"Please, you don't have to do this!" whined the party girl host. Who was being gagged and tied up with some tight rope behind her back. The wild party animal bullies cheered and jumped up and down, not really caring about what they were doing anything wrong. They just wanted to have fun.
I couldn't believe how I was handling this. A couple of rude, and obnoxious teenagers pushed me in the dark corner of the wall. I wanted to see what the party animals were planning to do with us. But they blocked me in the corner of my wall behind my back.
I turned around slowly, and watched a couple of wild party bullies start to draw a Satanic symbol in front of the party host girl, tied to her chair. A couple of girls wearing animal masks, started placing white candles around the party girl host in her chair.
Drinking from their plastic alcoholic beverage cups in their hands, they cheered and pumped up their fists in the air. As the DJ at the table by the window in the attic turned up the volume on the record turntable player.
After finishing drinking from their plastic cups, the wild bunch of kids tossed it at the party girl host. She screamed and tried not to let them bully her too much.
One of the tall, and handsome party guests wearing an elephant mask, grabs hold of some kind of prayer or spell book in his hands. Flipping through the pages of the book, he started chanting some words in a language nobody understood.
A gust of wind swirled around us. As lightning flashed outside the closed draped window. My heart was pounding. I couldn't understand what was going on.
Suddenly, the evil symbol in white chalk in front of the party host girl, started to glow. And the flames started to rise up around her. She was crying and kept rocking back and forth in her rocking chair she was tied against.
Finally, Greg who was reading from the spellbook, was jumped suddenly. It was his friend, Yoyo! "I won't let you do this!" he yelled, at Greg. Who dropped the prayer spellbook from his hands. He disappeared under the table where the DJ was not paying attention.
Lightning and energy crackled from the flames shooting up from the candlewicks on the floor. A black swirl of fog rose up from the evil Satanic symbol on the floor.
"I need that book, you idiot!" Greg screamed, loudly. As Yoyo tried grabbing hold of his friend, by his arms, and holding him back. A couple of nearby kids, tripped Greg and Yoyo by their feet.
Yoyo tried to push Greg out of the way, before his head was being knocked on the tub full of poisoned green and red apples, bobbling at the surface of the tank.
The party kids didn't notice the swirl of black fog taking form of a massive ghostlike goblin creature wearing armor. It held a long, sharp pointy sword he got out of his pouch and roared at the top of his lungs!
Taking one look at the giant goblin creature in the center of the chalk symbol, with his threatening sword, the group of wild party animals all tried ran out of the attic door.
But a strong gust of wind made the large, wooden attic, close and lock it from the inside. Trapping the kids in the attic room, with no way to defend them selves.
Yoyo was desperately trying to open the big wooden door, but it wouldn't budge. There was no other way out. They turned to wall next to the closed window draped curtains. And tried to hide behind the yellow, draped curtains in the window next to the DJ.
Lightning flashed outside as the ghost goblin creature started clomping his boots on the way to greet Greg and the startled party goers. Trying not to look at his ugly, green, warty, snout with tusks coming out of his mouth, the goblin monster didn't stop coming toward the startled kids, cowering behind the closed draped curtain.
"Do you know what kind of cursed magic you wacky kids got in to, bringing me here, alive at this haunted house?" the ghost goblin creature yelled at the kids.
I turned around slowly to face the mean spirited monster before us. "We just wanted to have some fun, okay?" I pointed out, trying to make sense of what was going on here. "We didn't do anything wrong!" I yelled some more.
The ghost goblin's eyes flashed red at me. I jumped back and cowered behind the curtains with the other kids. The mean, ugly goblin started walking around the attic floor. Searching for the spell prayer book which was lost underneath the DJ table by the window.
Startling the DJ at the table, the DJ quickly hurried around from his station. Where the ghost goblin just had to look at man and made him run away. Looking down, the goblin creature spotted the overturned spellbook sprawled open next to one of the legs of the table.
The creature bent down and picked up the leather spell prayer book. Taking a closer look at the pages of the book, he gasped and frowned with concern.
The pages were blank! Angrily, the troll creature started to rip out some of the pages of the empty spellbook in his hands. "Is this a joke?" the ghostlike goblin screamed. "How do you expect me to get back home, without the right spell to use?" he growled.
Grabbing hold of the leather bound prayer book in his hands, the ghost goblin leaped out the window. Making the glass shatter as he stumbled to the ground. And disappeared.