EDIT: Minor Adjustments

What!? Another story!? I have like 3 other unfinished ones?! WTF is wrong with me?!

Look, please hear me out.

Something I have learned after writing my first fanfiction: Coco: the Marigold and the Silver Fern, is that writing fanfiction is quite hard, especially when trying to make an original story. Coco: the Marigold and the Silver Fern was just a retelling of the movie Coco just with my own character shoehorned in there, so it was just a matter of retyping the scenes and dialogue from the movie. As a result, it wasn't that hard to write.

The sequel: Sundered Soul is much harder to write as there is no movie to "copy" from, this leads to a lot of writer's block. I often do have a general idea of what it should be about and the basic beats of the plot, but actually writing the in-between of the main events is very difficult. Unfortunately, Shawntelle: Your Unfriendly Neighborhood Hellspawn and Hotel Transylvania: Hideaway also suffer from this.

I'm sorry if this frustrates you, trust me I'm frustrated at myself when I can't write a bloody word. I just ask you to understand that I am human and that anyone can get writer's block. If you want to unfollow or unfavorite my other stories or my account please do so, I understand if you do.

On the bright side this story, in terms of direction is the one I feel has the strongest as this story started off as a Creative Writing piece for a university assignment. Over time the idea of making a full story out of it was getting past the point of irritability.

Sidenote: this story is not linked to Shawntelle: Your Unfriendly Neighborhood Hellspawn, they are set in their own universes.

*I also want to add this fanfiction is my own interpretation of the Characters and of the Universe, so I apologize if they seem out of character.*

Okay, enough waffle let's get started.

Thanks for reading.

Thanks for being here.

Have a good one!

6:00 PM

A car parked behind a bush on the outskirts of town, near an abandoned carnival. "You sure this is the best spot to watch the fireworks?" The driver asked, turning off the car.

"Yes, for the last time, Holly!" Hayden Kyle told him as four young adults climbed out of the car. Hayden and his friend Jane Taylor managed to convince his other two friends: Stacy and Holly, to come to the abandoned carnival to watch the town's annual fireworks show.

The group walked up the fenced-off entrance of the long-abandoned carnival ground, surrounding the park were the remnants of a roller coaster; some parts of its imposing frame were missing, and the rest looked as if they would collapse at any moment. Hayden's emerald, green eyes glanced at the carnival's rusted-over sign that read, 'Loo Loo Land.'

"Who the hell calls a carnival, Loo Loo Land?" Hayden thought out loud while climbing over the fence, completely ignoring the rusted "Trespassers will be Prosecuted" signs.

"Why do you say that?" Jane Taylor asked, climbing over the fence behind him. Hayden had known Jane and her girlfriend Jennifer Allison, since his first year of high school, and had been close friends ever since. Jane was a bit of a tomboy but that's why Hayden liked her. Unfortunately, Jennifer could not come because she broke her ankle a few weeks ago.

"Loo Loo Land" would have a very different meaning in England," Stacy replied as her boyfriend Holly boosted her up the fence. "Holly, come on your turn."

"Are you guys not concerned by the fact this is illegal?" he whisper-yelled, pointing at the signs, still feeling skeptical about entering the park.

Hayden looked at the sign he was pointing at. "I don't think hanging signs are illegal." He looked back at him with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Hayden..." Holly deadpanned.

"Holly! Barely anyone ever comes up here, you think cops will be around here?"

"Ugh, Fine!" Holly said climbing over the fence, "If I get arrested, I want some sort of compensation." Hayden didn't reply.

Out of the four of them, Holly Stevens was the "best behaved" of the group and as a result, never did this sort of thing. Hayden met Holly through his high school's Dungeons and Dragons Club. Sure he was a bit nerdy but thanks to him Hayden learned how to emulate old video games on his computer and helped him pass most of his tests. After he moved out of town, they still kept in touch.

His girlfriend Stacy Carter, Hayden met during one of his late-night Call of Duty: Zombies sessions with Holly. She was playing with them and was talking and getting to know her, in between the frantic shouting and killing zombies. The two of them were visiting Hayden for the week as they lived a few hours away.

"Ah, there he is!" Hayden said looking at an animatronic standing on a pedestal with a microphone in his hand. It was around 3.5 meters tall and "wore" a jester-like outfit complete with the hat. Interestingly it had a devil-like tail. He had a few visible cracks and most of the paint had peeled off, but all his pieces were still attached to his body.

Beside him was a small sign saying: "Hey There! My name's Ozzie! I hope you have fun today!"

"That's creepy..." Stacy said standing next to Hayden, "I like him!"

"I hate him a lot," Holly spoke up from behind them.

Jane smirked and folded her arms, "When you go to sleep tonight, he's going to be under your bed."

"Oh, piss off, Jane"

Hayden chuckled, "Anyway, let's move on." Jane and Hayden lead their friends through the carnival grounds, passing an old, rusted Ferris wheel. It creaked as the baskets swayed gently in the wind. Stacy looked around in wonder, while Holly looked like he was a second away from having a nervous breakdown.

"How did you guys find this place?" Stacy asked.

"During high school, some dumb-ass friends brought us here after a Halloween Party," Jane explained.

"To see who could last the whole night."

The small group passed by a bunch of old carnival games, a shooting gallery, and a ring toss among others. Some of them had some dirty but otherwise intact stuffed toys. Upon noticing this, Stacy's eyes lit up and she ran to the nearest one. The stuffed toy looked to be a red apple-shaped thing wearing a sunhat and a smiley face on the front. Holly walked up beside her, "Don't touch that, that is probably riddled with more disease than a homeless shelter."

"That's why I brought plastic bags," She reached into her backpack and pulled out a small plastic bag. "Just in case I found one or if Holly shit his pants."

"Hey!" Holly whined as Hayden and Jane snickered. Stacy carefully placed the toy in her pack.

"Hey, check this out!" Jane ran over to a carousel with unicorns and seahorses, surprisingly it was mostly intact, the top of the canopy looked like an unwrapped caramel apple. "Let's get some pictures!" Stacy mounted one of the seahorses, it creaked gently under her weight. Hayden got on her seahorse behind her, and Stacy and Holly got on a unicorn right behind them. Jane pulled out her phone. "Alright, guys, eyes up here!" She took a few pictures and checked them. "Nice, I'll send them to you guys later."

"When was this place abandoned? And how have I never heard of it?" Holly asked as the group began walking again.

"I don't think anyone knows." Jane said, putting away her phone, "Rumor has it, one day the rides just began "mysteriously" breaking down and the owner was forced to close this place down."

"Should probably mention that was like what, thirty-ish years ago" Hayden said checking his watch.

"Apparently, the owner was a Satanist," Jane nonchalantly added, "and the rides breaking down was meant to kill people as sacrifices."

"And you believe that?!" Holly yelled, his voice quivering a bit.

"It's a rumor, dude!" Jane shouted, spreading her arms out to add emphasis to her statement. "Chill out, jeez, otherwise Stacy will need another bag!"

"Let's just get to the spot. Okay?" Hayden said, taking the lead.

Holly continued nervously glancing left and right, "Ah!" he shrieked, causing the others to jump. Beside them was a wall of distorted mirrors. Although dirty and cracked, they still managed to project a warped reflection.

"For god's sake Holly," Hayden said rolling his eyes, "Didn't think you were scared of your own reflection."

"I'm not! This place just has me on edge!" He then began rambling, "Seriously! What's wrong with just going to the park early, getting a good spot, and watching the fireworks in the park like normal people?"

"Don't know if you've noticed this dude, we're not normal." Jane retorted.

Without any further discussion, they all continued. The spot turned out to be a family area with rides and attractions designed for families with small children. What once was a place of fun and happiness is now full of dilapidated broken rides, stalls, and attractions. In the middle was a miniature roller coaster with a few carts still on the rails. "Dude, there is a shit ton of photo opportunities around here," Stacy said to herself.

At the back of the area were some old food stands, their old signs saying things like ice cream, hot dogs, candy floss, cotton candy, and other delicious treats. Beside the food stands was a cluster of park benches and next to that was a mostly intact playground. Both had a clear view of the park in the middle of town. In other words: the perfect view for the fireworks.

"Damn," Holly said taking in the view, "Can't deny that view..."

"Okay, Ellie." Hayden snickered.

"Ah, a man of culture, you are," Holly said, taking a seat on the bench.

Holly crossed his arms, "You'd have to live under a goddamn rock to not get that reference."

Hayden took off his bag and pulled his six-pack of Coke and set them on the bench. Stacy on the other hand, pulled out a bottle of bourbon. "Hey," Holly said pointing to the bottle, "I got that for my birthday!"

"Yeah, and it's been sitting there, unopened for months." Stacy rebutted.

Jane put her hands on her hips and looked at Holly disapprovingly, "Holly, how dare you!" She scoffed.

Suddenly a siren blared out, "Get on the fucking ground," a commanding voice from behind them, "You're all under arrest!" Almost instantly, the group began grabbing their things and prepared to run, when laughter pierced the air, they all turned to the source of the laughter. A young woman was doubled over one hand on her knee laughing hysterically and in the other hand was a megaphone. "Oh my god! That was even better than I thought it was going to be!"

"Jennifer..." Hayden said firmly, "Not that I'm not happy to see you. But fuck you!"

"Aww, I love you too Haydie."

Jane walked over to her girlfriend and pulled her into a hug, "Do that again and I'll break your other ankle." She whispered in her ear.

Jennifer gave her a peck on the cheek, "Whatever you say, babe."

Holly picked himself off the ground and dusted himself off, "How'd you even get in here?!" He yelled while motioning to her moon boot. In response she pulled out a pair of bolt cutters, shaking them gently.

"You all honestly believe I would miss out on this?!" Jennifer exclaimed.

Hayden rolled his eyes and opened his box of Coke and began handing them out to everyone. He walked up to Jennifer, "Here's your Coke."

"Thanks" Jennifer cracked it open only for the liquid spray out. As it turns out, Hayden gave her can a good shake.

"Revenge, bitch." Hayden said with a smirk. Jane covered her mouth and giggled quietly.

Jennifer gritted her teeth and shot a glare at Jane, "Fair enough."

Stacy grabbed the bourbon bottle and poured a bit into her can, "Anyone want some?"

Hayden took a gulp of his Coke, "That's a stupid question," he said while presenting his can to her.

"I know, but we have Holly here" She poured I bit into his can.

Holly groaned, "Am I that much of a goodie freakin' two shoes?"

"Holly, you ran the nerd club in high school," Jane spoke up. "You do the math."

He rolled his eyes and held out his can, "Yes, Stacy I would like some bourbon, please." Stacy and

Jennifer stepped up and got some bourbon in their cans shortly after him. Holly Checked his watch. "Guys, the fireworks are going to start any minute now!" Jennifer and Jane took the bench and Holly and Stacy rolled out a blanket to sit down on. Hayden meanwhile stood behind the bench. A bright flash of light flooded the surrounding area followed shortly by a faint, distant boom.

The rest of the group all stood up and began cheering as the beautifully colored fireworks went off.

Their location allowed the group to see the entire spectacle unfold with no interruption and no need to peek over anyone's shoulders.

Hayden pulled out his phone and selected the camera, "Guys!" He called out over his shoulder, "Get in the shot!" Immediately the group got in position, "Alright everyone say: One Helluva Night!"

"One Helluva Night!" They all shouted as a firework detonated behind them.

*FLASH*

11.30 pm

The car pulled up to the opening of a driveway and Hayden stepped out, he was a little tipsy but otherwise okay.

"You sure you don't need any help getting inside?" Holly asked.

"Dude, don't worry," Hayden insisted, "I'm tipsy, not stupid."

"Okay, whatever you say, Hayden." Stacy said from the passenger seat, "Have a good night aye?"

Hayden up the driveway to his front door, staggering a little as he did so. He fumbled with his keys for a moment, then finally managed to get the door open. He stumbled inside, closed the door, and hung his bag on a nearby hook. He stumbled slightly into the living room and after a short while collapsed on the couch.