diary of a living dead girl

The nightmare

Lydia Deetz, walked on the ground. Her taping feet echoed so loudly on the checkered floor. Black and white, it made her nervous. Fearful of the color combination, she continued to walk. Till the tapping stopped, the sound was replaced by the crunching of dirt and twigs. She looked down and noticed she was wearing her favorite platforms, black fake leather with upside down crosses on the front, like buckles. But she barely paid attention, her focus mostly on the changing ground. Looking forward into the black night, there were bright lights of all kinds in the distance. Something like an amusement park with a large wheel and blinking lights on a tower.

The woman looked back at the stretching hallway. Now taking in the sight of it. It was door less, just a long hall ending in darkness. She turned back to face the amusement park, shocked that it seemed a little closer now. Regardless of fears Lydia started walking again, heading right for the glowing sign that read nothing. Just a yellow sign with bulbs all along the edge, shining like an introduction. She stared at the sign as she walked into the amusement park, wondering if the location was written on the back. But again nothing. No words or indication of the place having a name. There was nothing on the sign or in the park. No people or chatter. Just booths lined up with different games and snack carts, empty of all food.

The whole place was eerie and bizarre, It made Lydia wonder if she was dreaming. She remembered settling in for the night but nothing after that. Though she also wasn't the type to ever dream of a place like this, at least not without a clown or two. The absence of another presence only furthered her paranoia. She looked over her shoulder numerous times as she walked about. Searching, exploring she wasn't sure which one described her. Only that she kept moving, walking by a fun house that had a dirty exterior. Some kind of design on the side but it was hard to make out because of how warn it was. But it sent chills through her, causing her to walk faster.

Just around the corner sat a large tent, almost as high as the Ferris wheel behind it. It wasn't like the rest of the place, except that it also was. Grimy and warn but the difference was the color. Everything was yellow and red stripped. The tent was black and white with green grim on the bottom. Lydia was paralyzed as she stared up at the tent, dark eyes wide with fearful memory of a suit that matched the tent. She swallowed hard "Beetlejuice" she whispered in a question. As if the word was an on switch, the amusement park began to move. The game tents lighting up to show mannequins inside demonstrating how each game worked. Tracks began to play, haunting laughs from the fun house and amusement park chatter. Game songs and kids noises. The Ferris wheel began to move and spin ever so slowly.

Lydia jumped at the sudden life that filled the air. Still no actual people walking about but her. Though that wasn't comforting in the slightest. She frantically looked around at all the sudden noise. A red light began to emanate from the tents flaps and her attention was once again on the familiar structure. This time she stared inside, watching the flaps move around in a wind she could not feel. Again she began to walk forward, stepping inside. She passed the red entranceway to a dark seating area. Bleachers stretching so high they seemed to touch the ceiling. In the center was a spot light shining on a level dirt floor. Sitting as if in a calling kind of way was a box with a handle on it. Once Lydia took in the sight of the box it was like all her fear dropped to the floor.

She raised a brow at the small thing, dressed in black and white stripes. "Seriously" she asked, more so in disbelief than anything. She stepped around it, observing the box from every angle. "A jack in the box, really. Now I know I'm dreaming, thanks stress for playing tricks on me" she spoke to the air. Angered at her past fright, she turned her back to the box. Instead of reeling it she went to explore the objects in the back. A spinning wheel with pins along the edge. She gave it a spin then went to look at the other props. Unaware of the jack in a box handle slowly turning. Unable to hear the gears spinning while the wheel kept turning. She looked a vase over before it slipped from her fingers. She scrabbled to grab it but it dropped to the floor and shattered. "Oops" she covered her mouth as if awaiting to be in trouble. But nothing would happen in a dream. She tapped the shards with her foot. Not noticing the lid fly open on the box behind her. A Snake sprung out, striped black and white with a giant round head. Sharp teeth sprouting from green lips and large white eyes with tiny black slits for pupils. Moss covered the top of its head where dusty white strands of hair stretched out wildly.