Come play along at the Thursday-13 Hq!

1. Janet was ecstatic when she learned that the rental house on Old Cape Cod was available for the weekend. She had thought she would take a ride to Salem to celebrate Halloween, her favorite holiday of the entire year, but now not only was no one going to be at the house for Halloween weekend but since it was just for a few days the owners were only going to charge her a few dollars to cover the heat she might use. With the wind off the ocean it could get chilly at night but the days were warm and perfect for walks along the beach.

2. The little fishing village where she stayed was pretty quiet this time of year unlike the crazy and hectic summer time when everyone was there for vacations. Dave would happily be with her and together they could celebrate and hand out candy to the neighborhood children. The dogs would be able to come too and they loved running around in the fenced yard all day.

3. It would be perfect!

4. As they pulled into the driveway Janet and Dave could hardly wait to get settled in. All looked as it had a few short months ago except the house next door looked even more run down and shabby. The long grass in the yard had turned yellow and one of the curtains in the front window appeared to be torn. Janet remembered how at night a light appeared at the window and if you looked carefully you could make out some shadowy movement behind the gauzy curtains. It was enough to give you the shivers.

5. There was no time now to wonder any more about it. They needed to unpack and let the dogs run in the yard. The front door opened easily and as they walked in both Dave and Janet felt a sense of being home.

6. The evening passed quickly and Jan and Dave headed into bed for the night. Janet hadn’t realized how tired she was but she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. Around midnight the dogs seemed restless and started to whine. Without disturbing Dave Jan got up figuring they needed to go out. Opening the bed room door she noticed that although the house was dark there were clouds of white hanging in the air. She thought it must just be shadows from a street light and carefully made her way to the front door to have a look out. It was strange that the dogs had not followed her into the living room and when she opened the front door for a breath of air she felt someone grab her around the neck and pull her out and into the night.

7. Janet felt the smooth wet grass and then the rough asphalt under her feet as she was dragged across the front yard toward the house next door. Using all her strength she tried to break free, but nothing she did would release her from her captive. She couldn’t see who held her but they were far stronger than she was. As they neared the dilapidated house she could see that it was ablaze with flaming light, dark strands and tangles of web hung like crepe paper and fresh red blood ran down the walls in a steady stream. Her nose picked up a stale grotesque odor which caused her stomach to lurch and she knew she was about to pass out.

8. When she came to Janet realized she was lying on some sort of a table which appeared to be floating above the floor. She was totally confused and unable to move anything. She could hear a scratchy voice in the room that sounded like branches raking against the side of the house in the wind. Janet desperately wanted to call for Dave. If she screamed loud enough the dogs might hear her and wake him up. She needed his help but if he rushed to her side he’d be caught too. She couldn’t risk it. Janet knew she had to think fast but her brain felt numb. It was at that moment that she realized that her captive was hovering above her dressed in a long dark robe. Nothing could hide the hideous bulging eyes that glared at her or the oozing fleshy matter that dripped like hot running wax from its face.

9. Without warning a hurricane blew inside the house. Everything crashed about as a window broke and the giant gust of wind madly pushed its way out the broken window. When it was gone she and the lone figure were no longer in the house.

10. Janet could feel the cold air around her as she lay on the beach. The moon was full and in the shadows she saw the dark figure raise its arms and as if on command the water rose up and rushed to shore. Janet heart beat wildly as the foaming gigantic green Blob came to life like a tsunami heading for shore. Janet tore at the sand and tried to get up to run away but she couldn’t move. She had known the stories since childhood of the Blob. It ate everything in its path and could wipe out a whole town in minutes. Janet never really believed that it existed, but now she knew those stories had been true.

11. Her night gown was soaked from the cold salt waves that splashed to shore but she felt as if she was burning up at the same time. The Blob moved toward her in its enormous mass of horror. The smell was far worse than anything she had ever imagined and she knew the end of her life would be a slow torment. Janet took one last look at the moon as the Blob moved on top of her and from far away she heard a voice calling her name.

12. “Janet! Wake up, will you?” It sounded like Dave’s voice and then she felt his hands shaking her. “Jeepers crow, you’re soaking wet…. And there’s sand all over the bed! Are you okay? Janet?” Janet finally realized she was safe and back in bed, “Dave, is that you? I just had a wicked nightmare!” Janet got up out of bed to change out of her wet nightgown. Once warm and dry she made Dave go with her to check everything around the house. There were no white clouds anywhere so Janet went to the front door to make sure it was locked so she could go back to sleep. As she and Dave gazed outside everything appeared still and quiet but when she looked next door Janet saw there was a broken window that hadn’t been there earlier. Looking down right in front of them all over the front steps lay a wet greenish goopy slime. Sleepily Dave said “Let’s get back to bed it’s a bit chilly out here. Don’t worry I’ll clean this mess up in the morning. There must have been some kids out here tonight tossing eggs around and breaking windows.”

13. But Janet wasn’t quite so sure that was what had really happened.

[story courtesy of my cousin, Melodie, who told her younger sister, my brother and me the most deliciously scary stories at bedtime...one of them including the aforementioned blob!]