An autumnal chill punctuated the long afternoon shadows as the day dimmed out on the edge of Crispin County. Further atmosphere for the recent horror attraction startup. Framed by leaf shedding trees, a series of tents adorned the corners of a low rise building. The ramshackle construction was complete with the painted plywood cutout of a ghostly looking, gerbil astronaut with a cracked helmet on a sign identifying the attraction as Gerbert’s Scarefest.
The facade promised frights based on the horrifying rumors surrounding the space themed kids pizzeria. Posters had chilling block-cuts that promised “They Came…From Darkest Space”; “Intergalactic Screams”; “Try The Food…if You Dare!”
To that end, the smell of burning hotdogs, cinnamon churros and spiced cider wafted through the air along with the other seasonal scents. Something moldy, something ashy, and something frosty.
Most of the people congregated on the westward side of the building, which was actually the exit as lined with vittles, drinks and merchandise. A dusty oblong of dead end road served as the parking lot. A line of customers extended around the barricades to the front showpiece at the entry to the Scarefest with the titular mockup of a ghoulish Gerbert.
Quite oddly, there was a far amount of overweight people among the small crowd forming before the attraction opened. Such as:
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