Itty Bitty Horror Show

House of itty bitty horrors

Kate followed the bombshell’s suggestion and ducked into the building. She stifled her first scream just as the door closed behind her. Suddenly a spotlight lit up a large image of a spider blown up to fit on a wall, was staring at her.

Keep quiet. Keep quiet, Kate whispered to herself. In hope that the poke a dot beauty would not reveal where she disappeared to. I wish I had gotten her name instead of closely up of her boobs.

This didn't look like it got a lot of business so it gave Kate a chance to breathe again. That was when her legs wanted to give up from under her and she had to sit down on the floor. She hoped it wasn't to dirty, but it was now she didn't care.

Now alone, she buried her head into her hands and she cried.

“What is wrong?” This voice seemed to come out of nowhere. Kate looked around to see if there was none elsewhere there. But the voice seemed to care and right now she needed someone to care so she accepted that voice for what it was. Her imagination at work.

“These three girls have made my like a nightmare all year. I just hoped I could have one night without them ruining everything for me.”

“Other women did this to you?’”

“it is the wickedness of men who do theses things to women.” This voice sounded different, close to the original, but older.

A third voice chimed in, this one sounding familiar to her. “It is true, look into her thoughts. Some women did this to her. And they should be punished.”

Kate thought she was going crazy as the three voices in her heard argues back and forth with each other. The memories of her torment flashed before her eyes. Every to torment and abuse was relieved, as her three imaginary voices argued about what to do, until Kate screamed.

“Libby, you don't care about Libby, she is fucking parasite. She sucks the good out of everything and leaving everything else in sadness. So who cares why? I want to see if she like being on the receiving end.”

“Are you sure about this?” The three voice said in unison. “If you agree, there will be no going back.”

“Yes,” Kate agreed to the agreement, the thoughts of seeing her tormentor punished, override everything else.

The voice came from nowhere but it called Libby's name. And as she listened it seemed to come from iItty Bitty Horrors display, she sent the others too search the park looking for Kate. Libby was going to investigate the voice from the small building.