Halloween Party In Hell

A mysterious invitation to a Halloween party has arrived. Will you go?

Attention My Loyal Subjects,

The night is finally upon us. Your presence is requested at the Halloween party to end all parties, and possibly your lives. So, bring your souls, bring your loved ones for us to eat, and show us your scariest of faces. Party starts at 10:00 pm...don't be late.

666 Soulless Drive

Lucifer...

You enter your destination through a doorway trimmed in the skulls of last year's victims. Torches on either side illuminating the fear they suffered, etched into their very bones. Flashes of light disorientate you, elevating your adrenaline, and your excitement grows. The hall seems longer than you remember from your last visit. Only one set of doors remains until it's time to partake of what's to come...

The sound of the piano tune brings forth a familiar fear as memories of your youth come back, the creepy sound of the piano has instilled fear in us for nearly two generations now, and will continue to do so this year for Halloween. As Michael takes your coats and extra bags, staring down at you through his cold, dark eyes, your palms start to sweat and your fear starts to grow out of control. You're almost afraid to take your tag for later. He points at the creepy doors, insistent that you move on your way to your fate.

Now that you're through the entrance to our hellish night on earth, enjoy the party. Hahahahaha!

On the other side of the doors, the party awaits you. As does the rest of your night of Pagan celebration. You stop at a table, picking up a glass of a thick red refreshment. It looks like the blood of the innocent and you slightly sip the viscous fluid, fearful of what it contains. The doors slam behind you, the screams of the night filling the room as young girls shriek, running from a creepy man in a black hat. The music changes and the horrors of the boogeyman begin to fade away. What would a Halloween party be without the terror of the Thriller?

Enjoying your drink, watching the most famed video of all time play out on the wall, great! There's an entire house for your party needs. Dancing, Eating, Drinking, and convening with the demons, ghouls, goblins, and sexy policewomen-what more devilish desires could you ask to be fulfilled? There's so much more in store for you, if you just keep moving along.

We don't want to overwhelm you with the sure terror but the master of the macabre insists on keeping everyone on the edge of their seats. As you walk through the decorations, admiring the effects and the effort, someone jumps out at you offering to grant you eternal life. A shrill feeling runs down your spine as the stench of death overwhelms you. You politely decline their offer.

You like to sleep at night and walk by day, I completely understand. So do most normal people. Before the end of the night, will you still be normal or will you fall to the will of the undead!

On the other end of the room is three doors. A demon stands at the doors, guarding against anyone escaping their eternal torment. Which door will you pick? You walk up and ask what's behind the doors. In an evil laugh that sends chills down your spine, you hear his answer.

"Pick a party room to visit and condemn your soul to the fiery pits of hell..."

You and your guest pick door number one. The door slams behind you, the horned menace locking you inside.

You've entered the inner sanctum of "Lucifer" himself. He welcomes you to your fiery fate. There's an open bar, girls in scantily clad outfits dancing around the room, and a myriad of demonic creatures that remind you of the sermons your childhood priest warned of. The entire gang of horror is here. You and your guest see Freddy, chasing a teenager around, his finger knives at the ready. Jason Voorhees is standing guard at Lucifer's side. Where else would he have wound up after he died?

Going over to the table as Lucifer expounds on how glad he is you made it, you sample some of the crackers, cut to look like bone pieces of a poor human. You're impressed by the red jelly, decoratively making the crackers look freshly pulled from the early arrivals and party crashers. Lucifer's sense of humor finally breaks your concentration and you chuckle, a darker and more sinister laugh than normal.

After feeding your face you move along and Lucifer encourages you to check out the rest of the party. He even clears you at the door to his private chamber, his hellish throne room.

"But beware," he tells you. "The fun has only just begun."

Once outside, you're guided to door number two. You can hardly wait to see what your host has in store for you.

The second room is darker, the lights less fantastical, the mood more controlled. People stand swaying back and forth. Some are dancing and some hold up their hands. They're all very pale-skinned, none of them in monstrous costumes. There's a dark cross, hung in the center of the room, spotlighted by red lights.

A woman comes to you and your date. She introduces herself as Mena, Mena Harker. She's really getting into the spirit of the vampiric theme of the room. She even leans into your date, asking for a taste. Your date acquiesces to Mena's request, unknowing of her future as the lustful air overcomes her sensibilities. You stand in awe, as the slight dribble of blood trickles down her neckline.

"Oh my god, that's so hot. You're such a good sport," Mena tells your date.

You breathe a sigh of relief. Mena escorts you to the floor where the two of you dance.

Couples and newly acquainted guests of the lord of darkness gather and sway to the creepy, eerie, and slower melody as your date tells you how incredible this party truly is. You wonder what is next in the lineup of attractions. You're still on edge about it all.

As the dancing continues, the song winds down to nothing, and the lights change. The Black Cross is raised higher, away from something unseen. A tall, slender-built man joins the crowd, standing in the center.

"My children, as the master has promised, it's time to...drink."

Suddenly, with no warning of what he means, the vampires in the room go into a frenzy as a red spray comes down from the ceiling, covering them. They open their fanged mouths, letting it fall into the open gullets, as it covers their hair, their skin, and their all-black costumes. They freely lick their partners, tasting the blood of the innocent that came before you, fed through this intricate system of dispersal.

You and your date flee, both creeped out by what you have seen.

"Ah hah," says the demon at the gates. "Ready for door number 3?" he asks, opening it. He pushes you in, slamming the door, and you're in complete darkness with only this sound.

The darkness consumes you, as you move away from the noise blasting in the short corridor before you find your way into a much more open space. You hear movement, yelling, "Who's there?", and nobody answers.

Then, as you're starting to hear just the beating of your own heart, the sound of your date's breath as they cling closer to you, desperately trying to get through this insane night, the lights finally, after minutes, pop back on and the room is filled with people dancing and having a good time again.

Your night has come to the greatest of conclusions and you've finally found the real party, on the other side of a mysterious host's insanely cool party. Leaving you exhausted at the end of the night, you walk to your car, arm around your date. People still running around in costumes, having a good time, even as they prepare to leave. Then...

I'm glad you could come to the party. Your soul will be safe until next year...