurston is just some name that the park manager came up with and they slapped it on a gravestone!" Kyle butted in.

    "Then what's 'The Watcher' mean?" I interrogated him.

    "That's just some corny tagline they gave him to make it sound spooky." Kyle informed nonchalantly.

    "Are you sure, Kyle?" Jen questioned.

    "Think about it: it's a theme park. Why would they put real people's graves in here?" Kyle explained.

    "Everything here has been a little too real so far, hasn't it? I wouldn't be surprised." Ryan spoke. I nodded my head in agreement with his comment.

Before Kyle could respond and attempt to back his argument up, Jen screamed.

    "AAAAH! HELP! SOMETHING'S GOT ME! AAAAAAAH!!!!" She shrieked, falling to the ground. The rest of us turned to her, worry crossing our faces.

Then all of us saw it.

A hand, coming up from the dirt! It had ahold of Jen's ankle and had yanked her down to the ground!