Party Poison

“Party” a whisper I the night “Party. Can you hear that?” I opened my eyes. A thump came from the hallway. It stopped as soon as I sat up. “How long have you been hearing it?” I asked Fun Ghoul. I was still half groggy. Weird, I normally don’t sleep as heavy. “I got up to do a routine check, and heard it.” “What do you think it is?” “At first I thought it was a drac, but then I realized it must be Michael being a big wuss. The medicine is wearing off, you know.”

I sighed and rolled off the bed. Another thump. I had hit the floor. “Party… wake up.” Fun Ghoul said louder. “I AM awake.” I muttered. Half true.

I got up from the floor and grabbed my gun. “Back me up.”

We walked slowly to Michael’s room and stood at the door.

“Where’s Ray?” I asked. “I’m not waking him up,” Fun Ghoul whispered ferociously “He sleeps with his gun!” I nodded and stuck my ear to the door. Nothing. “Maybe it’s outside.” I whispered to Fun Ghoul. “It’s here. I’m sure of it.” I stuck my ear to the door again and closed my eyes. Someone was breathing rapidly inside, but nothing out of order. “Geez, Fun. Stop being so paranoid. Complete your shift and if you hear it again, we break down the door.” Fun Ghoul nodded and left. I headed to my room and jumped into bed. My eyes were heavy.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep. Dreaming of a world without BL/ind.

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Shirley… Pink Insanity

I woke up when my air ran out. The room was dark, but I could still see Michael hovering over me. It took me a second to realize that he was responsible for my lack of air. He had something like a bag over my nose and mouth. Before he could realize that I had woken up, I gave him a big shove. He fell back and hit the night table. Thump. I only had time to catch my breath before he was back. He seemed in a hurry… as if something was about to happen.

He dragged me out of bed, put one arm around my hip and his other hand on my mouth. He was shivering. “Maybe it’s outside.” I heard someone whisper from the other side of the door. My heartbeat and breathing accelerated. “It’s here. I’m sure of it.” A moment of silence. “I have to scream” I thought “He’ll kill me.” I tried to open my mouth, but Michael’s grip was too tight. “Geez, Fun. Stop being so paranoid. Complete your shift and if you hear it again, we break down the door.”

A few seconds later and there was silence.

The struggle began again as Michael put the plastic over my nose and mouth again. One noise… just one noise and Party would come. I edged towards the furniture, but Michael wouldn’t let me. I scratched at his hands, but he didn’t release his grip.

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Michael

Just one minute… and I could finish my mission. Shirley struggled in my arms, but I had a death grip on her. Emphasis on death. My mission was clear. Destroy everything Poison lives for and take the little girl. But I had to hurry. Shirley began to cry. As her tears hit my skin, guilt began to eat me up. I had to hurry. “Just die already.”

She began to lose energy. I looked out the window; the sun was only a few minutes away. If she didn’t die in the next two minutes, she would ruin my whole mission.

I could see her life now. Just a few more seconds… five… four… three… two…

She went limp and I dropped her body. My head throbbed as my soul screamed. “Get used to it, Kobra” I said smiling “Michael is in charge, and the murders have just begun.”

I had to take my medicine NOW. Kobra was screaming to be let out.

I went towards the door and exited quickly. Where would they have the girl…?
I walked down a hallway and saw a staircase. A hunch. I would have to trust it.
Another hallway and three doors. I opened the one with the flower.

There she was… asleep. As I reached for her, she coughed and opened her eyes. “Kobra?” she sat up “You never come down here. What’s going on?” My head thumped. My knees buckled. “Kobra? Stop it! You’re scaring me!” My head throbbed harder. I reached for Missle Kid and missed by a foot. By now, she had gotten out of bed and was running towards the door.

I intercepted her and covered her mouth as a scream rose in her throat.

The world seemed to slow down. I lifted her off her feet and exited the room. No one in the hallway yet. I carried her up the stairs as she struggled. Everything seemed a different shade of black. As I walked towards the door, my strength failed. Missle Kid fell and began screaming. “Shut up!” I gritted. Her screams seemed to generate a wave of nausea inside me.

Pain. So much pain.

My eyes began to sting and a powerful need overcame me. I couldn’t hear her screams any more. All I could hear was my own heartbeat. Sluggish and painful.

The Killjoys came out of their rooms. I could see them yelling to eachother, but no sound reached my ears. “JUST KILL ME!” I screamed.

Then, I collapsed.

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Missile Kid

Party carried me to his room and closed the door on me. What was wrong with Kobra? Why was he acting so strange? I put my ear to the door. I could hear the guys shouting to eachother over Kobra’s screams.

“What’s wrong with him?!”

“You think I know?!”

Then, a bloodcurdling scream and a cry of: Just kill me!

A thud.

A moment of silence.

“MIKEY!!!!!” “Stop him!” I could hear a struggle. “Party… there’s nothing you can do!” Fun Ghoul’s voice. “I DON”T CARE!! HE’S MY BROTHER! LET ME GO!” “Pony, get Kobra to our room. Killjoys, get Party under control.” The sound of Party screaming broke my heart.

“Dr. D…” Pony’s voice was full of pain “No pulse.”

“LET ME GO!!!” “Hold him down!”

It must’ve taken all three killjoys at their maximum strength to hold Party down then. The door opened, nearly knocking me down, they came in, holding the struggling Party between the three of them. “Close the door!” Ray yelled. I quickly obeyed. The fight continued inside. While the other killjoys were worn out, Party was still fighting. His eyes on the door.

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