After some discussion and idle chit chat, Ann eventually allowed Minty to be the next to tell her tale with the promise of an especially scary story. The way she marketed it certainly had everyone wanting to hear more. And soon she began.
"One of the common fears even the bravest can have is a fear of the dark. It's always easy to imagine the worst happening when the lights go out. Yet we all know that there's nothing in the dark that can hurt you...most of the time. I call this story: 'The Tale Of The Dark Music'.
Kalvin was a young boy who lived with just his single mother and younger sister. He started work at a paper route to help his mom as best as he could with the money situation, but the family was always struggling to make ends meat. That was until a strange uncle Kalvin had never heard of past away, leaving his inheritance to Kalvin's mother. The family was quick to move in to the new home, and Kalvin kept his paper route just so he could start earning money for himself. The neighbours all seemed to have bad opinions of the uncle, referring to him as strange. And Kalvin couldn't get any information from his mother about him, as she said he was much older and had already moved out by the time she was five.
During the first couple of days, Kalvin did his best to avoid the basement of the house, which didn't have much lighting and his mom described as a total wreck. Kalvin hated to admit it, but he didn't want to go to any dark basement that belonged to guy who was apparently a nut job. However, it wasn't long until one dark night Kalvin's mother was hanging up some pictures and needed a ladder. She said she had seen one in the basement and needed Kalvin to go get it.
Hesitant, Kalvin sucked up his fear and went down into the basement. There was only a small light, which didn't really help much while he tried to find where the ladder his mom had seen was. He made his way cautiously around, and while he didn't find a latter, he found an old radio which looked like an antique. The radio intrigued him, and since it was right next to a socket, he decided to plug it in and see if it would work. It took a moment and some tuning, but eventually he was able to get a signal.
What Kalvin had not noticed though, was a large locked wooden door on the other side of the room. As he was adjusting the radio, the handle on the door began to shake, and once the music was playing, the handle turned and the door creaked open. Kalvin heard this and turned around, seeing the room the door led too was a pitch black.
"Kalvin..." a voice said from inside the room.
"Who's there?" a shocked Kalvin replied.
Suddenly a glowing red pair of eyes became apparent in the blackness and a deep, dark voice said "Hello. Come on in."
Kalvin immediately jumped back in terror, knocking the antique radio onto the floor where it broke. However he paid no attention to this as his next course of action was immediately fleeing the basement screaming for his mother. What he didn't notice was the room locking itself once the radio had broken.
Together with his mother, the two went down towards the mysterious room together, armed with a hockey stick. However, once they opened the door, they found nothing inside but an empty root cellar. His mother explained that whatever he saw must have been a rat and whatever he heard was probably just something that had played on the radio he had broken.
Everything seemed fine, and Kalvin just hoped to avoid the basement from that point on. However the next day, he found a more formidable enemy, when he ran his bike into one of his neighbours. The boy he ran into was a couple years older than Kalvin, and was decked out in punk rock apparel. The other teen introduced himself as Drake and warned Kalvin not to mess with him or prepare for the worst, knocking Kalvin over and planting his foot on his chest and telling Kalvin that his uncle was a whacko and to expect no sympathy if they met again.
Later that evening, Kalvin was forced into the basement again, with his mother asking him to move a load of laundry from the washer into the dryer. Kalvin took his boombox down with him into the basement to play some music while he was doing the chore. In the midst of doing the chore, Kalvin heard a strange noise from the door and sure enough it opened once more. From the door quickly emerged what appeared to be a lifesize puppetry doll.
"Kalvin come play with me." The doll offered with an extended hand.
Kalvin seemed to go into a trance, slowly standing up and approaching the doll, mesmerized by its persuasiveness.
"Come Kalvin, we'll have so much fun." The doll encouraged.
While this was going on, Kalvin's mother heard the weird noise from the basement, not knowing what it was due to the music. She called for Kalvin, asking him if everything was alright. She waited for a response, but to no avail. Again she called out for Kalvin.
"Hurry Kalvin, we don't have much time!" The doll figure said as Kalvin came closer to it.
Kalvin's mom flipped the upstairs switch by the basement door off, cutting off the music so she could yell for Kalvin without it possibly preventing him from hearing. When the music cut, the doll screamed as it was sucked back into the darkness of the door which immediately shut. Then Kalvin seemingly awoke from his daze, not remembering a thing.
"What happened?" Kalvin said aloud as he rubbed his head.
At this point, Kalvin heard his mother calling for him asking if everything was alright.
"Oh uh, yeah mom everything is fine." Kalvin said, not realising what had just occurred. Unfortunately, this meant that he still was unaware of the dangers that lied await for him in the basement.
Equally unfortunately, Kalvin ran into the other danger plaguing him the next day. While running his paper route, he just so happened to accidentally throw a paper straight into the face of someone doing yardwork in their own yard. This person just so happened to be the last person he wanted to come across: Drake.
"I'm going to kill you, you little brat." Drake yelled out as he started dashing towards Kalvin.
Kalvin rushed back towards his home, and once he got there he fumbled around with the doorknob, finding it was locked. Unable to find the time to get out his keys as Drake approached, Kalvin decided to keep on running. As he ran around the house, he noticed the outside entrance to the basement, and against his better judgement opened the doors and went down inside, closing and locking them behind him. Now he was stuck in the basement without any light, but luckily not in the room that freaked him out the most. He would have to walk past it though, and made every effort to be cautious. He reached the first floor without fail, embarrassed that he was so afraid of the dark basement when there was clearly nothing there to hurt him.
The next afternoon, when his mother asked him to do some more laundry, he made not hesitation to go back into the basement. However, he was unwise in turning on the boombox he had left down there, and soon during his chore the door made its way open again. However, he didn't notice the door at first, as the music on the radio changed to the sound of a carnival. He went over to the boombox, attempting to change the station. Yet all the stations played the same music. He then turned around to the sound of a voice.
"Hurry hurry hurry. Step right up and enjoy the greatest rides we have to offer! A carnival worker said from inside the room which looked as if it was the entrance to a full blown state fair. Once again feeling mesmerised, Kalvin stepped towards the room. However once he got close, the imagery changed. The rides lit up in flames and the carnie turned into a talking skeleton. Kalvin snapped back into reality and jumped away as the skeleton reached to grab him.
However the entire room seemed to be sucking him in and he grabbed onto the table to try and keep himself from getting pulled into the vortex. While trying to get a better grip, he grabbed the power cord to the radio, pulling it out of the socket. Suddenly the pulling winds stopped and the door slammed shut and locked itself. At this point Kalvin was able to make the connection between music in the room. He plugged the radio in, and sure enough the door began to rattle. He quickly turned it off and unplugged the radio, having all of the confirmation he needed.
Kalvin went outside to get his bike and find his mother to alert her of what he had find. However his neighbour Drake happened to see him and catch him off guard, still wanting to give him a pounding from the other day. Drake decked Kalvin right in the eye, sending Kalvin straight to the ground. There he hit Kalvin once more, giving him a black eye. A dump truck was heading down the road, and Drake took advantage of this as well as he grabbed Kalvin's bike and threw it into the road right as the truck was passing through, causing it to be crushed.
"I told you not to mess with me." Drake said as he walked away.
After he was able to pull himself together, Kalvin lost thought of telling his mother and instead of getting back at Drake. And he himself just had the perfect plan to do so. Kalvin went back to his home, taking a set of speakers down to the basement and connecting them to the boombox. He made sure the switch upstairs was set to off and had the radio set to on. He covered the radio with some sheets and went upstairs and locked the top entrance to the basement. He also went and left the outside entrance to the basement open.
Kalvin took a wooden plank and wrapped a newspaper around it, heading over to Drake's home. There he saw Drake out in the yard, facing the other direction. Kalvin flung the paper at Drake hitting him in the back of the head.
"Take that, loser." Kalvin said as he immediately sprinted off.
"Oh you're dead son." Drake said as he took chase.
Kalvin acted as if he was running to go into the basement again, however hid in a bush instead. As Drake turned the corner he noticed the basement door ajar and went in, assuming that's where Kalvin had gone. Kalvin went and shut the door, jamming it from the outside. Drake pounded on the door, screaming to be let out or he'd kill Kalvin.
Kalvin went into the front entrance of the house, where he found Drake attempting to open the upstairs entrance as well, but to no avail due to it being locked. Kalvin flipped the switch and soon music began to blare from the basement. Drake covered his ears as he went down the steps to find the radio and turn it off. However once he got to the bottom, he noticed a glowing red from around the door to the root cellar. Suddenly the door swung open and Drake began to scream.
Kalvin heard these screams and knew he was getting a good scare on Drake. After a couple moments had passed he turned off the switch and opened the basement door and went down.
"Drake? Don't mess with me Drake, I can do that again to you if you try to mess with me." Kalvin yelled out.
However once he was downstairs, he found no Drake, instead he found a brand new bicycle sitting in the middle of the basement. Kalvin stood perplexed for a moment, attempting to figure out what happened. He disconnected the speakers from the boombox and turned it to a normal volume. He went and turned the upstairs switch on, and then went into the basement and turned on the radio.
The door glowed a calming blue and slowly and calmly opened only a crack where Kalvin couldn't see inside.
"It's yours Kalvin. I'll give you anything you want, just like I did for your uncle." the voice from inside said to Kalvin in a deep, dark tone.
"Who are you?" Kalvin asked.
"Anything you want. You only have to do one thing." the voice said, ignoring Kalvin's question.
"What's that?" Kalvin inquired.
"Feed me." the voice answered, causing Kalvin's eyes to widen as he realised what he had done to Drake.
However, at that moment, he heard a voice from upstairs. His little sister announcing that she was home and mom had told her to have Kalvin make her dinner. The voice from inside the dark room began to laugh maniacally as Kalvin placed an evil grin on his face. The end."
"Oh my gosh, he didn't feed his own sister to the thing did he?" Ann asked Minty immediately after the story.
"No, but he made sure she never gave him any problems." Minty answered.
"That was a great story Minty, you might end up having the best one of the night!" Elena said as the group broke for a quick restroom break.
The group restructured a couple minutes later, however the star of the hour Minty did not return. They yelled out for her but to no avail.
"Well that certainly was rude. Someone must thing highly of herself to just leave and not want to listen to anyone else's stories!" Ann complained as they selected who would go next in sharing a scary tale.
Raziek,
Minty,
Vanilla Townie has been murdered.
D2 Begins!
Deadline: 08.17.12 11:59PM EST
Lynch: 4/7
