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Miss Johnson's Halloween
If you had an aerial view of the small town of Benson Corners this
Halloween, you would see many costumed youngsters scampering around the
neighborhoods, closely watched over by their parents and other
chaperones. Most of this throng seemed to be headed toward a quaint
Victorian style cottage, home of Miss Johnson, everyone's favorite
second grade teacher. The kids knew she would have great treats for
them, but they also enjoyed how scary she became, just for this one
night!H
For there on the porch, in her favorite rocking chair where one might
have expected to see a modestly attractive 30 year old teacher, sat
instead a demon! His skin glowed wetly red, lined with repulsive veins
of black and purple. Its eyes glowed fiery yellow with flickers of
hellish flame. His teeth were sharp! There were two small nubs of horns
on his head.
He wore black leather pants but nothing else. There were claws on his
feet as well as his hands.
The most recent group crowded and jostled each other around the porch
steps. "My, my! I am always amazed at how eager these tasty young victi-
I mean, children, are to experience the horror of my presence! Come into
my parlor, said the spider to the fly!"
The voice was sepulchral, inhuman, nothing at all like Miss Johnson's
usual sweet soprano. Some of the littlest kids whimpered, but their
older siblings comforted them, saying that she did this every year, it
was just an act, all for fun.
"Hmm," pondered the demon, stroking his bony chine with his claws. "It
is just about time for me to select some child to witness my great
awesome secret! Maybe one of these?"
"Yes, oh yes! Choose me! Pick me!" the children pleaded as they pranced
around. Everyone (every child, she would not let adults in on the fun)
who had seen this secret had reported back to the other kids that it was
indeed awesome! But they could not describe it in any way, because they
had all been sworn to secrecy.
"Eeny meenie minie mo," intoned the hellish entity. With each word, it
tapped the head of a different child, who wriggled and giggled. And
then: "I choose you!" Little Emily danced for joy, her golden curls
bouncing in the crisp October breeze. "This make take a few minutes,"
the demon cautioned her parents. "Oh can I, daddy, mommy, please?
Please?"
They could not deny their adorable daughter. The other children all hung
their heads and sighed, but Miss Johnson gave them each an extra piece
of candy and reminded them that the children she had chosen before had
usually invited friends to a sleepover at the cottage where they could
all share the surprise. So, mollified, the kids went on their way. Miss
Johnson gently placed her hand on the girl's shoulder and guided her
into the cottage. The door closed.
The parents looked at each other a little nervously. If only they could
go in there with her. But all the children had reported that although
the experience was amazing, it was a secret for kids only.
Before too long they were pleased to welcome back their daughter, who
seemed more excited than ever. Her bright blue eyes gleamed and her
curls bounced as she pranced around. "Amazing! Astounding! Incredible!"
she chirped. But when her loving parents asked her for more details, she
just smiled, a cute but smug smile, and shook her head. "Kids only!
Otherwise, it would not be our special secret!"
So they hugged her and went on their way.
Several more groups came by, but things were slowing down.
Miss Johnson hung a sign on a chain across the porch steps: "Sorry, all
out of candy. Come early next year!"
She entered the home, and closed the door.
An ordinary family room. She crossed to the opposite corner, to the
stair which led up to the small loft space. A door was there, under the
stairway; not enough space for a room, so it must be a closet. She
opened that door and revealed some coats hanging on a rod. She pressed a
button inside the closet, and the floor slid away into the darkness. In
the gap where the floor had been was a spiral staircase. She descended.
Pausing halfway down, the demon, or the teacher, reached up and caused
the floor to return to its original place. It was thick and heavily
insulated.
At the bottom of the stairs, all was darkness. With a snap of its
fingers, the demon activated the lighting system.
The floor was covered with demon imps! All sorts of monsters capered
there, hideous, deformed, vile.
"Ah, it was wonderful!" exclaimed the demon.
"Did you all see? Once the lights came on, I grasped Emilys arms from
behind and lifted her into the air. She kicked her feet but could not do
anything. When she tried to scream, our chosen senior imp, Arbyxl,
entered her mouth, stifling her. You saw his excellent technique. Twist
yourself into a narrow shape like an auger or a writhing snake. Work
yourself down into the interior of the body. Remember to retain the
portions of the brain which have to do with muscle memory, facial
recognition and so on Consume whatever you do not need, such as the
stomach. Our dietary needs are special, we need lots of protein!" The
imps howled with laughter.
"Then line up your fangs behind her teeth, your eyes behind hers while
taking over the optic nerve and the rest of that apparatus; be careful
with the vocal chords, they must remain intact with no one aware of any
difference in her voice. And the reproductive organs we save, for later
use. Eventually we shall breed a race of demonic humans who shall rule
this world!"
Howling, baying celebration greeted this announcement.
"Arbyxl spilled not one drop of her blood, nice and neat. What he
consumed he spewed out most neatly into that basin over there, filled
with offal. I am able to clean up stains and injuries using dark magic
but it is always better to avoid that when possible; its use might alert
the other side to our presence. I believe, so far, that no angelic
guardians have become aware of our presence. Why, Miss Johnson even goes
to church, and blends right in. Now go, disguise yourselves as costumed
children, run through the back yards, play tricks, take whatever is not
nailed down. Especially pets; we will have a feast tonight!"
And the demon leaned his head back and howled with glee as the imps, now
looking like pirates, robots, little superheroes, and even cartoon
princesses, went up the stair and opened the ceiling.
After they had gone, he went behind the spiral stair, to a framework on
which hung the skin, hair, eyes and teeth of Miss Johnson. Also there
was clothing, a hair brush, shoes and other gear. "Ah well, all good
things come to an end," he sighed, as he himself turned into a spiral
and dove into the mouth of his victim. Shortly, the skin once again
became a body. The teacher patted her facial features and body parts, to
make sure all was as it should be. "One day out of the year to be
myself," she sighed in her melodious voice, as she shook her hair to
begin brushing it.
"Little Emily's father is a doctor; we should 'recruit' him soon.
Physical exams could be a problem for us, but Emily should easily be
able to lure her dad here to my cottage, and I can persuade a senior
demon to take him over. Then there is just his partner to worry about,
the only other physician in town. But I can take care of him, with my
feminine wiles! I see the way he looks at me in church. I subverted Miss
Johnson through the use of illusion, poor lonely person. But I can use
plain old human sex appeal to control the young and single doctor!"
Miss Johnson walked up the spiral stairs from the basement and into the
family room, just as some of the demon imps were returning, many of them
with terrified pets in their claws. The imps clambered down the stairs
into the basement. "Have fun now, children," Miss Johnson called after
them, "but remember to share, and don't make a mess!"
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