The Appointment - TheRealLJIdol - Open Topic - Week 20
Carrie and Mandie were headed to Salem for the big Halloween celebration. They had saved up for months and couldn’t wait to get out of their small Minnesota town for a week of haunted fun with one of their old friends.
“Are you sure Jen doesn’t mind us staying at her place?”
Carrie looked over from the passenger seat, “I’m totally sure! She’s so excited to have the ‘three musketeers’ back together again!”
“But we haven’t seen her since high school. People can change a lot in five years.”
“Don’t worry so much. As soon as we get there it will be just like old times! Besides, we haven’t changed THAT much and we talk on Facebook all the time!” Carrie said grinning.
“Well, we know Jen hasn’t changed. She always talked about moving to her ‘true home’ ever since she read that book on witchcraft in fifth grade. I wonder if she’ll try to get us to convert again.”
“Or use that old Ouija board she got from the toy store.”
“Hasbro does hold the corner market on the spirit world,” Maggie snickers, and both girls erupt into laughter.
“Mandie!! Carrie!! Oh!! My!! Goddess!! I can’t believe you’re really here!!” Jen yells out the window of her apartment. In what seems like seconds, she is out the front door of the building with her arms wrapped around both of them, nearly knocking them over.
“Stand back. Let me look at you two!” Jen scans them as Maddie and Carrie twirl on the sidewalk. “You guys haven’t changed one bit!”
“I see your color choices haven’t changed either,” Maggie jokes. Jen is dressed in a tight black tank top, black jeans and blood red Doc Martins. Her hair is a mix of purples and blues with a few streaks of red and her arms and neck are covered in leather straps and other bangles with one gleaming pentacle right in the middle of her chest.
“You know me. Child of darkness and all things magical,” Jen winks.
The girls catch up as they bring their things up to Jen’s second floor apartment.
As Maddie and Carrie are unpacking, Maddie notices someone standing across the street.
“Looks like he’s getting a jump on the celebrations,” she says to Carrie, nodding at the shrouded figure.
Carrie follows Maddie’s gaze and sees the figure raise its arm to point at the women.
“Is he pointing at us?” Maddie asks.
“He can’t be. How could he see us from all the way over there?”
The figure did not move, only pointed. The girls felt a shiver go up their spines.
“Hey Jen! Can you come over here?” Carrie calls.
Jen comes into the room and sees her frightened friends. She looks out the window to where they are staring.
“Who the hell is that and why is he pointing at you?”
“We thought you knew him. He’s not one of your friends?” Maddie asks, her voice wavering.
“No. Not at all.” Jen says as she opens the window.
“Get out of here you freak!” she yells.
She looks back at Maddie and Carrie trying to reassure her friends that it is probably just some tourist getting a jump on the celebration, but she can’t deny the eerie feeling that is lingering in the back of her mind.
Over the next few days the girls go everywhere together. They get dressed up and mingle with the crowds of people flowing in to celebrate Halloween in Salem, but no matter where they go, the figure keeps showing up. Every time Maddie and Carrie are next to each other, he raises his hand and points at them.
They try going to a police officer standing on a street corner, but as soon as they go to point the figure out, he’s gone. The officer thinks it is just another Halloween prank and laughs it off, telling the girls to have a “spooky” night.
By the fourth day of their trip, Maddie and Carrie are so uneasy that they explain to Jen that they are going to cut their trip short and leave the next day. Jen tries to convince them to stay, but her friends are just too scared.
“I can’t explain it. I know everyone is dressed up, but there’s just something not right about that guy,” Maddie says to Jen.
“Yea. Every time he points at us I feel my hair stand on end,” Carrie agrees.
Jen can see the fear on her friends’ faces and she understands why they feel the need to leave.
“Call me as soon as you get home and we’ll make plans for you guys to come down and visit again,” Jen says as she hugs her friends goodbye.
“We will. I’m so sorry, but I just can’t shake this feeling that something is very wrong. Are you sure YOU are going to be ok?” Carrie asks.
“I’ll be fine. I deal with this stuff all the time,” Jen replies. She can’t help but feel a bit relieved. The figure never pointed at her, just Carrie and Maddie. “If I see him again, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.”
“Oh, please don’t!” Maddie exclaims. “Just stay away from him, and if he comes near your apartment again, call the police!”
“I swear I’ll be fine. It’s you two I’m worried about. Get home safe and text me when you stop for the night.”
“We already have a reservation at a Holiday Inn in Chicago. We’ll text you when we check in! Love you!” The girls wave as they pull away from Jen’s apartment and head for the highway.
As Jen turns around, she sees the figure standing in the alley next to her building. Mustering up all the strength she can, she storms over to him,
“Who the hell are you and why are you following me and my friends?”
Jen realizes immediately that the voice that responds is not human at all.
“I am not following you.” Death says calmly.
Jen’s mouth falls open as fear grips her.
Death continues, “I was just surprised to see Maddie and Carrie here. I have an appointment with them tonight near a Holiday Inn in Chicago.”
“Are you sure Jen doesn’t mind us staying at her place?”
Carrie looked over from the passenger seat, “I’m totally sure! She’s so excited to have the ‘three musketeers’ back together again!”
“But we haven’t seen her since high school. People can change a lot in five years.”
“Don’t worry so much. As soon as we get there it will be just like old times! Besides, we haven’t changed THAT much and we talk on Facebook all the time!” Carrie said grinning.
“Well, we know Jen hasn’t changed. She always talked about moving to her ‘true home’ ever since she read that book on witchcraft in fifth grade. I wonder if she’ll try to get us to convert again.”
“Or use that old Ouija board she got from the toy store.”
“Hasbro does hold the corner market on the spirit world,” Maggie snickers, and both girls erupt into laughter.
“Mandie!! Carrie!! Oh!! My!! Goddess!! I can’t believe you’re really here!!” Jen yells out the window of her apartment. In what seems like seconds, she is out the front door of the building with her arms wrapped around both of them, nearly knocking them over.
“Stand back. Let me look at you two!” Jen scans them as Maddie and Carrie twirl on the sidewalk. “You guys haven’t changed one bit!”
“I see your color choices haven’t changed either,” Maggie jokes. Jen is dressed in a tight black tank top, black jeans and blood red Doc Martins. Her hair is a mix of purples and blues with a few streaks of red and her arms and neck are covered in leather straps and other bangles with one gleaming pentacle right in the middle of her chest.
“You know me. Child of darkness and all things magical,” Jen winks.
The girls catch up as they bring their things up to Jen’s second floor apartment.
As Maddie and Carrie are unpacking, Maddie notices someone standing across the street.
“Looks like he’s getting a jump on the celebrations,” she says to Carrie, nodding at the shrouded figure.
Carrie follows Maddie’s gaze and sees the figure raise its arm to point at the women.
“Is he pointing at us?” Maddie asks.
“He can’t be. How could he see us from all the way over there?”
The figure did not move, only pointed. The girls felt a shiver go up their spines.
“Hey Jen! Can you come over here?” Carrie calls.
Jen comes into the room and sees her frightened friends. She looks out the window to where they are staring.
“Who the hell is that and why is he pointing at you?”
“We thought you knew him. He’s not one of your friends?” Maddie asks, her voice wavering.
“No. Not at all.” Jen says as she opens the window.
“Get out of here you freak!” she yells.
She looks back at Maddie and Carrie trying to reassure her friends that it is probably just some tourist getting a jump on the celebration, but she can’t deny the eerie feeling that is lingering in the back of her mind.
Over the next few days the girls go everywhere together. They get dressed up and mingle with the crowds of people flowing in to celebrate Halloween in Salem, but no matter where they go, the figure keeps showing up. Every time Maddie and Carrie are next to each other, he raises his hand and points at them.
They try going to a police officer standing on a street corner, but as soon as they go to point the figure out, he’s gone. The officer thinks it is just another Halloween prank and laughs it off, telling the girls to have a “spooky” night.
By the fourth day of their trip, Maddie and Carrie are so uneasy that they explain to Jen that they are going to cut their trip short and leave the next day. Jen tries to convince them to stay, but her friends are just too scared.
“I can’t explain it. I know everyone is dressed up, but there’s just something not right about that guy,” Maddie says to Jen.
“Yea. Every time he points at us I feel my hair stand on end,” Carrie agrees.
Jen can see the fear on her friends’ faces and she understands why they feel the need to leave.
“Call me as soon as you get home and we’ll make plans for you guys to come down and visit again,” Jen says as she hugs her friends goodbye.
“We will. I’m so sorry, but I just can’t shake this feeling that something is very wrong. Are you sure YOU are going to be ok?” Carrie asks.
“I’ll be fine. I deal with this stuff all the time,” Jen replies. She can’t help but feel a bit relieved. The figure never pointed at her, just Carrie and Maddie. “If I see him again, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.”
“Oh, please don’t!” Maddie exclaims. “Just stay away from him, and if he comes near your apartment again, call the police!”
“I swear I’ll be fine. It’s you two I’m worried about. Get home safe and text me when you stop for the night.”
“We already have a reservation at a Holiday Inn in Chicago. We’ll text you when we check in! Love you!” The girls wave as they pull away from Jen’s apartment and head for the highway.
As Jen turns around, she sees the figure standing in the alley next to her building. Mustering up all the strength she can, she storms over to him,
“Who the hell are you and why are you following me and my friends?”
Jen realizes immediately that the voice that responds is not human at all.
“I am not following you.” Death says calmly.
Jen’s mouth falls open as fear grips her.
Death continues, “I was just surprised to see Maddie and Carrie here. I have an appointment with them tonight near a Holiday Inn in Chicago.”