Where Are You?
300 word horror crossover story the world probably doesn't need...
It was a long way to Louisiana and fireflies were already in the air upon his arrival at the plantation house. The taxi pulled up across from the distinctive van of his comrades. The driver’s discomfort was evident throughout the entire journey, which in turn made him uneasy. Barely had he got out of the vehicle then the driver sped off in to the night. He slowly headed towards the main building, noticing the door was ajar. Maybe they heard him pull up?
He stepped through the doorway into a very dimly lit hallway. The first thing that hit him was the smell! Years of damp and decomposition attacking his senses, overwhelming him. He felt dizzy and reached out, looking to brace himself and maintain his balance but instead stumbled sideways, tripping over something on the floor… it was then he saw the body. They were face down, neck snapped at right angles, laying in a pool of blood. He froze in fear. The green shirt they were wearing… it was unmistakable. Oh god, no…
He started to scramble, trying to get away, but was seized abruptly by his collar and wrenched back hard, choking him and preventing any opportunity to call for help. A hand clasped his chin, jerking him sideways to meet the gaze of a gaunt woman with dark scraggly hair. Her dead, deep-set eyes piercing his soul as she spoke.
‘You just had to come snooping in to what happened in Dulvey Parish about the Sewer Gators disappearances didn’t you? You and your meddling friends couldn’t leave well enough alone. But don’t worry, you’ll be joining them for dinner… quite literally!’
At that moment, Scooby realised the message he received to meet here wasn’t from Mystery Incorporated and he was in a world of trouble!