Night of the Demons Page #3

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That's not gonna work.

We don't get service out here.

I haven't got a text message

all night.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Isn't this obvious?

These have got to be

the people that disappeared

from Evangeline's party.

Sweet!

Oh, my God, Colin.

Don't worry, Maddie.

I'm out of here.

Bye, you guys.

Come on, Angela.

Fess up.

You set us up tonight

just like with the mirror.

You guys,

this room was sealed off.

Is that a gold tooth?

It bit her!

Probably a reflex thing.

Okay, guys.

The f***ing gate is locked.

Ange, please tell me

you have the goddamn keys.

Um, yeah, they're...

they're upstairs in my bag.

Just go grab 'em.

Oh, f***.

Um, let's get out of here.

I'll be right behind.

It's the creepiest sh*t

I've ever seen.

Let's get the f***

out of here.

We'll go now.

That was weird.

This is just too f***ing weird.

Piece of sh*t, man!

Maybe the lock's

on the other side or something.

No, no. I already tried.

Okay, this is no good.

You know, the police probably

closed it when they left,

and it must have locked

automatically.

Know what we need now?

A drink.

Come on. Let's go.

What's going on with you?

You don't want to know.

I'm f***ed.

Stuck here all night.

Is there any alcohol?

Drink, drink, yes!

Well, I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

F***...

...this.

Guess we're gonna be

spending the night.

Vodka or gin?

What do you want?

Thanks, bro.

Guys...

I got it.

The bodies in the basement...

The way they're all arranged...

It's got to be black magic.

Oh, come on.

No, no, no. It fits perfectly

with the full story.

You see, there was one survivor

left that night.

Evangeline's maid.

When the cops came

in the morning,

they found her up in her room,

and she'd gone crazy.

She wrote all kinds of sh*t

all over the walls...

spells, story, everything.

You see, Evangeline Broussard

was in love with Louis Devereaux.

But he didn't love her.

She was so desperate

that she turned to love spells.

She started practicing

all kinds of magic, voodoo,

witchcraft, hoodoo.

And somehow by accident,

she got in touch with eviI spirits.

They tricked her.

They told her if she invited Louis

and some friends over

for a Halloween sance

that he'd fall in love with her.

But they had other plans.

Everything started fine,

and then something went

very, very wrong.

By the end of the night,

six people had vanished,

Evangeline was dead,

and the maid had lost her mind.

All because of the eviI spirits.

That's what the maid said.

But you know what?

Evangeline probably

just butchered them.

Or sacrificed them.

Let me hit that.

Yeah. Sure.

I don't know what else

we're gonna do all night.

Hey, are you okay?

Angela, you don't look so good.

Skeleton bite.

Come on!

It's not a skeleton bite.

I'm sorry.

I- I think I need to find a bathroom.

Hey.

Totally weird.

You're all playing games?

Good.

- Come on.

- Join us.

Yeah.

Perfect.

All right.

You're up.

- My turn?

- Yep.

Yes!

Oh, you're excited

about two girls kissing?

That's so predictable.

Yeah, Lily, it's also eternally great.

I wish you didn't look so stupid.

Well, at least my b*obs

aren't hanging out.

- Slut.

- Come here.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yuck! You taste all boozy!

God, you know

what really sucks, man?

There's f***ing dead bodies

downstairs,

and you guys are playing

f***ing spin the bottle.

Yeah, well, light as a feather,

stiff as a board comes next.

And I don't think

the bodies are going anywhere.

You know,

they've probably been there

since before our parents

were born, so...

F*** it. I can't get out.

So Nigel can't get in, right?

Come on, Colin.

- Uh... I'm up?

- Yep.

- Oh, my...

- I want to see some guy-on-guy.

No way.

Come on! Fair is fair.

Whatever. You're chicks.

You can get away with it.

It's different if you're a guy.

That's a good point.

Oh, what are you, homophobic?

- Oh, shut up.

Rules are rules.

- Come on. Just do it.

- Your turn. Pucker up.

Like a band aid.

Just do it. Come on.

- Come on.

- Whatever.

Whip it out.

Whatever. Fine. Fine.

On 3.

Oh, come on!

Let's go.

Sh*t.

- Come on.

- Go.

No tongue?

Congratulations.

You are officially gay.

I'm gonna dinghy myself.

Oh, sh*t.

I swear, I didn't...

Yeah!

Dex?

You and I need

to go have a talk.

Yeah, sure.

So... you're a good kisser.

You have no idea.

Dex, I'm really...

I am so sorry.

I don't mean to get jealous.

It's just...

Oh. What's wrong?

I just got this...

Are you okay?

It's hot.

Come over here.

I can make you feel better.

It sucks that the party

got shut down, Ange.

Drink.

I think that's a little much

for just me.

Drink. I want to get lucky.

Oh, my God.

This f***ing blows.

There's got to be another gate

somewhere, right?

Nope.

Looks like you're staying here

tonight.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, Colin.

There probably is

another gate somewhere.

Why don't we go look for it?

Yeah, I think you're right.

- Okay.

- Would you...?

Sorry.

Hello.

Want some?

Sure.

Okay.

Um, you know what?

I'm just... uh...

Uh, wait up, guys.

I'm... I'm coming with you.

Baby?

Baby, whoa, if you're gonna

put it in there,

you're gonna need to use

one of those...

What was that?

I think it was over in those bushes.

No. It came from the house.

It's just the stereo, guys. Chill.

God.

# She's in love with herself #

# She likes the dark #

# On her milk-white neck #

# The deviI's mark #

# Now it's Old Hallow's Eve #

# The moon is full #

# Will she trick or treat? #

# I bet she will #

# She's got a date at midnight #

# With Nosferatu #

# Oh, baby, Lily Munster

ain't got nothing on you #

# Well, when I called her eviI #

# She just laughed #

# And cast that spell on me #

# Boo-b*tch craft #

I'm... I'm sorry.

Ange, I think I've had

a little too much to drink.

No, you didn't.

# You can't go out

'cause your roots are showing #

# Dye 'em black #

I'm sorry, Ange. I...

# Loving you #

# Loving you #

I should've stayed, man.

She was all over me.

Who... Angela?

Dude, she was all over everyone,

brother.

What was I thinking?

I could've f***ed her.

Sh*t.

So, how has everything been?

I don't know, man.

Same old sh*t, different day.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Are you seeing anyone?

Oh, me?

No.

My life is way too f***ed up

for that sh*t right now, man.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, definitely.

Okay.

There's no other gate, guys.

Face it. There's no other exit.

We've been around it twice.

That doesn't f***ing

make any sense, man.

Isn't that against, like,

fire codes or some sh*t?

This place is 150 years old.

I don't think they cared

about fire codes.

People were f***ing stupid

I got to take a piss.

I'll be right back.

- Want some help with that?

- F***.

Lily! Sorry.

I- I didn't know you were in here.

Mm, it's all right.

Fix my whiskers?

With this?

Lily... you okay?

Stoned or something?

Fix my whiskers.

O- okay.

No.

Not there, silly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

W- wait a sec.

Uh, what about Dex?

What the...

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