|I'm in hell and it sucks
Author: Guardian.Ghost PM
Cameron Darkening is in hell, with her hell mate John Kramer, me" "JOHN! Get away from that!" "Make me!" "Don't tempt me tumor brain" "This is rated for Language" "pah language"Rated: Fiction T - English - Parody/Humor - Chapters: 6 - Words: 4,244 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 10-30-12 - Published: 02-24-09 - id: 4883293
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"Wow…. After that last set of electrical surges went through Hell here… my recording device blew up in my face as well as the others. Then it came back as some sort of very, very fucked up monster and started hunting us. How? I will never know… as it stands somehow a Cenobite by the name of Yin/Yang Twins had a portable recording device. They gave it to me as a gift after I helped them out with one of their projects to make Hell just a tad bit more uhhh normal for them.
But I'm getting side tracked here… I shit you not I'm stuck in a small room with John, Pinhead now Spenser, Chatterer, Female and some guy by the name of Frank…. Who's looking at me creepily"
"Come to Daddy…."
"Buddy get the fuck away from me"
"Come to…" Some strangling sounds and someone's head being hit against the stone ground.
"Dear girl, was that even necessary?" Came the English drawl of Pinhead/Spenser from some side.
"Oh if it shuts him up yes it was necessary" John's voice spoke up quietly.
"So long as we are quiet we don't have to worry that monster coming after us…"
"But Cameron we can't stay here" Female whispered roughly.
"Chatterer does have a point, we don't have the room in here nor the food to sustain ourselves. But at the same time if we leave this room we would be over taken by that thing… what we need is a …." All sounds are quiet as a groan is heard.
"We use him… we leave him for the thing while we run" Cameron lowers her voice as the background sounds are of some high-pitched squealing and metal scratching on stone.
"Damn... how the hell are we going to get him out?"
"John you forget I'm a telekinetic... I can move things with my mind you know"
"That's right... ok but where are we going to go to?
"We could go there, but for all we know is that your boss and god have been taken over by that creature..."
"That is true..." Female agreed with John
"What about Pinhead's room? That place I heard is a fortress" John.
"Really? Well then we can live there seeing as I know Pinhead keeps a massive fridge in his room"
"We need to make this guy more..."
"Dear girl, but will your plan really succeed, I have known no one to be able to 'tele-whatist called' anyone. That power does not exist"
"Spenser shut up" Cameron's voice hissed as more metal screeching is caught on speaker getting louder then fainter as it moved on away from the mic.
"Ok we need something to tie this guy up with..." Some odd movement and a squeal from Spenser/Pinhead.
"What are you doing, get your hands off me now..."
"Would you just shut up, I really don't want that thing to..." The sounds of the screeching had gotten close and there was a new sound: skittering of claws.
"Forget tying the bastard up, just knock him out and I'll carry him. I beat cancer but I sure as hell won't be beaten by your old recording box Cameron" Sounds of someone knocking something really hard into the ground before a rustle of clothing and a low grunt.
"You sure you want to carry him?"
"Cameron just get us out of here"
"Fine" Grunting and movement sounds from someone picking someone up in leather.
"Ok be ready to run"
"We all ready here?" There are agreements voiced by everyone in the room minus 2 voices. With some rustling about and the recording device being picked up and put somewhere, a massive metal screech is heard.
"On three. One... two... three... RUN!" A door is slammed open and a grunt are heard following the sounds of a body being thrown down a hall with a sickening and fading thump, and patters of feet and shoes as well as heavy breathing.
"Holy hell, what the hell is that?"
"I don't know and I don't want to find out John" There is a yell from Cameron and John as the feet pounding stone continues and there is a squeal of a metal door.
"Get that door open"
"I'm trying" Female finally speaks up in the range of the mic, varies groans and a shuffle of feet, then a door slamming shut is followed by heavy breaths and the audio recorder being put down and a heavy leather thud not far off.
Laughter is heard.
"I was... expecting rattling... chains, and body... parts... " each of the pauses between words is uncontrollable laughter from Cameron, a wheezy laugh from John is followed by a more raspy laughter from Female while Chatterer is strangely quiet.
"Wow... no wonder this play is like Fort Knox, it's full of girly shit... wait is that a life size Barbie doll?" John's voice.
"Oh god look at Chatterer, he's dying of laughter... he's even crying!" More laughter.
Foot falls fading, and a voice someone faint but still loud enough.
"Cameron... this guy has pictures of you all of a wall here... with... what the hell? Are those panties?" many foot falls leading away from the mic.
"What the fuck? I've been looking for those!" A very faint growl. "Ewww this has snot all over them, oh gross he's been sniffing them!" There is audible 'ewwwwws' from everyone as someone groans close to the mic.
"My head, what did you do to me... and who's room is this?"
There is snickers from everyone minus Elliot/Pinhead before the recording device beeps off, but not before catching a couple words.
"I need new batt..."