::It's a dark night back in the farmlands of Michigan. All is calm on the plain, the wind is cool, the moon is full in the sky and bright, illuminating the tree lines that compile the forests. A calm breeze brushes along the tree line swaying the mighty embers too and fro, over and over again. From the distance a small set of headlights can be seen approaching. No one ever comes out to this area anymore now that most farming in these parts has moved South, so this is an odd sight. As the headlights move closer up the trail, we see it is a small white automobile weighed down with 3 portly individuals. The small automobile comes to a sudden stop and the doors fly open. A short, yet very handsome long haired young man hops out of the passengers side::
Short, yet very handsome long haired young man: "Jesus Christ Doug!!! You damn near put my head through the windshield again!!!"
::Another man of the same build of the first hops out of the drivers side::
Doug: "Sorry Scott L.....Will told me to stop right here though."
Scott L: "That's fine man, but have you ever heard of a thing called "breaking distance"?"
Doug: "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah" ::filling up his travel mug with fresh Diet Pepsi::
::Another man emerges prying himself from the back seat of the little car. He is much taller than the other 2 and resembles Abraham Lincoln::
Will: "Alright guys, this has got to be the place."
Scott L: "You said that at the last five places we stopped at out in these sticks man!"
Will: "Did Not!!"
Scott L: "Did So!!"
Will: "Did Not!!"
Scott L: "Did So!!"
Will: "Did Not!!"
Scott L: "Did So!!"
Will: "Did Not!!"
Scott L: "Did So!!"
Doug: ::Throwing an empty pack of cigarettes at the other 2:: "Alright, shut up dudes, you are acting like a couple of 12 year olds!"
Scott L: "Am Not!!"
Doug: "Am So!!"
Scott L: "Am Not!!"
Doug: "Am So!!"
Scott L: "Am Not!!"
Doug: "Am So!!"
Scott L: "Am Not!!"
Doug: "Am So!!"
::The bitch-ass back and forthing is interrupted by the faint sound a child wailing from what sounded far away::
Will: "What was that man?!"
Doug: "Sounded like a child."
Scott L: "Prolly just some kids partying somewhere. Hopefully far away, cause we have work to do."
Doug and Will: "RIGHT!!"
::The trio of ghosthunters start to unpack their gear from the trunk of the little car which consisted of numerous camera bags, cartons of cigarettes, and skid of Diet Pepsi 2 liters::
Doug: "Hey Will, where is that map at??"
Will: "Oh, I got it right here man."
::Will pulls out a weathered piece of paper that is folded up, unfolds it, and spreads it across the hood of the little car::
Scott L: "Whose Great Grandparents did you get this from man?"
Will: "Oh, some crackhead in Detroit gave it to me in exchange for a cigarette."
Scott L: ::Looks at Doug:: "Oh great, we are going to be chasing the ghost of crack past! Did this crackhead tell you what the map was about after you guys made your transaction?
Will: "Yeah man, he said that this map leads to a burial vault back in these woods....."
Doug: ::Interrupting:: ".....and there's treasure in them?!?!?!"
Will: "Uh....No."
Scott L: "Ancient artifacts?"
Will: "Uh....No."
Doug: "Shrunken head?"
Will: "Uh....No."
Scott L: "72 Virgins?"
Will: "Uh....No."
Doug: "Well, what's in them then man?"
Will: "Bodies you idiots!!! We can check the vaults out if you want. The real kicker is this place is supposed to be haunted an apparition that will give you some box if you happen to catch a glimpse of it."
Doug and Scott L: "Huh?"
Will: "If you happen to make eye contact with the apparition, it will float away and out of site, but it will leave you a present for having such quick and cunning eyes."
Doug: "So what you are saying is we drove 3 hours to try and make eye contact wit ha ghost that will give us a fucking box if we do??!! What kind of box is it??
Scott L: "Is this box part of a 17 year old blonde Scandinavian underwear model by any chance??"
::Giggling ensures::
::A few minutes later we find the trio of ghosthunters trudging through the woods::
Scott L: "Where the fuck is this place Will?"
Will: "We are almost there." ::under his breath:: "I think."
Doug: "Guys, if you see a spider, let me know so I can fucking kill it. That is, after I set it on fire of course, and then dump kerosene on it when the fire dulls."
Will: "Wuss!"
Doug: "Shut up!!"
::After what seems an eternity, the trio finally hit a small clearing. They look around for a minute and then walk up to 3 large, what look to be, carved stones in the center of the clearing.::
Scott L: "Exquisite fucking rocks Will. Remind me to drop a computer monitor on your head sometime when we get home ok?"
Doug: "I dunno, these rocks seem real out of place here. They seem to be the only hand carved things for miles. It's almost as if they were just dropped here one day or something.
Will: "Yeah man, they don't look like the have "settled" into the area if you know what I mean?"
Scott L: "I guess so. They are also Granite, I didn't know this part had granite as a native stone?"
Doug: ::Doing a Samuel L. Jackson impersonation:: "Whoa, look at the big brain on Scott L?!?!"
Will: "He He. Seriously, he is right though Doug. Never seen granite here before."
::The trio start to inspect the stones closely. Will, who is looking at the center stone, feels with his hands what feels like letters carved into the front of the huge carved rock. He clears away some of the mud on it to reveal a name.::
Will: "Xipe Totec. Xipe Totec?"
Scott L: "What you find man?"
Will: "A name on this thing."
::Scott L comes over and inspects the lettering::
Scott L: "Whoa, so I guess there are tombs out here after all!"
::Doug walks over to the stone now::
Doug: "Whoa! Cool. Who is Xipe Totec?"
Will: "Hell if I know man."
Scott L: "Goofy ass name man. Interesting though."
::Suddenly, the trio's concentration on the stone is broken by a rustling in the bushes behind them::
Doug: "What was that?
Scott L: "Will, go check it out."
Will: ::Looks down at Scott L:: "Why do I have to go and check it out?"
Scott L: "Cause you're the biggest. If it is some grizzly bear or something, it is more likely to run in fear of your big Nordic looking ass than mine or Doug's."
Doug: "How about we all go?"
Scott L and Will: "Okay."
::The trio slowly walk up to the bush and start pushing it aside. They walk into the brush pointing their flashlights in front of them. They move in.....::
Doug: ::Looking behind himself and whispering:: "You see anything?"
Will: ::whispering:: "Nothing except your big fucking melon."
Scott L: ::whispering:: "He He He He"
Will: ::whispering:: "You hear that?"
Scott L: ::whispering:: "Hear what?"
Will: ::whispering:: "Sounds like something is sliding through the trees and bushes in front of us."
Doug: ::whispering::"Damn, it could be a Tiger or something."
Scott L: ::loud whispering::"There are no Tiger's in Michigan you nimrod!"
::A branch cracks loudly right in front of them. The trio freezes still after a few moments Doug decides to try to break the ice with whatever was in front of them that they could not see with their flashlights::
Doug: "Hey Dude......Anyone there? I'm Doug of Ghostly Talk.
::In that instant, a flash of bright light appears in front of them. It is a blinding light, yet it can still be looked into for some reason. The trio just stares in silence, except for Scott L::
Scott L: ::Grabs onto Will:: "FUUUUUUCK!!!!!!
::The bright light fades as sudden as it lit up. Will knocks Scott L off of him and looks at Doug::
Will: "What the fuck was that?"
Doug: ::Shaking his head:: "I have no clue."
Scott L: "Damn dude, maybe it was a helicopter or a search light or something."
Will: "I didn't hear anything though, all I saw was the light."
Doug and Scott L: ::Agreeing:: "Yeah...."
::The trio of Ghosthunters turn around to go back to the clearing::
Scott L: "Owwww!!"
Doug: "What?!"
Scott L: "I just tripped on something." ::Looks down on the ground:: "Dude! Look at this!"
::The other 2 look down to the ground to see a small gold and wooden box. Scott L picks it up::
Scott L: ::Looks down on the ground:: "That was not here when we walked through here a second ago."
Will: "You sure?"
Scott L: "Dude, we just turned around and took 3 fucking steps and I damn near break my neck tripping over this thing. One of you guys would have prolly saw it when we were walking in if it was here before.
Doug: "Weird, lets go back to the clearing, have a smoke, and check it out."
Will and Scott L: "Woooooord."
::A couple of minutes later, the trio is back at the clearing passing the box around and examining it with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths::
Doug: "Looks like a box to me. Damn Will! Looks like this is the real McCoy here!
Scott L: "No kidding man, unless we are getting fucked with real good by some of the locals."
Will: "I dunno man, when that light appeared, did you smell the air? It smelled like rotten meat or something."
Doug: "That is just Scott L's aftershave."
Scott L: "Oyyy, fuck you funnyman!"
Doug: ::Sipping his travel mug full of Diet Pepsi:: "He He He!!"
Will: "Wonder what this thing does?"
Scott L: "I think it would do well sitting in my living room."
Will: "What you mean YOUR living room?"
Scott L: "I'm the one who found it, by all rights I should keep it. I mean shit, it would have prolly killed me if I tripped over it completely.
Will: "You wuss!! I'm the one who got us out here, by all rights I should have it."
Scott L: "That's stupid man, give it here!"
::A struggle ensues as the 2 start tugging on each end of the box cursing at each other while Doug stands to the side and shaking his head::
Scott L: "Come on man, gimme it!!"
Will: "No way man, it's mine!!"
::The 2 struggled over the box for a few minutes, both gripping and regripping, each try to get a grip in one of the boxes detailed carvings to strip it from one another. Suddenly a charge of electricity went through the box and lit it up, it seemed to just jump from Will and Scott L's hands. The box landed on the ground and a low rumbling sound could be heard, getting closer.......getting closer. A bluish light slowly began to pierce through the trees at the trio::
Doug: ::Calmly looks at Will and Scott L:: "What did you 2 assholes do?"
Scott L and Will: ::Looking at each other with their hands in the air:: "Duh, uh, uh, uh, duh, uh, uh......"
::The three looked towards the source of the light through the trees until they could see what appeared to be 3 figures coming towards them through the trees from the light::
Will: "Holy fucking shit man!!! Aliens!!!
Scott L: "Oh Christ, I don't want to be anal probed!!"
Doug: "Duh, uh, uh, uh, duh, uh, uh......"
::The three ghosthunters stood in shock as the three figures coming out of the light got closer. Finally, the unknowns brushed the bushes aside and walked into the clearing. The one to the left was morbidly obese and wearing sunglasses. He/It had a what seemed to be forced smile on his/its face as it seemed to continuously sweat with its tongue licking his/its cracked and chapping lips. There was a cutaway in his/its leather robe/garb that seemed to be sewn to his/its skin exposing his/its belly and a massive slit down the center of his/its belly that he/it was playing with as it stared at the trio. The one on the right appeared to be female. Her/Its eyes were bulging out of her/its face and she/it was as pale white as a cloud. There seemed to be some kind of wire configuration that went between her/its upper and lower jaw, pierced the cheeks and then came down spreading the skin over her/its throat and exposing it. The one in the middle was the most grotesque looking of the three: pale white like the female, but his/its whole head had pins stuck in it in what looked to be an orderly pattern. The three misshapen strangers just stood there for a moment and stared at the trio of ghosthunters. After what seemed to be an eternity of this staring match, Will decided to try to break the ice::
Will: "Hey there! Uh.....yeah, so like is there a rave club around here or something?"
::A gurgle came out of the fat stranger on the left. Doug, being the diplomat out of the bunch, decided to try to talk to the strangers::
Doug: "Hello, I am Doug of Ghostly Talk. This is Scott L, he is the co-host of Ghostly Talk ::Scott L nervously grins and waves::. This is Will, he is our sound guy on Ghostly Talk. We are here for research purposes only. We are here to observe and lea.....
::Doug is cut off by a thunderous voice from the stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head::
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "SILENCE CHILD!! YOU OPENED THE BOX WE CAME!! YOU MUST NOW COME WITH US!!
Scott L: "Where we going man??"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "TO HELL!!!!!"
Will: "Oh gawd no!!!!! Nooooooooo!!! Not Starbucks!!!!
Stranger in the middle: "SILENCE!!! ::breaks out of character:: "What's Starbucks?"
Scott L: "Oh man, it's this shitty overpriced coffee chain that is growing like a virus across America. Friggin' never pay that much for coffee!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "How much do they charge for this.....coffee......you say?"
Scott L: "Like 4 or five bucks a cup!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: ::Thunder cracks in the background:: "This is just a liquid in a "cup""
Scott L: "Yeah man!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: ::Growling:: "I WILL TEAR ALL OF THEIR SOULS APART!!!"
Scott L: ::Cowering:: "Sweeeeet..."
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "IN GOOD TIME THOUGH, NOW YOU MUST COME WITH US TO HELL! YOU WILL TASTE OUR PLEASURES, REVEL IN YOUR PAIN, WE WILL BECOME ONE!!
::The trio of ghosthunters shiver looking at each other as the three strangers in front of them let out a thunderous, sadistic laugh::
Doug: "Ok, ok, ok....we will go. How about one last smoke though?"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: ::Tips his/its head in consideration:: "YOU MAY PARTAKE IN THIS ONE LAST MORTAL RITUAL MY CHILDREN, BUT THEN YOUR FLESH WILL BURN THE STENCH OF A THOUSAND DEAD SOULS THAT WILL BE LENGENDARY EVEN IN HELL!!"
Will: "Uh....Cool?"
::The trio of ghosthunters pull out their cigarettes, each lighting one up. An uncomfortable moment of silence comes between everyone in the clearing as the trio smoke their tobacco. Scott L decides to try to break the tension while they finish their smokes::
Scott L: "So, like....it's your job to come out of the light thingy back their when someone plays with this box?"
::The female looking stranger speaks with a thunderous roar::
Female Looking Stranger: "WE ARE EXPLORERS IN THE FURTHER REGIONS OF EXPERIENCE. DEMONS TO SOME. ANGELS TO OTHERS. WE SERVE THE GOD LEVIATHAN, THE GOD OF ORDER WHO SEEKS TO DESTROY ALL CHAOS AND TAME THE FLESH!!"
Doug: "That sounds like an neat job! You must get to meet a lot of real interesting people!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: ::Relaxing a bit:: "Well, yes, it normally is somewhat interesting. But it gets a bit monotonous at times." Eon in and eon out of the same souls saying the same thing when they open the box and we come; "PLEASE CENOBITES!!!! TAKE ME TO HELL, I WANT YOUR PLEASURES!!!! It can get, how would you mortals say, "boring" at times. You 3 seem different though."
Scott L: ::Pondering:: "Cenobites huh? That is a sweet name man!! That would be a real cool name for a band!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "Band?"
Scott L: "Yeah, you know, a group of mortals who play music. You do know what music is don't you?"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "I have heard this "music" you talk about. A few abductions ago, this mortal was listening to this "music" and he kept screaming "SSSSLLLLLLLLLLLLAYYYYYYER" over and over again as I pierced his skin with giant hooks and dragged him into hell."
Scott L: "Oh Dude!!! Slayer fucking rules man!! You better tell me you liked it man!! Don't make me fuck you up!! ::smiles::
::All three of the Cenobites let out a thunderous, hearty laugh that shook the ground, the trio of ghosthunters looked at each other and started to laugh with them::
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "Yes, I did find this "music" painful and therefore I did enjoy it.
Will: "Dude....that's it man!! You guys got the whole entrance thing wrong. I mean you guys are scary as hell and all, but it is a little too mysterious. I think you would shit people right up if right after they open the box they hear nothing but a chorus of "Angel of Death" as you guys are walking in from that light thingy. That is my favorite Slayer song, and dude, it is like your guy’s theme song from what I can see!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: ::Pondering:: "You think so?"
Scott L: "Oh yeah man, I agree with Will. That would just be sick man!!"
Stranger in the middle with pins in his/its head: "You mortals intrigue me...."
::Three hours later::
::Doug is talking to the Cenobite with pins all over his/its head::
Doug: ".......yeah, so all you need to do is just get a wireless router from Microcenter and take it with you back to hell. I will hook you up with a real cheap laptop equipped with everything you will need. All you need to do is just dial into my router and that should get you up on the net! Then you can listen to Ghostly Talk!!"
::The Cenobite with pins all over his/its head smiles pondering all the S & M porn he can download::
::Scott L is sitting by a tree with the fat, sweaty Cenobite::
Scott L: ".....yeah, so I like all of Anthrax's stuff, even with John Bush singing. But in my opinion, the first Exodus album is the blueprint for speed metal man."
::The fat, sweaty Cenobite smiles and nods with a groan of approval::
Will: "....No way!!! I think you would look great with nice long brown hair!!"
Female Cenobite: "Well maybe, but Leviathan don't like hair on its Cenobites for some reason."
Will: "Oh, you gotta be kidding, it would totally bring out the blacks in your eyes! Scott L, do you think she would look good with long, brown hair?!"
Scott L: ::Yelling from across the way:: "Oh, hell yeah man!!! That would be hot!!!"
::The female Cenobites giggled childishly and her/its pale white skin turned a shade of pink on her/its cheeks::
::The Cenobite with pins in his/its hand stands up::
Cenobite with pins all over his/its head: "I HAVE ENJOYED CONVERSING WITH YOU MORTALS, BUT IT IS NOW TIME TO COME, TO COME TO HELL!!! YOU WILL BE OUR SERVANTS!! YOU HAVE PROVED TO BE MOST USEFULL TO US IN THE OUTER REALMS OF EXPERIENCE!"
Doug: "Awwww, I was really enjoying our conversation Pinhead. I caaan, call you "Pinhead" right?
::Pinhead nods in approval::
Doug: "Here's an idea though. I think we could be much more useful out here. Just hear me out ok? Now, we do a fairly popular paranormal, internet talk radio show right? Well, we can do some seriously good promotion for you guys here with the mortals!! We can convince them that Leviathan is the way and to seek the Cenobites, all that shit right?"Pinhead: ::Ponders again:: "GO ON."
Doug: "So we do that all the time right. Along with that I know about a hundred souls that I would be glad to turn over to you guys right now!! I'm sure Will and Scott L have even more!"
::Will and Scott L nod::
Pinhead: "THIS INTRIGUES US!"Scott L: "Hell man, we will even have you on the show for an interview if you want Pinhead!!"
Pinhead: "You would have me on for an interview?"
Doug: "Oh yeah, I think it would make for a very interesting show!!"
::The Cenobites look questioningly at one another for a couple of minutes, and nod to one another::
Pinhead: "THIS WILL SUFFICE! WE WILL LET YOU GO BACK WITH THE MORTALS TO SPREAD THE WORD OF LEVIATHAN! YOU WILL TEACH THEM OUR DESIRES, TEACH THEM OF THE FLESH!!"
::The trio of ghosthunters look at each other::
Doug, Scott L, and Will: "Cool!"
::A light begins to shine behind the Cenobites with a thunderous roar. The Cenobites turn to walk towards it::
Will: "Hey Lady!!"
::The Female Cenobite turns around::
Will: "What?!" No hug?!?!?"
::The Female Cenobite walks to Will and gives him a big hug. While pulling away, Will hangs his arm on one of the hundreds of hooks hanging off of the female Cenobites leather clad garb::
Will: "OOOOOWWWWWWWW!!"Female Cenobite: ::Put hand over her/its mouth:: "Sorry...."
Will: ::Holding his arm:: "Awwww, it's ok"
Scott L: "Hey Butterball!!!"
::The fat, sweaty Cenobite turns around::
Scott L: "You think I could nab one of those knives off of your apron as a souvenir, it would look great hanging on the wall in my bedroom, and it looks like you have plenty to spare!"
::The fat, sweaty Cenobite nods and grunts with approval handing Scott L one of his/its 15 inch serrated, hooked hunting knives::
Scott L: "Sweeet, thanks Butterball!!"
Pinhead: "WE WILL MEET AGAIN SOON MORTALS!! WE WILL MEET AGAIN TO EXPERIENCE THE FLESH OF YOUR ENEMIES AND TO COME FOR OUR INTERVIEW ON GHOSTLY TALK!!"
Doug: "No problem! I will get a date ready and cast it down the portal of hell to you. We need to get you that laptop and router so I can just e-mail you!!
Pinhead: "THAT WOULD PLEASE ME!"
Doug: "Ok Pinhead, CALL ME!!!!"
::The Cenobites walk to the light and moments later the light goes dim as the ground stops shaking::
Doug: "What nice Demons!"
Scott L: "I'll prolly agree with that as soon as my ass is contracted again."
Will: "Well hey man, we have another guest lined up for Ghostly Talk though now!!"
Scott L: "Yup, and only needed to sell out the human race to get it!!"
Doug, Scott L, and Will: "Kick Ass!!"
Will: "Well, I think it is time we leave before anything else from hell tries to snatch us up here. I am thirsty for something else besides Diet Pepsi also!!"
Scott L: "Agreed, grab that box thing and we will stop at a Starbucks on the way home! Heheheheheheheheh!!"
Doug: ::Grinning:: "Don't mind if I do."
