Post by Oblivion on Apr 22, 2010 22:35:58 GMT -5
(It's Tuesday afternoon, around 3:30 p.m and Timothy Richardson has been home, maybe 40 minutes. His high school let out at 2pm and he dropped off his girlfriend. He talked to her for a few minutes then drove home. He is now at home, laying down, on his living room couch. The seventeen year old high school senior is on the phone with his girlfriend, Suzie King. Suzie is also a senior at Rio Rojo high School. Both are excited about prom and the potential of both going to the same college. Tim had just finished some of his homework, when he sat down to call his girlfriend. As he speaks to Suzie, Tim's 3 year old brother is running around, doing what little kids do, just being a kid. The boy's name is Justin. He grabs his red sippy cup and takes a drink, as he runs around the rectangular coffee table, in the living room. Although, it is a school night, Tim and Suzie wants to make plans, for the night...)
Tim: Hi, Suzie.
Suzie: Hi, Timmy. how are you? I miss you.
Tim: I'm fine. It's only been, what, an half an hour since we saw each other last?
Suzie: I still miss you.
[-pause-]
Suzie: Well.....
Tim: Well, what?
Suzie: What? What? Don't you miss me?
Tim: It has only been 36... no, only 30 minutes, since I saw you last. But, I DO miss seeing your smile.
Suzie: You better!
(Tim takes a sip of his coke and places the can back on the coaster.)
Tim's mother: Tim?!
Tim: Hang on, Sue. Yeah, mom?
Suzie: Your mom's home?
Tim: Hang on.
Suzie: What!? 'Scuse you.
Tim: My bad, sorry. Mom's asking me a question.
Suzie: Oh okay. I'll wait.... I love you.
Tim: I love you, too.
Suzie: You better, I'll kick your butt!
Tim: Yeah, Mom?
Tim's mother: You are using a coaster, right?
[-pause-]
Tim: Yes, mom.
(Tim's mother walks into the living room, from the kitchen and sees Timothy laying on the couch, while talking on the phone. Little Justin is running around, almost knocking over the can of soda.)
Tim's mother: Justin David Richardson you watch out, where you are running into!
Justine: Sorry, mommy.
(Justin scatters out of the room, squealing in the process.)
Tim's mother: You DID change your clothes before laying on the couch, right?
Tim: Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: You talking with Suzie?
Tim(impatient): Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: Don't have that tone with me.
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha! You got in trouble with your mom.
Tim's mom: I KNOW you're not talking to ME like that!
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha!
Tim(talking under his breath): You hush!
(Suzie blows a razzberry, over the phone. As Tim's mother was about to leave the room, she tells her son...)
Tim's mother: FEET OFF THE COUCH!
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha!
Tim's mother(yells out): HI SUZIE!!
Suzie: Hi, Catherine!
Tim: Suzie says hi, Mom. Is it okay, that Suzie and I go out tonight?
Tim's mother: You finish your homework?
Tim: Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: Baseball practice?
Tim: Not, today.
Tim's mother: You going to eat dinner here?
Tim: Not sure, let me ask Suzie.
Tim's mother: Okay.
Suzie: I'm bored. You wanna do something tonight?
Tim: Yea. I think I can get my parents to let me out, tonight. I DO have an idea.
Suzie: Yea.
Tim: You wanna go get a bite to eat, then go see a movie?
Suzie: Which movie?
Tim: You pick.
Suzie: Cool.
(Tim has his eyes closed...)
Tim(thinking to himself): Please don't pick a chick flick! Please don't pick a chick flick! Please don't pick a chick flick!
Suzie: What about Date Night?
Tim(thinking to himself): Crap!
Suzie: Sound good? It should be funny.
Tim: Yea. With that Steve guy and that woman from Saturday night Live.
Suzie: Where do you wanna eat at?
Tim: I don't know. You have money?
Suzie(responds with disgust): TIM!!!
Tim: Sue, I was just kidding. I have money. Don't worry, I was just kidding.
Suzie: I hope so! I was about to get off my bed and reach through the phone and beat your butt!
Tim: Ou-u-u! Sexy and violent. You're on your bed, huh?
(Tim looks around cautiously...)
Tim: So, what you wearin'?
Suzie: <tsk> Perv!
Tim: No, seriously. What are you wearing? Now. On your bed.
Suzie: Well-ll. If you really want to know.
Tim: Yeah-yeah. I REALLY want to know!
Suzie: What would you say, if I told you, I was naked.
[-THUD-]
Suzie: Tim? Tim. TI-I-IM!
( Tim struggles to get back on the couch.)
Tim: Sorry, I fell off the couch. Did you say you were naked?!
Suzie: God, Tim. You're such a horn dog.
Tim: Well, quit being such a tease.
Suzie(shocked): Wh-what!? What did you just call me?!
Tim: Nothing, baby. I love you.
Suzie: Yeah, that's what I thought! I love you, too. You wanna know what I'm wearing?
Tim: Yeah.
Suzie: I'm wearing a white spaghetti strap blouse, with a daisy in the center with purple shorts and white ankle socks.
Tim: Nice. You've always looked good, in that outfit.
Suzie: What are you wearing?
Tim: Nothing. I'm... nekkid!!
Suzie: No way!! Your mom and little brother are not around, are they?
(Tim laughs.)
Tim: No.
Suzie: Seriously, Timmy. What are you wearing?
Tim: Damn, girl, you're feisty today!
Suzie: You better know it! Now!! Tell me what you are wearing.
Tim: I'm wearing a grey muscle shirt and workout shorts.
Suzie: What are you gonna wear tonight?
Tim: Depends on the weather. If it's nice out, I'll wear my black jean shorts and that black shirt, that you like.
Suzie: I have told you, that you look good with your dark hair streaked blond?
Tim: A million times.
Suzie: I have not. I have said it, several times. But, not a million times!
Tim: Well, it just seems like a million times. But I'm glad you like it.
Suzie: It was my idea. Who did it?
Tim: Mom.
Suzie: Tell your mom, I like it.
Tim: Mom!
Tim's mother: Yeah?
Tim: Suzie and I are going out to eat, then a movie.
Tim's mother: Okay.
Tim: Sue says she like the hair cut and the dye job.
Tim's mother: Tell her I said thank you.
Tim: Mom says thank you, Suzie.
Suzie: what are you doing now?
Tim I'm looking at the movie times.
Suzie: And?
Tim: I'll take a quick shower and leave here around 5. I will then pick you up and we go out to eat, then around 7 PM we'll go see Date Night.
Suzie: Sounds like a plan. I love you, my honey bear!
Tim: I love you, too.
Suzie: And?
Tim: What? Oh- I love you, too, my schnookums!!
(Suzie giggles.)
Suzie: Okay, sweetie. I'll see you in a little bit.
Tim: I'll be there around five.
Suzie: Okay, bye.
(Tim hangs up the phone and runs upstairs and takes his shower...)
[8:35 P.M.]
(Tim and Suzie leave the theater, laughing))
Suzie: You think we'll end up, like that?
Tim: God, I hope not!!! After college, would you want any kids?
Suzie: Eventually. But, not any time soon.
(Tim and Suzie gets into Tim's Toyota Corolla and they leave.)
Tim: Do you have to be home at any time?
Suzie: Mom and Dad want me home by 10.
Tim: Well, it's 8:45, now. You wanna go for a drive?
Suzie: sure. I'd rahter be here with you, than be at home with my mom and dad.
(Tim and Suzie drives away. As Tim is driving, he asks Suzie a question.)
Tim: Why don't you wanna go home?
Suzie: Mom and dad are fighting a lot lately.
Tim: Why?
Suzie: Dad's been working a lot.
Tim: That's a good thing, right?
Suzie: Yea, but after work, he doesn't come stright home. Mom, thinks he cheating.
[-awkward pause-]
Tim: Is he?
Suzie: I think so, but I hope not. He's been coming home drunk and smelling like female perfume.
Tim: Damn.
Suzie: Yea.
(The two keep driving, when Tim looks at his watch and it's 9:00 P.M. There is no traffic around. Noone is walking. Some of the traffic lights are out. The traffic lights, that ARE working, are flashing.)
Suzie: Tim?
Tim: Yea?
Suzie: Something doesn't look right.
Tim: Yea, I was thinking the very same thing. Look at the traffic lights.
Suzie: Where is everybody? Usually, there are tons of people around and there isn't anyone.
(Tim comes up to a traffic light and it turns red. There is someone standing at a corner. Suzie sees 'em and says...)
Suzie: Look, there IS someone.
(That someone is walking in the crosswalk. But, that someone is walking funny, by dragging their right leg and their arms are lifeless.)
Tim: Look at that old dude. He's walking funny.
Suzie: I see him.
(As the old man walks in front, of Tim's car, the old man turns his head towards the car. The old man's face looks dead.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim!! Look at his face!!
(The old man picks up his right arm and points at Tim and Suzie.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim! I want this light to turn green, fast!
(As the old man points at the two teenagers, he begins to talk, but his lower jaw disconnects and falls off.)
Tim: Holy sh*t!!
(The old man walks towards the car and slams his arms and hands on the car's hood. A few fingers fall off, as the old man begins to moan and groan.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim! Oh my God, Tim!
(The old man continues to moan and groan, when a white ooze seeps out from the old mans mouth. There is a loud thump, from the rear of the car. There is another "person", looking the same way, as the old man. The other "person" is also moaning and groaning, as the person bangs on the car.)
Suzie: Green light, Tim!!! Go!! Go!! Go!!
(The first old man bangs on the windshield, cracking it.)
Tim: Screw this!!
( Tim steps on the accelerator and hits the old man, as he drives away.)
Suzie: You just ran over that old man!
Tim: What was I suppose to do?! He cracked my window, that other person was banging on the rear end, of my car. It's not even paid for, yet. What am I gonna tell my mother, about the car?
Suzie: Your car? You just killed someone!!
Tim: Killed him?! Suzie!! He was already dead!! Ah, crap!!
Suzie: What?!?
Tim: My car is on Empty.
(Suzie points towards a nearby gas station.)
Suzie: There's a gas station!
Tim: Cool. Is it even open?
(The main building is lit, but the pumps are not lit. Tim drives in and pulls up to a gas pump. There is a white piece of paper, on the pump that says "Please pay before pumping gas." Tim turns off the car and leaves his car. He sees the little sign and proceeds to walk towards the building. Suzie seems to be spooked about something, as she continues to look around. As Tim walks up to the building, three tall and slender men walk from around the building. Tim attempts to walk in the building, but the door is locked. Tim knocks on the door, but no one answers. Suzie sees the three men. She tries to scream out to Tim, but he cannot hear her. The three men walk a little closer, as Tim bangs on the gas station's glass window...)
[-BANG!!-]
(From inside the building a man, whose face is all bloody, slams against the glass. The man is a the gas station attendee. The man tries to mouth out words...[/i])
Tim: What?!
Gas station attendee: Jason!
Tim: Jason?!
(Tim is startled as the three men, wearing black leather trench coats slowly walking, more like floating towards him. Tim is startled when he sees someone standing behind the gas station worker, with a white hockey mask on. The masked man, stares at Tim, as he pulls out a thirteen inch machete' and sticks it in the back of the gas station worker, as his eyes rolls back, as he collapses. The masked man slams his hands against the glass and it shatters. The three black leathered clad men approach Tim.)
Suzie: Tim watch out!!!
(As the three men approach Tim, he notices that the three "men" are practically skinless. There jaws are expanded and all you see is teeth. The three men's teeth are chattering, but it's not cold. One of the three men, pulls out a hook. Tim's eyes get enlarged as the masked man crashes through the glass. Tim runs away and towards back to his car. Suzie is encouraging him.)
Suzie: Run!! Tim!! run!!
(Tim runs quickly to his car, as the three men with extended jaws, keep chattering their teeth. The masked man walks quickly towards a running Tim. Tim gets to his car and enter the car. He is fumbling with his keys, when he drops them near his feet, inside the car. The three leather dressed men begin to bang on the car. The very large man, with the hockey mask, begins to bang the machete on the car. Suzie sees from her window, more people slowly walking, like the dead, Moaning and groaning, as body parts start to fall off. Tim picks up his keys and starts up his car. He drives away, from the gas station, looking through his rear view window, watching the leather clad men and the hockey masked man looking at them.)
Tim: Holy sh*t!! What the f*ck was that?!?! Was that Jason Voorhies?!?! That can't be!!
Suzie: Tim, what the hell?!? Jason is a fictitious character.
Tim: Fictitious?!?! Fictitious?!?! I just had the crap scared out of me! And you practically tell me, that I have been imagined all this!!
(They pull up to another red light, when more people dragging their feet, begin to run towards the car. Tim decides to run the red light, when a loud thud lands on top, of the car.)
Suzie: What the heck was that?!
(The top of the car begins to tear open, like a tin can. A startled Tim and Suzie begins to scream out, as a pale and bald individual tries to reach inside the vehicle.)
Tim: Who the F*CK are you?!?!
(The bald individual opens his mouth to screech out loud, his teeth are numerous and are like needles. The more the individual screams out the more his jaw extends out and its teeth expand. Tim drives erratically. Swerving side to side, trying to knock off the man, on the roof. The man, on the car's roof, begins to open up the hole more, as he tries to enter the car. Suzie is screaming like a banshee, as the long toothed individual is trying to grab at Tim and Suzie. Tim stops the car abruptly. The thing, that was on the top of the car's rook, falls off.)
Suzie: RUN HIS ASS OVER!!!! NOW-OW-OW!!!
(Tim guns it and runs over the long toothed individual. As Tim drives quickly, the car's engine begins to knock. As the car begins to slow down, they pass a person, who is standing on the street corner, wearing a pig head mask holding a jigsaw puzzle.)
Tim: What the hell was that?!? What WAS that?!?
Suzie: I don't know. But, all this seems very similar.
Tim: Yea, I know what you mean. I've been feeling like that all-ll night!
(The engine knocking becomes louder, as the car seems to drive rough. There is a sound of a loud whirring sound.)
Suzie: Where is the sound coming from?
Tim: It sounds like a whirring sound.
Suzie: Yea!!
(The whirring sound gets louder, as a new sound emerges. A metal on metal sound begin to get louder.)
Tim: There's that new sound. It sounds like a metal on metal sound.
(As the metal on metal sound gets louder, the car begins to slow down, almost to a complete stop.)
Tim: Oh sh*t!! The car is stopping!!
Suzie: What are we going to do?!?
Tim: I;m not sure, yet!! But, rest assure I'll figure something out!
Suzie: You always do, baby.
(The floorboard begin to spark, as it opens up.)
Suzie: Tim, what's going on?!?
Tim: I don't know.
( As the opening, on the floor widens, it looks like someone is hanging on, underneath.
Tim: Who in the Hell is that!?!
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim!! Is that thing wearing other people's skin, on his face?!?!
(The whirring sound was the chainsaw, that the man, who is wearing other people's skin on his face, has in his right hand. The chainsaw man is trying to enter the car, through the forced opening. Tim decides to take a left, into a nearby neighborhood.)
Suzie: Where are you going!?!?
Tim: Trust me, Suzie. I know what I'm doing.
Suzie: Alright, I trust you!
(Tim drives through the neighborhood, as the chainsaw man is slowly trying to enter the vehicle. Tim smiles...)
Suzie: What are you smiling about?!?! There's nothing to smile about!!
Tim: Trust me, Suzie. I know what I'm doing.
Suzie: Alright, I trust you!
(Tim sees a large speed table(hump) and begins to speed up.)
Suzie: What are you doing!?! If you drives exceedingly fast, you are gonna ruin your car.
Tim: Would you rather be dead?!?
Suzie(confused): NO?
(Tim drives quickly over the speed hump, as the chainsaw man crashes into the speed hump and rolls away from the car.)
Suzie: Honey, you did it!!
Tim: Don't thank me quite yet. I still need to get you home. Before 10.
Suzie: It's 9:35. You better hurry.
(As his car practically rattles, Tim speeds up, trying to get Suzie home before she gets in trouble. With no traffic, on the road and no one to slow Tim down, Tim gets to Suzie's home, with time to spare. The car squeals up to the driveway. The porch light, which is usually on, isn't on.)
Suzie: That's odd!
Tim: Yeah, it is.
Suzie: I'm wondering why, the porch light isn't on.
Tim: What matters is that I got you home.
Suzie: I thank you! I truly adore you!!
Tim: I love you!!
Suzie: I love you, too!!
Tim: It seems like we've been chased by some strange people, tonight. We had one person that looked like Jason. We had people that look like Zombies.
Suzie: Don't forget that pig head holding a jigsaw puzzle. And that person, who HAD to be a crackhead. Did you get a look at his teeth. What was that!?
Tim: It looked like a vampire. But, vampires are not real... ARE THEY?!?
Suzie: Of course not. But, I'm very greatful, that I am here with you. You ARE my hero!! And I will ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS love you!!
(The two young lovers begins to kiss. Then the ground begins to rumble.)
Tim: Now what!?!
(The ground begins to open up and a large round bug-like creature rises from underground. The creature is bigger than the car, itself. As the bug-like creature leaves the hole, in the ground, it quickly approaches the car, when...)
[-BANG/BOOM!!-]
(The bug explodes when out from the dark, walks out Suzie's neighbor.)
Tim: Who in the Hell is that!?
Suzie: That's okay, it's my neighbor. You never met him. He's a Vietnam vet and I believe he has, in his hand.
Tim: I think he's holding a grenade launcher!!
Suzie: That's what killed that bug!
(color=white]The porch light comes on.[/color][/i])
Suzie: Well, I think I need to go.
Tim: Don't go!! After a night, like this, I never want to let you go again.
Suzie: It'll be okay. I cannot explain any of this. But, all I know is, that as long as we got each other, everything WILL be okay.
(The two young lovers kiss once again. they hug and Suzie slowly leaves the car. She doesn't take her eyes off of Tim, as she walks towards her home. Tim, starts his car and begins to pull out of Suzie's driveway. Tim eventually gets home. His home is also dark.)
Tim(talks to himself): What now!! Why isn't MY light on!?! CRAP!!
(Tim turns off the ignition and exits his car. He slowly walks into his home. The lights are off, except for the nightlights, that are on. Tim collapses, with exhaustion, on the couch.)
Tim(talks to himself): Noone will ever believe me, if I told anyone, what happened tonight. It was just crazy! But, I am so-o-o tired.
(Tim yawns, as he slowly closes his eyes. Then in one quick, swift motion, Tim lunges up. Blood slowly begins to trickle out his mouth as a clawed hand pushes through the chest cavity, then the clawed hand quickly exits the body of Tim. Crawling from under the couch...)
Tim: Freddy Kreuger?!?!
Freddy Kreuger: You bet your sweet ass, it's me!!
(Tim tries to run, but Kreuger catches Tim and throws him on the couch. Freddy Kreuger jumps on top of him and just looks at a terrified and slowly dying Timothy Richardson. Kreuger begins to raise his clawed hand, when surprisingly Kreuger takes off his hat. Although he was dying, Tim still looks confused. Freddy Kreuger slowly grabs his face and pulls away his face, revealing it was a mask. Under what was believed to be Freddy Kreuger, is Oblivion.)
Tim: Oblivion!?!?
Oblivion: How you know me?!
Tim: I am a wrestling fan.
(Oblivion takes the clawed hand and begins to slowly cut the face of Tim. The young man continues to bleed, as he tries to say...)
Tim: Why?
Oblivion: Why not! I'm getting bored with you!
(Oblivion finally takes the clawed glove and thrusts it into the chest of Tim. The young man quivers and convulses in pain, until he stopped moving. Several little people, dressed in clown masks crawl from the shadows of the living room, Stitches, the cameraman, now is not tied up or gagged. Oblivion looks into the camera and says...)
Oblivion: Stitches go see my handy work of my Gathering....
(Stitches pans through out the bedrooms, as Tim's mother lies in a pool of her own blood, with her wrists and throat cut. The little boy, Justin, is hanging by his favorite blankey, from the rotating ceiling fan. Blood is everywhere. Stitches slowly returns to the living room, as Oblivion stares within the camera...)
Oblivion: JAY PRICE!!! DO YOU BELIEVE ME, NOW?!?!? I SACRIFICED THIS FAMILY TO SHOW TO YOU, THAT I AM WILLING TO DO ANYTHING...
ANYTHING!!!!!!
Oblivion:...anything to prove to you, that at Explosion, your Hardcore Title reign is gonna end!!! I WILL be YOUR NEW WCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!! These flesh... these people don't mean sh*t, to me!!! That Hardcore Championship means more to me than any flesh, any human. I am willing to resort to murder, when it comes to that championship!! This is NOT fantasy!! This is not bullsh*t!! This is for real!! And come Explosion, your ass will belong to Oblivion!!! And Jay Price...
(Oblivion takes his right hand and digs dip into the chest cavity of Tim Richardson and pulls out a handful of blood and wipes it on his face. Oblivion licks his fingers, one by one!! With every drop, of blood, consumed, Oblivion slowly looks into the camera...)
Oblivion: ...YOU CAN CHOKE...ON...THAT!!!
(The camera shifts down and to the left... down and to the left.... down and to the left, with The Gathering with their blood soaked clown masks staring at the camera, they shriek out...)
The Gathering:...OBLIVION IS YOUR GOD-D-D-D!!!!
(After shrieking out, The Gathering jumps on the camera. As the scene fades to black....)
Tim: Hi, Suzie.
Suzie: Hi, Timmy. how are you? I miss you.
Tim: I'm fine. It's only been, what, an half an hour since we saw each other last?
Suzie: I still miss you.
[-pause-]
Suzie: Well.....
Tim: Well, what?
Suzie: What? What? Don't you miss me?
Tim: It has only been 36... no, only 30 minutes, since I saw you last. But, I DO miss seeing your smile.
Suzie: You better!
(Tim takes a sip of his coke and places the can back on the coaster.)
Tim's mother: Tim?!
Tim: Hang on, Sue. Yeah, mom?
Suzie: Your mom's home?
Tim: Hang on.
Suzie: What!? 'Scuse you.
Tim: My bad, sorry. Mom's asking me a question.
Suzie: Oh okay. I'll wait.... I love you.
Tim: I love you, too.
Suzie: You better, I'll kick your butt!
Tim: Yeah, Mom?
Tim's mother: You are using a coaster, right?
[-pause-]
Tim: Yes, mom.
(Tim's mother walks into the living room, from the kitchen and sees Timothy laying on the couch, while talking on the phone. Little Justin is running around, almost knocking over the can of soda.)
Tim's mother: Justin David Richardson you watch out, where you are running into!
Justine: Sorry, mommy.
(Justin scatters out of the room, squealing in the process.)
Tim's mother: You DID change your clothes before laying on the couch, right?
Tim: Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: You talking with Suzie?
Tim(impatient): Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: Don't have that tone with me.
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha! You got in trouble with your mom.
Tim's mom: I KNOW you're not talking to ME like that!
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha!
Tim(talking under his breath): You hush!
(Suzie blows a razzberry, over the phone. As Tim's mother was about to leave the room, she tells her son...)
Tim's mother: FEET OFF THE COUCH!
Tim: Sorry, mom.
Suzie: Ha-ha!
Tim's mother(yells out): HI SUZIE!!
Suzie: Hi, Catherine!
Tim: Suzie says hi, Mom. Is it okay, that Suzie and I go out tonight?
Tim's mother: You finish your homework?
Tim: Yes, mom.
Tim's mother: Baseball practice?
Tim: Not, today.
Tim's mother: You going to eat dinner here?
Tim: Not sure, let me ask Suzie.
Tim's mother: Okay.
Suzie: I'm bored. You wanna do something tonight?
Tim: Yea. I think I can get my parents to let me out, tonight. I DO have an idea.
Suzie: Yea.
Tim: You wanna go get a bite to eat, then go see a movie?
Suzie: Which movie?
Tim: You pick.
Suzie: Cool.
(Tim has his eyes closed...)
Tim(thinking to himself): Please don't pick a chick flick! Please don't pick a chick flick! Please don't pick a chick flick!
Suzie: What about Date Night?
Tim(thinking to himself): Crap!
Suzie: Sound good? It should be funny.
Tim: Yea. With that Steve guy and that woman from Saturday night Live.
Suzie: Where do you wanna eat at?
Tim: I don't know. You have money?
Suzie(responds with disgust): TIM!!!
Tim: Sue, I was just kidding. I have money. Don't worry, I was just kidding.
Suzie: I hope so! I was about to get off my bed and reach through the phone and beat your butt!
Tim: Ou-u-u! Sexy and violent. You're on your bed, huh?
(Tim looks around cautiously...)
Tim: So, what you wearin'?
Suzie: <tsk> Perv!
Tim: No, seriously. What are you wearing? Now. On your bed.
Suzie: Well-ll. If you really want to know.
Tim: Yeah-yeah. I REALLY want to know!
Suzie: What would you say, if I told you, I was naked.
[-THUD-]
Suzie: Tim? Tim. TI-I-IM!
( Tim struggles to get back on the couch.)
Tim: Sorry, I fell off the couch. Did you say you were naked?!
Suzie: God, Tim. You're such a horn dog.
Tim: Well, quit being such a tease.
Suzie(shocked): Wh-what!? What did you just call me?!
Tim: Nothing, baby. I love you.
Suzie: Yeah, that's what I thought! I love you, too. You wanna know what I'm wearing?
Tim: Yeah.
Suzie: I'm wearing a white spaghetti strap blouse, with a daisy in the center with purple shorts and white ankle socks.
Tim: Nice. You've always looked good, in that outfit.
Suzie: What are you wearing?
Tim: Nothing. I'm... nekkid!!
Suzie: No way!! Your mom and little brother are not around, are they?
(Tim laughs.)
Tim: No.
Suzie: Seriously, Timmy. What are you wearing?
Tim: Damn, girl, you're feisty today!
Suzie: You better know it! Now!! Tell me what you are wearing.
Tim: I'm wearing a grey muscle shirt and workout shorts.
Suzie: What are you gonna wear tonight?
Tim: Depends on the weather. If it's nice out, I'll wear my black jean shorts and that black shirt, that you like.
Suzie: I have told you, that you look good with your dark hair streaked blond?
Tim: A million times.
Suzie: I have not. I have said it, several times. But, not a million times!
Tim: Well, it just seems like a million times. But I'm glad you like it.
Suzie: It was my idea. Who did it?
Tim: Mom.
Suzie: Tell your mom, I like it.
Tim: Mom!
Tim's mother: Yeah?
Tim: Suzie and I are going out to eat, then a movie.
Tim's mother: Okay.
Tim: Sue says she like the hair cut and the dye job.
Tim's mother: Tell her I said thank you.
Tim: Mom says thank you, Suzie.
Suzie: what are you doing now?
Tim I'm looking at the movie times.
Suzie: And?
Tim: I'll take a quick shower and leave here around 5. I will then pick you up and we go out to eat, then around 7 PM we'll go see Date Night.
Suzie: Sounds like a plan. I love you, my honey bear!
Tim: I love you, too.
Suzie: And?
Tim: What? Oh- I love you, too, my schnookums!!
(Suzie giggles.)
Suzie: Okay, sweetie. I'll see you in a little bit.
Tim: I'll be there around five.
Suzie: Okay, bye.
(Tim hangs up the phone and runs upstairs and takes his shower...)
[8:35 P.M.]
(Tim and Suzie leave the theater, laughing))
Suzie: You think we'll end up, like that?
Tim: God, I hope not!!! After college, would you want any kids?
Suzie: Eventually. But, not any time soon.
(Tim and Suzie gets into Tim's Toyota Corolla and they leave.)
Tim: Do you have to be home at any time?
Suzie: Mom and Dad want me home by 10.
Tim: Well, it's 8:45, now. You wanna go for a drive?
Suzie: sure. I'd rahter be here with you, than be at home with my mom and dad.
(Tim and Suzie drives away. As Tim is driving, he asks Suzie a question.)
Tim: Why don't you wanna go home?
Suzie: Mom and dad are fighting a lot lately.
Tim: Why?
Suzie: Dad's been working a lot.
Tim: That's a good thing, right?
Suzie: Yea, but after work, he doesn't come stright home. Mom, thinks he cheating.
[-awkward pause-]
Tim: Is he?
Suzie: I think so, but I hope not. He's been coming home drunk and smelling like female perfume.
Tim: Damn.
Suzie: Yea.
(The two keep driving, when Tim looks at his watch and it's 9:00 P.M. There is no traffic around. Noone is walking. Some of the traffic lights are out. The traffic lights, that ARE working, are flashing.)
Suzie: Tim?
Tim: Yea?
Suzie: Something doesn't look right.
Tim: Yea, I was thinking the very same thing. Look at the traffic lights.
Suzie: Where is everybody? Usually, there are tons of people around and there isn't anyone.
(Tim comes up to a traffic light and it turns red. There is someone standing at a corner. Suzie sees 'em and says...)
Suzie: Look, there IS someone.
(That someone is walking in the crosswalk. But, that someone is walking funny, by dragging their right leg and their arms are lifeless.)
Tim: Look at that old dude. He's walking funny.
Suzie: I see him.
(As the old man walks in front, of Tim's car, the old man turns his head towards the car. The old man's face looks dead.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim!! Look at his face!!
(The old man picks up his right arm and points at Tim and Suzie.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim! I want this light to turn green, fast!
(As the old man points at the two teenagers, he begins to talk, but his lower jaw disconnects and falls off.)
Tim: Holy sh*t!!
(The old man walks towards the car and slams his arms and hands on the car's hood. A few fingers fall off, as the old man begins to moan and groan.)
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim! Oh my God, Tim!
(The old man continues to moan and groan, when a white ooze seeps out from the old mans mouth. There is a loud thump, from the rear of the car. There is another "person", looking the same way, as the old man. The other "person" is also moaning and groaning, as the person bangs on the car.)
Suzie: Green light, Tim!!! Go!! Go!! Go!!
(The first old man bangs on the windshield, cracking it.)
Tim: Screw this!!
( Tim steps on the accelerator and hits the old man, as he drives away.)
Suzie: You just ran over that old man!
Tim: What was I suppose to do?! He cracked my window, that other person was banging on the rear end, of my car. It's not even paid for, yet. What am I gonna tell my mother, about the car?
Suzie: Your car? You just killed someone!!
Tim: Killed him?! Suzie!! He was already dead!! Ah, crap!!
Suzie: What?!?
Tim: My car is on Empty.
(Suzie points towards a nearby gas station.)
Suzie: There's a gas station!
Tim: Cool. Is it even open?
(The main building is lit, but the pumps are not lit. Tim drives in and pulls up to a gas pump. There is a white piece of paper, on the pump that says "Please pay before pumping gas." Tim turns off the car and leaves his car. He sees the little sign and proceeds to walk towards the building. Suzie seems to be spooked about something, as she continues to look around. As Tim walks up to the building, three tall and slender men walk from around the building. Tim attempts to walk in the building, but the door is locked. Tim knocks on the door, but no one answers. Suzie sees the three men. She tries to scream out to Tim, but he cannot hear her. The three men walk a little closer, as Tim bangs on the gas station's glass window...)
[-BANG!!-]
(From inside the building a man, whose face is all bloody, slams against the glass. The man is a the gas station attendee. The man tries to mouth out words...[/i])
Tim: What?!
Gas station attendee: Jason!
Tim: Jason?!
(Tim is startled as the three men, wearing black leather trench coats slowly walking, more like floating towards him. Tim is startled when he sees someone standing behind the gas station worker, with a white hockey mask on. The masked man, stares at Tim, as he pulls out a thirteen inch machete' and sticks it in the back of the gas station worker, as his eyes rolls back, as he collapses. The masked man slams his hands against the glass and it shatters. The three black leathered clad men approach Tim.)
Suzie: Tim watch out!!!
(As the three men approach Tim, he notices that the three "men" are practically skinless. There jaws are expanded and all you see is teeth. The three men's teeth are chattering, but it's not cold. One of the three men, pulls out a hook. Tim's eyes get enlarged as the masked man crashes through the glass. Tim runs away and towards back to his car. Suzie is encouraging him.)
Suzie: Run!! Tim!! run!!
(Tim runs quickly to his car, as the three men with extended jaws, keep chattering their teeth. The masked man walks quickly towards a running Tim. Tim gets to his car and enter the car. He is fumbling with his keys, when he drops them near his feet, inside the car. The three leather dressed men begin to bang on the car. The very large man, with the hockey mask, begins to bang the machete on the car. Suzie sees from her window, more people slowly walking, like the dead, Moaning and groaning, as body parts start to fall off. Tim picks up his keys and starts up his car. He drives away, from the gas station, looking through his rear view window, watching the leather clad men and the hockey masked man looking at them.)
Tim: Holy sh*t!! What the f*ck was that?!?! Was that Jason Voorhies?!?! That can't be!!
Suzie: Tim, what the hell?!? Jason is a fictitious character.
Tim: Fictitious?!?! Fictitious?!?! I just had the crap scared out of me! And you practically tell me, that I have been imagined all this!!
(They pull up to another red light, when more people dragging their feet, begin to run towards the car. Tim decides to run the red light, when a loud thud lands on top, of the car.)
Suzie: What the heck was that?!
(The top of the car begins to tear open, like a tin can. A startled Tim and Suzie begins to scream out, as a pale and bald individual tries to reach inside the vehicle.)
Tim: Who the F*CK are you?!?!
(The bald individual opens his mouth to screech out loud, his teeth are numerous and are like needles. The more the individual screams out the more his jaw extends out and its teeth expand. Tim drives erratically. Swerving side to side, trying to knock off the man, on the roof. The man, on the car's roof, begins to open up the hole more, as he tries to enter the car. Suzie is screaming like a banshee, as the long toothed individual is trying to grab at Tim and Suzie. Tim stops the car abruptly. The thing, that was on the top of the car's rook, falls off.)
Suzie: RUN HIS ASS OVER!!!! NOW-OW-OW!!!
(Tim guns it and runs over the long toothed individual. As Tim drives quickly, the car's engine begins to knock. As the car begins to slow down, they pass a person, who is standing on the street corner, wearing a pig head mask holding a jigsaw puzzle.)
Tim: What the hell was that?!? What WAS that?!?
Suzie: I don't know. But, all this seems very similar.
Tim: Yea, I know what you mean. I've been feeling like that all-ll night!
(The engine knocking becomes louder, as the car seems to drive rough. There is a sound of a loud whirring sound.)
Suzie: Where is the sound coming from?
Tim: It sounds like a whirring sound.
Suzie: Yea!!
(The whirring sound gets louder, as a new sound emerges. A metal on metal sound begin to get louder.)
Tim: There's that new sound. It sounds like a metal on metal sound.
(As the metal on metal sound gets louder, the car begins to slow down, almost to a complete stop.)
Tim: Oh sh*t!! The car is stopping!!
Suzie: What are we going to do?!?
Tim: I;m not sure, yet!! But, rest assure I'll figure something out!
Suzie: You always do, baby.
(The floorboard begin to spark, as it opens up.)
Suzie: Tim, what's going on?!?
Tim: I don't know.
( As the opening, on the floor widens, it looks like someone is hanging on, underneath.
Tim: Who in the Hell is that!?!
Suzie: Oh my God, Tim!! Is that thing wearing other people's skin, on his face?!?!
(The whirring sound was the chainsaw, that the man, who is wearing other people's skin on his face, has in his right hand. The chainsaw man is trying to enter the car, through the forced opening. Tim decides to take a left, into a nearby neighborhood.)
Suzie: Where are you going!?!?
Tim: Trust me, Suzie. I know what I'm doing.
Suzie: Alright, I trust you!
(Tim drives through the neighborhood, as the chainsaw man is slowly trying to enter the vehicle. Tim smiles...)
Suzie: What are you smiling about?!?! There's nothing to smile about!!
Tim: Trust me, Suzie. I know what I'm doing.
Suzie: Alright, I trust you!
(Tim sees a large speed table(hump) and begins to speed up.)
Suzie: What are you doing!?! If you drives exceedingly fast, you are gonna ruin your car.
Tim: Would you rather be dead?!?
Suzie(confused): NO?
(Tim drives quickly over the speed hump, as the chainsaw man crashes into the speed hump and rolls away from the car.)
Suzie: Honey, you did it!!
Tim: Don't thank me quite yet. I still need to get you home. Before 10.
Suzie: It's 9:35. You better hurry.
(As his car practically rattles, Tim speeds up, trying to get Suzie home before she gets in trouble. With no traffic, on the road and no one to slow Tim down, Tim gets to Suzie's home, with time to spare. The car squeals up to the driveway. The porch light, which is usually on, isn't on.)
Suzie: That's odd!
Tim: Yeah, it is.
Suzie: I'm wondering why, the porch light isn't on.
Tim: What matters is that I got you home.
Suzie: I thank you! I truly adore you!!
Tim: I love you!!
Suzie: I love you, too!!
Tim: It seems like we've been chased by some strange people, tonight. We had one person that looked like Jason. We had people that look like Zombies.
Suzie: Don't forget that pig head holding a jigsaw puzzle. And that person, who HAD to be a crackhead. Did you get a look at his teeth. What was that!?
Tim: It looked like a vampire. But, vampires are not real... ARE THEY?!?
Suzie: Of course not. But, I'm very greatful, that I am here with you. You ARE my hero!! And I will ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS love you!!
(The two young lovers begins to kiss. Then the ground begins to rumble.)
Tim: Now what!?!
(The ground begins to open up and a large round bug-like creature rises from underground. The creature is bigger than the car, itself. As the bug-like creature leaves the hole, in the ground, it quickly approaches the car, when...)
[-BANG/BOOM!!-]
(The bug explodes when out from the dark, walks out Suzie's neighbor.)
Tim: Who in the Hell is that!?
Suzie: That's okay, it's my neighbor. You never met him. He's a Vietnam vet and I believe he has, in his hand.
Tim: I think he's holding a grenade launcher!!
Suzie: That's what killed that bug!
(color=white]The porch light comes on.[/color][/i])
Suzie: Well, I think I need to go.
Tim: Don't go!! After a night, like this, I never want to let you go again.
Suzie: It'll be okay. I cannot explain any of this. But, all I know is, that as long as we got each other, everything WILL be okay.
(The two young lovers kiss once again. they hug and Suzie slowly leaves the car. She doesn't take her eyes off of Tim, as she walks towards her home. Tim, starts his car and begins to pull out of Suzie's driveway. Tim eventually gets home. His home is also dark.)
Tim(talks to himself): What now!! Why isn't MY light on!?! CRAP!!
(Tim turns off the ignition and exits his car. He slowly walks into his home. The lights are off, except for the nightlights, that are on. Tim collapses, with exhaustion, on the couch.)
Tim(talks to himself): Noone will ever believe me, if I told anyone, what happened tonight. It was just crazy! But, I am so-o-o tired.
(Tim yawns, as he slowly closes his eyes. Then in one quick, swift motion, Tim lunges up. Blood slowly begins to trickle out his mouth as a clawed hand pushes through the chest cavity, then the clawed hand quickly exits the body of Tim. Crawling from under the couch...)
Tim: Freddy Kreuger?!?!
Freddy Kreuger: You bet your sweet ass, it's me!!
(Tim tries to run, but Kreuger catches Tim and throws him on the couch. Freddy Kreuger jumps on top of him and just looks at a terrified and slowly dying Timothy Richardson. Kreuger begins to raise his clawed hand, when surprisingly Kreuger takes off his hat. Although he was dying, Tim still looks confused. Freddy Kreuger slowly grabs his face and pulls away his face, revealing it was a mask. Under what was believed to be Freddy Kreuger, is Oblivion.)
Tim: Oblivion!?!?
Oblivion: How you know me?!
Tim: I am a wrestling fan.
(Oblivion takes the clawed hand and begins to slowly cut the face of Tim. The young man continues to bleed, as he tries to say...)
Tim: Why?
Oblivion: Why not! I'm getting bored with you!
(Oblivion finally takes the clawed glove and thrusts it into the chest of Tim. The young man quivers and convulses in pain, until he stopped moving. Several little people, dressed in clown masks crawl from the shadows of the living room, Stitches, the cameraman, now is not tied up or gagged. Oblivion looks into the camera and says...)
Oblivion: Stitches go see my handy work of my Gathering....
(Stitches pans through out the bedrooms, as Tim's mother lies in a pool of her own blood, with her wrists and throat cut. The little boy, Justin, is hanging by his favorite blankey, from the rotating ceiling fan. Blood is everywhere. Stitches slowly returns to the living room, as Oblivion stares within the camera...)
Oblivion: JAY PRICE!!! DO YOU BELIEVE ME, NOW?!?!? I SACRIFICED THIS FAMILY TO SHOW TO YOU, THAT I AM WILLING TO DO ANYTHING...
ANYTHING!!!!!!
Oblivion:...anything to prove to you, that at Explosion, your Hardcore Title reign is gonna end!!! I WILL be YOUR NEW WCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!! These flesh... these people don't mean sh*t, to me!!! That Hardcore Championship means more to me than any flesh, any human. I am willing to resort to murder, when it comes to that championship!! This is NOT fantasy!! This is not bullsh*t!! This is for real!! And come Explosion, your ass will belong to Oblivion!!! And Jay Price...
(Oblivion takes his right hand and digs dip into the chest cavity of Tim Richardson and pulls out a handful of blood and wipes it on his face. Oblivion licks his fingers, one by one!! With every drop, of blood, consumed, Oblivion slowly looks into the camera...)
Oblivion: ...YOU CAN CHOKE...ON...THAT!!!
(The camera shifts down and to the left... down and to the left.... down and to the left, with The Gathering with their blood soaked clown masks staring at the camera, they shriek out...)
The Gathering:...OBLIVION IS YOUR GOD-D-D-D!!!!
(After shrieking out, The Gathering jumps on the camera. As the scene fades to black....)
