Wednesday, November 4, 2009
A Tasty Trick
Wednesday, October 28
You know that the others never believed me about the other night being an accident. Yet, I told the truth. I did not realize that I sat in a cemetery. Believe me, there would be no way I would willingly sit in one of those places by myself.
I thought they had gotten over it, but nooooo…. Their revenge turned out to be a haunted house. Stone participated in their joke as well. I asked him to take me to one of these sites to study how they worked. He told me that people loved to be scared by the unexpected and the unexplained. This is why they love to visit these haunted houses. Those who work inside them try their best to come up with scenarios in which to scare the unsuspecting patron of horror.
Now, let's get to what he did not tell me about this place. It turns out that my friends whom I thought was satisfied with my explanation of the other night had set up a special section for me.
I guess this is part of their practice for their next mission. Stone drove up and dropped me off in front of this warehouse. I should have known something was up when I did not see other humans in the vicinity. Stone told me that the place was not open to the public yet, but he had got special permission for me to go through the maze of haunted spectacles.
My second warning should have been when Stone went to park the car. I have never known him to park so far from a building entrance. He used the excuse that he needed to get some extra walking for the day. He had been doing some extra exercise, lately, so I let it slide.
One should not dismiss those alarm bells that go off in your mind too easily. Even though there may be a good explanation. I found myself standing at the entrance of this warehouse. Alone.
Then the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. To me that usually meant an Ygi is around somewhere. Sure enough, one appeared behind me carrying an Alth 222 blaster pointed at my midsection.
A door slam caught the Ygi’s attention. He spun and shot. Stone’s chest exploded into red goo. Stone fell back. As the Ygi turned to aim that thing at me, I took off through the door into the warehouse. Something struck the wall next to the door. I did not stop to look. I got 20 feet into the warehouse when I heard the high-pitched shrill of a second Alth 222 being activated.
I pivoted to see a second and a third Ygi preparing their weapons as they approached. I found myself inside this big warehouse being hunted by three Ygi carrying a weapon designed to cause great pain as one dies. The charges struck all around me but I managed to dodge them. My one consolation turned out to be that they couldn't hit the broadside of the warehouse.
For about 45 minutes, I found myself cut off from any escape. Yet, I managed to slip by my pursuers to make it to an exit. A shout told me that I did not have much time left.
When I opened the door, I found myself staring down the barrel of a fourth Alth 222. Before I could move, a projectile hit me in the chest. The thing is that I did not feel any pain. He fired again and again thus hitting me in the chest and stomach several times. Still, no pain.
Then I felt impacts on my back. The other Ygi caught up from behind and fired their weapons. Then the fourth Ygi in front of me fired one final shot and hit me in the face. Everything went black. After a few seconds, I inhaled through my teeth. A strawberry and cream flavor burst forth throughout my mouth. When I wiped my eyes clear and then licked my hand, my taste buds erupted with the tasty flavor once again. That is when I discovered that the projectiles were actually some type of strawberry cream concoction.
As I attempted to wrap my mind around what had just happened, the four Ygi standing around me transformed into my so-called best buddies. Then Stone walked up with a big grin on his face. He ran his finger through the red and white goo on his chest and said something about being tasty.
I agreed. The concoction tasted great. Then it hit me. I had just been “hood-winked”, as Stone would put it. My anger started to build until I licked off another bit of the treat. Then I took my shirt off and thought this was all mine.
That is when the real horror started. The others realized that they covered my shirt with all of their sweet tasting ammunition. I took off running because they looked as if they wanted to take a bite out of me. Plus, I didn't want to share the strawberry cream concoction on my shirt. Needless to say I didn't get very far.
It turns out that they needed training for an upcoming mission which requires them to take on the image of an Ygi military team. They definitely had me fooled. I spent 45 minutes in total terror trying to evade them. It also filled their need to get me back for the cemetery incident.
As I end this post, I must laugh at myself for allowing them to catch me off guard in such a manner. Also, it is imperative that I find a way to enact a better more horrifying prank on them.
In the meantime, I need to go get cleaned up. Stone's cat has detected the cream and her tongue is ripping my skin off as I entered this into the recorder.
Ouch! Get away you furry fiend. That tongue … Ouch! Stop that.