Post by The Harbinger on Oct 9, 2015 22:10:14 GMT -6
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††† The Past †††
And as she sat there, it was if by Fate, that her cell phone rang. “Hello?”
“Dani?”, the voice came over the line. It sounded... off.
She didn't recognize the owner of the voice. Not right away, that is. “Yes, this is Dani. Who's this?”, she asked.
There was a moment of complete silence. But one moment turned into almost a full minute. “Dani, don't go to that house.”
After another moment, realization set in, “...Liz?”, she inquired.
The woman on the other end of the line began to weep. “Please, Dani.. Errrr, Doc. Please.. Don't go into that house.”, Liz begged. “Please. You'll never be the same if you go into that house. Dani.. PLEASE!”
Danielle sighed and frowned, “Liz, how do you know where I am? How do you know the Devereaux family?”
Danielle could hear Liz shuffling around. She heard the sound of Liz walking. As if she were going to say something that she didn't want anyone else to hear. “The Devereaux's are my family. Look, just..”, Liz sighed. “...just don't go into that house.”
And then the line went dead.
Danielle looked down at her phone and then up to the house. A frown forming as she stood there. After a few minutes, she chalked the phone call up to Liz's paranoia. She tossed the phone onto the passenger's seat and then turned to press the button on the intercom.
“Yes?”, came a voice over the intercom speaker.
“Hi! I'm Danielle Bay. I'm here to see Rowan Dechante'.”, she replied.
Silence.
Then a few moments later, a buzzer noise sounded and the gates began to open. Danielle turned to climb back into her car. She started the engine and before putting it into “Drive”, she muttered, “Yep. Creepy.”
Between the phone call from Liz, the old man's warning back at the convenient store and how the house looked.. Yeah, she suddenly felt like she was walking into some twisted version of the Twilight Zone or that other tv show that was a bit of a knock-off, Friday the 13th the Series.
Shaking off the sudden feeling of dread, “Get yourself together, D.”, she said to herself. “It's only an old plantation house. No different than any other one you've been in.” She laughed nervously to herself.
A few minutes later, she was pulling up to the house and parking the car. As she climbed out, she was met by her friend, Rowan. “Daniiii!”, she heard from behind her as she was pulling her overnight suitcase out of the trunk of her car.
Danielle quickly closed the trunk and moved over to her friend. Wrapping her up into a tight hug, she then pulled back and looked her friend over. “You look.. WOW!”, she said in shock. “You look amazing, Ro. What are you doing? Banging the old man?”
Rowan got an almost dark, yet secret smile upon her face. But she quickly masked it with a cheerful smile. “Even better, I married the grandson.”, she replied.
Danielle pulled back and looked at her friend in shock, “Ro! No! Really? And you didn't invite me?”
Rowan laughed and shrugged, “We didn't invite anyone. Just had a judge come here to the manor one afternoon and did the deed.”
Of course, Rowan knew that Danielle was very quick on picking up things, so, she pulled Danielle into a hug again. Only to whisper to her. “Dani, please. Get me out of here.”
Danielle wasn't sure if she heard correctly, so she pulled back again and gave her friend an inquisitive look. “Ro?”
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“Pride.”
The voice comes out of the darkness.
Soft. Gentle, even. Almost... Reverent.
“The same sin that got Satan cast out of Heaven..
..is the same sin that He will use against you.”
The scene opens up to Danika standing in the middle of a room.
A room.. Filled will a mixture of dolls, puppets and dummies.
“...to make you believe..
..that you..
..can do it on your own.”
Danika herself is dressed up like a doll.
Only, a dark and twisted looking doll.
There were “slashes” where her mouth was.
Big red “dots” where her cheeks were.
Her eyes were.. black.
And not just the make up.
Her actual eyes were black!
“Pride is the ultimate human evil.
It is the last insult to God.
It is the Sin that denies Sin.”
Her attire was that of a doll.
A torn and tattered baby-doll dress.
Bloodied “pantaloons”.
Her red and black tipped blonde hair was pulled up into two very messy pig-tails.
And suddenly, she begins to dance around.
“It means failing in self-criticism..
..AND abounding in self-praise.”
She stopped dancing around and turned towards the camera.
A pouty look on her face.
“But then, you're used to failure..
..Aren't you Vinnie?”
Then suddenly she giggled.
It was a haunting child-like giggle.
And she began to dance around again.
“But what has pride gotten you, Vinnie?”
She stops dancing again and points over to the left.
A television screen comes to life.
On the screen is various scenes of Vince Jones and his battle with Sentinal.
“The truth is hard to swallow..
..If you're choking on your pride.”
She turned, once again, to look at the camera.
“And you did choke, Vinnie.
For all of your bravado..
..You..
..Failed.”
She began to dance again.
Weaving her way between the dolls and puppets.
More haunting giggles could be heard.
“The heart lies..
..and the head plays tricks with us.
But the eyes?
Oooohhhhh, the eyes..
..They see True.”
She stopped once more and pointed to another television.
This one was off to her right.
“For all of your cock crowing..
..You still lowered yourself to an all time low.”
The scenes were now of the World Championship Belt being held by one of Vince's “crew”.
Another scene was of him and Ashley Kenyon.
“And where did your pride lead you?
To cheating.”
She tilted her head to the right and gave an inquisitive look.
“You couldn't even beat a tiny little thing..
..Like Ashley Keyon!”
She began to dance again.
“How much more 'cheating'..
..do you think Oliver..
..will tolerate from you?”
Peels of giggles and crazy laughter could be heard coming from her.
“Too many days..
..are wasted.
Comparing ourselves..
..with others.
And wishing to be..
..something we're not.”
She stopped.
Dead in the center of the room.
“You had your chance..
..at being Champion.
And..”
The lights went out.
Leaving the screen in complete darkness.
“You failed.”
The screen was silent.
Long enough to make one believe that that was the end.
When suddenly, the screen came back to life.
And in the center of the screen..
..Was Danika.
Her make-up was streaked.
Her cheeks no longer “rosey” dots.
But smeared.
Black “tears” streamed down her face.
“Put aside your pride..
..Set down your arrogance..”
She smiled a dark and twisted smile.
“..And remember your grave.”
And with a scream..
..the screen goes black.
