Sightless eyes open into darkness.Choir singing in the church room above.I try to scream for help,but no one can hear me over the organ player.Fighting against the rope that binds my wrists above my head.I can feel the panic turning my stomach.What is that noise? I look around trying to see through the dark.I am not alone.A silent scream rips out as a torch is lit.Way too close to my face.I can feel the flames licking my cheeks.Terror grips me.I try to pull away from my attacker.Away from the face so many children love.The white face with the blue eye makeup.The blood red lips snarling at me.I look away from the pure evil I see in it's eyes.Mirrors reflect the darkened room and the flame from the torch multiplied a thousand times.Along the floor I can see...what is that? Children? No,not children.The light catches a figure just enough that I can see the lifeless eyes and painted smiles of the dolls mocking me.I flinch as a cold dampened hand touches my cheek.A sadistic smile curving his lips.
"Your time is almost over,my love."
I follow the torch down.Pushing harder and harder against the way.Trying to escape the Hell I have entered.The flame stops just below my feet.A platform of sorts? I had thought I was standing on the floor.I jerk my feet up and away as I realize I am standing in a mass pile of puppets and ventriloguist dolls.All staring at me with wicked eyes.Suddenly it's plainly clear as to what he is going to do.I shake my head in denial.No this can't be happening to me.But as he touches the torch to the first puppet I realize I am going to burn to death.A very slow and painful death.He removes my gag.
"Go ahead and scream child.There is no one to hear you."He laughs as he realizes what it is I hear."Just a recording to set the mood."
A scream rips from my very soul.Pain and terror grip me tight.He laughs as if my screams are music to his ears.I watch for what seemed like eternity as he walked to the stairs that lead to freedom.He turns and sits on the top stair.
"A free ticket to the best horror show playing.Front row even."
I hear his laughter as darkness comes to claim me.The pain too intense for me to handle any longer.I do not know what it is I have done to deserve this.One last gasp for life and I am gone...
