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THE ROOM As Brenda leaves the Halloween party early that night she will soon live to regreat it... "Good night everbody," Brenda said, "I'll see you at work tomorrow." She then exits the front door of the house and walks into a brick cubical, which looks like a tiny cell at Sing Sing prison, rather then a room inside a house. "Hay guys, this isn't the way out!" A mechanical sound vibrates inside the chamber as one of the walls starts moving towards her. "What the hell?" She turns to exit the room, but the door is gone. She is inside a brick tomb with no way out. "Time out guys, this isn't funny! You know I'm Claustrophobic. Please stop it." But the wall doesn't stop, instead it moves faster... ten feet away...eight feet..seven... "Help me," She cries, as her warm pee drips over the cold stone floor. Just beyond the wall, in some distant room, she hears somebody playing Moon Light Sonata on a Baby Grand Piano. Again she cries for help, but nobody listens, nobody cares. The smell of urine, and sweat circulates in the frigid air as the wall pushes forward...three...two...one... Brenda screams as the wall slams into her body at full force; blood squirts from her mouth, eyes pop out of their sockets, bones shatter and break apart. She sucks in one last gulp of air before her brains, guts and blood splatter neatly over the cold gray wall... THE ATTIC Brad always told his friends the attic was off limits because it was haunted. However, during one of Brad's sublime adult Halloween parties, a couple of his friends, Bill and Olga though it would be sexy to sneak off to the attic for some late night fun... As they move up the wooden steps, a vociferous shrieking sound echoes through the rafters as several bats fly past them. "Oh for god sakes, you'll have to better then that if you want to scare us... Olga freaks out and sprints down the steps screaming in horror. "What-ever" Bill said, as he continues forward. "What the...?" From across the way he sees a man standing in front of a large bay window. "Is that you Brad?" No answer... "Brad?" Still no answer... Upon closer inspection, he realizes the shadowy figure is just an old jacket, hanging from a brass poll. He starts laughing in relief, but abruptly stops when he hears a female voice screaming from high above. He looks up and sees a naked woman hanging form a noose, her milky white face twitches uncontrollably as her nude torso swings back and fourth like a pendulum. Suddenly the noose snaps and the woman plummets towards him. He tries to run, but can't... he's caught inside a sticky spider web. "Oh my God in heaven," he yells, as the woman crashes on top of him, breaking his skinny neck like a twig. |