The Scarehouse Page #2

---

so we can judge her better.

Katrina Larson, welcome to the party.

Thanks. How do I open this?

Did you come alone

as per your instructions?

Do you see anyone else with me?

Are you ready to face your fears?

Okay, sure, whatever, Jackie.

It's cold out here.

Try more clothes!

Enter if you dare!

- What, do sluts get in for free?

- Slut discount!

You'll never make it out alive!

I'll eat your soul!

See the freak show. One night only!

What kind of c*nt jumps someone

in a haunted house?

This kind!

Who knew a whore like you

could take a good choking?

Slut!

Slut.

Let's get wonder whore out of here.

- We want to see your holy hole!

- Get out of here, you perverts!

Close the door!

Don't worry,

she's not always this controlling.

One, yes, she is.

Two, the only reason why I put with her

is so I know I'm not

the biggest c*nt out there.

- Stop saying that word!

- I don't say it that much.

- Bullshit!

- She's a cuntasaurus.

She's such a c*nt! C*nt! F***ing c*nt!

C*nt hear you! C*nt! C*nt! C*nt!

It's the final cuntdown!

Daddy, they made me have it here,

I told them that it wasn't allowed.

Who picked out your outfits?

Twinsies!

- Geoff just sent me a dick pic.

- That's nasty.

Emily, if and when you do start f***ing,

I bet you f*** like an accountant.

Corey and Elaina.

One row for each of you.

Thrown 'em back before we go!

Whorey-Corey in the lead!

Trust me, you're going to want

to be socially lubricated.

- We all had to do it.

- One more!

Good girl!

Elaina, how do you feel?

I'm fine.

Well engineered, winner.

I think somebody needs a costume change.

I think the limo's here!

Waking up naked in a strange room

isn't much of a new thing for you?

Nice one!

- How'd you get out?

- Good behaviour.

You know what I missed

the most on the inside?

A nail file.

Good quality shampoo.

- My vibrator.

- Yes.

Yes. Exactly.

Elaina, do you think Katrina here

has been missing any of that?

Short of a good waxing,

I don't see what else she's missing.

You know what? She looks even more fake

than the last time we saw her.

Fake? How can that be?

She's all natural.

She prides herself on it.

Don't you, Kat?

Is this party your idea then?

This is what? You're trying to embarrass me

for doing what was right for the sorority?

Right?

Told ya!

It's just as fake as her story.

I'm sorry...

- what was right?

- You don't know how hard it was to...

...and I think that somewhere

along the way you lost touch

with one of the founding ideals

of our little sisterhood:

finding strength in your inner beauty.

I wanted to visit.

I did, I wanted to talk.

You've spent so much time

Frankenstein-ing yourself

that I think it's time for the good

doctor and I to kill the monster.

Elaina, since we're all sharing here...

what did you miss most on the inside?

Getting my nails done.

There's just no good way

to sneak in an Asian lady,

no matter how small they are.

Prison changes you.

Stop!

Nobody asked you, slut,

so save your breath

for the next time that your mouth is full.

Corey, why don't you tell us

what you missed inside?

When you have nothing to do but think...

I thought a lot about you, Katrina.

All sorts of things, as you can imagine.

But what I really wanted to know was...

what it would feel like

to have these long...

natural... eyelashes.

Take a big, deep breath.

- Are those real?

- They are real.

Verbatim.

Let's see if you are a grand prize winner.

So, like, what is this?

Some sort of sex party? Need a dude?

Well...

- we just might.

- Seriously?

If you can handle it.

Let me show you something special.

What was that?

That's what a female orgasm

sounds like. Unfamiliar?

Okay, we are just going

to finish up our girl fun,

so you just try not

to blow your load, okay?

Okay.

Right.

Be right back, big boy.

What the f***? We have to get rid of him.

No, we don't.

We have a plan and we stick to it.

How far are we going to get

if he wanders out of there?

He's piss drunk,

he probably won't even remember!

Oh, probably?

This is your fault. You were supposed

to make this place idiot proof!

This is applied engineering.

It's a fourth year class.

You know I only had textbook theory

for half a semester.

- It's the same thing.

- No, it's not!

I built this place on a lot of theory

and this is a test run.

So give me a fricken break

on a few minor flaws.

Minor flaws?

Forgetting to put out chips and dip

is a minor flaw. A witness is major!

Everyone's going to know we did this,

Corey! Why do you even care?

He's not leaving here alive.

You're going to lock him in that closet

and someone's going

to find him when we're done.

Do you understand?

Fine, but I'm knocking him out.

Whatever.

Go.

Grab his phone. Go!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, you guys,

please help me! Please!

Please help me!

Hey!

Shut up, b*tch!

Your acting sucks balls.

- She's really hot, though.

- Yeah, in a mousey way.

No! No! Oh, my God, you guys!

Stop! Please!

Please, no more.

We'll go to the police together.

You don't get to enter a plea deal.

It didn't work for Elaina and I in court.

Please stop.

You're lucky you only had

one night of torment.

The cards fell exactly as they should've.

Two people in jail instead of all of us.

So we didn't matter?

Swept under the rug.

Brandon's family hating us.

People throwing rocks

through my mom's window.

No chance at a normal life,

and all for what?

So you could keep whoring your way through

the student body trying to not feel alone?

Katrina, look at me!

I lost everything!

My family says they know it was a mistake,

but I can see it in their faces.

In all their faces!

I'm a f***ing disgrace!

Go on, Katrina, bargain with that.

You want money? 'Cause if you let me call

my dad, he'll give you anything you want.

Oh, that's rich.

That way you can see us go back to jail

while you cover your scars with more money?

You think this is funny?

Elaina, you know how Matt kept

visiting you in jail those first few months?

Yeah, I f***ed him every night

when he got back.

Told him everything was going to be okay.

He confided in me.

Why do you think he stopped visiting?

I helped him get over you,

like the rest of us did.

People move on. I think you should too.

But now, instead,

you're going back to jail

where you belong!

No, I won't be. See you in hell,

you arrogant, diseased twat.

Well, that was unscripted.

I... I told you, I...

I only have the theory down.

Why does everyone think I'm a lesbian?

I spent two years in a women's

correctional facility,

I think I would know if I was gay or not.

Same reason my shrink and my mom both

think I need anger management therapy.

I think there's some truth in it.

What the f*** are you looking at, Emily?

God.

Make me a drink, c*nt!

You might want to stick to water.

You don't want to do anything you regret.

So we're still a few hours away from

finding out who our new sister will be...

but first we have to find our victim.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes