The bloody feast

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Two young man get invited to a party, where the devil has set his alter, and expects a sacrifice. Enjoy!

Submitted: October 27, 2014

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Mark was in the backseat of Gabriel's car, his blue, devil mask in his hand, trying to figure out how to put it on. The road up to the mansion was terrible, every hole in the ground seem like it was two meters deep. The car would bump every time making Mark and Gabriel jump from their seats. -The woods seem quite lonely at night- Gabriel thought as he stared out of the open window. He lived in the city and the few times he passed through the country  and the few times he did the only thing he saw was drunken drivers on the highway, at night though, on a road as empty as this ,things seemed different, more peaceful. He was glad Mark suggested the trip. "So, when did you get the letter?" Gabriel asked.
 Mark kept his eyes on the mask. "I told you dude, it came in the mail, tow days ago.",

"And, you're sure we're invited to this masquerade?" Gabriel asked, in a cynical tone.

"Yeah dude! Wait I'll read it to ya!" Said mark as he took a dirty piece of paper out of his pocket. He opened, careful not to tare the old paper. He started reading in a monotone voice: "Mark Green, you are hereby invited to a masquerade in the honor of the 70th birthday of Sir Laurence O'Connell. You are required to wear a mask that would cover most of your face, and you can bring up to two people with you.P.S.  Bring this letter as an invitation to the party."

Mark finished reading and cleared his throat. "See man, told you it was legit." He said putting the letter back in his pocket. "Yeah, but why would a nobleman invite you to his birthday!" Gabriel asked as if mocking him. Mark put earphone on as if trying to tell Gabriel to shut up.

After some time, they arrived at the mansion. It was a big, yellow house with two balconies that stretched across the second and third floors. The Entrance was in the middle, guarded by two man in black suits and bird masks on their faces.
 Mark and Gabriel stepped out of the car and put on their masks. Mark's mask was a mask of the devil with two small horns and holes for eyes, and Gabriel had a white mask with feathers that covered only his eyes. They stepped toward the door.

"Good evening gentleman." One of the guards said, speaking in what seemed like a Scottish accent.

""Hey.." Said Mark looking confused at the door.

"Is this where the party's at?" he asked.

The two guards gave him a cold looks, and answered after a moment, "Yes, your invitations sir?"

Mark reached into his pocket and took out the letter, the guards opened it and paused for a moment, as if they couldn't believe that he was invited. "Very well sir." Finally said one of the guard's,they opened the door and allowed Mark and Gabriel to come in.  The hall was huge, a large step case made out of stone led down to the giant room. It was circular, with painted walls with pictures of the Greek and Roman Gods. Above the room was a dome made out of glass, showing clearly the starry night sky. The slowly stepped down the stairs into the huge room. In one corner, on what seemed to be the podium a whole orchestra was playing, With one leading violinist in a red cape and with a red devil mask at the front. The room was fulled with people, man and women, boys and girls all dressed for the occasion. Mark and Gabriel stood out in their white shirts and jeans. "Dude..." Mark said in amazement as he stared up at the glass dome. They went through the room slowly, admiring every corner of it. They got through the middle part of the room where couples were dancing, and went into a smaller part with the tables. Gabriel set on a small table pushing Mark down to sit too.

"Dude this is awesome! Look at all the girls!" Mark whispered.

"Shut up!" Gabriel whispered back in an angry tone, "You think they want to hang out with us! This is a fancy party dude! We shouldn't be here!"

Mark's smile faded away "What are you talking about dude!? This is perfect!" Gabriel had something to say but was cut off mid sentence, when the music stopped. Everyone looked up, and on the podium, next to the violinist, old Sir Laurence appeared, with his young daughter. She was about Mark's age barely over twenty, with shoulder long blonde hair, and almost unnaturally pale skin. The violinist in the red mask stepped up and started talking: "We have all gathered here today! To celebrate the 70th birthday of our dear Sir Laurence! And what better way to celebrate it, than with a game..." His voice was muffled by the mask. In that moment two man in white, expressionless masks grabbed Sir Laurance's daughter, a rusty old cage was lowered from the center of the dome,and they looked her in it. The cage was raised up high above the room as the girl screamed.

"And we shall play, tag.." The violinist laughed, "I believe you have all brought weapons as instructed, yes? Good! You have the whole mansion to yourselves! The last one standing wins the bride!" The violinist slashed Ser Laurence's throat. Leaving him to bleed to death on the floor.

Mark and Gabriel stood up, as did all the other quests, and they all took out weapons, some had swords and knifes, and some had injections of poison, and they all started brutally killing each other, in that panic Mark and Gabriel ran across the room, blood and guts splashing on the floor. The people who, a moment ago, seemed like the highest nobility, now fought each other like dogs. Mark and Gabriel ran into a small door at the end of the room. They closed the door behind they luckily nobody noticed them yet.

"This, this is fucked up man,,, this!" Mark kept repeating as he panted heavily.

"Keep your shit together man! We need to get out of here!" Gabriel said, as he explored the small dark closet they found themselves in.

"What!? Have you seen what they're doing out there!" Mark shouted filled with rage.
"And who's that violinist guy anyway!"

"They're all just  trying to survive!" Gabriel said as he turned over the old boxes that filled the barley lit room. Mark set down on the floor with his back facing the door. Gabriel moved the boxes, and found a spear which seemed to be very old, most likely from a museum. "This should help." She said as he picked it up. Mark looked at him surprised, "You aren;t really gonna kill people are you!" He shouted, and in that moment the door behind him was force opened by an axe. The person holding it was a middle aged woman, in along bloody dress, she smiled when she saw them "There you are my pretties!" She said in an ominous voice, the woman slowly walked up to them as Mark was crawling back toward Gabriel. Gabriel took the spear and threw it in her chest, she fell down screaming with a horrified expression on her face. Mark and Gabriel ran out of the closet to find that most of the people are lying dead on the ground or dying. The few that were left were: an older, fat man, with a gun, a small girl who was naked and held a large knife, and a young man who was curled up in the corner crying.  "Hey! Let's get out of here!" Gabriel shouted to all of them, the little nude girl turned towards him "Do you wanna fuck me?" She said and stated laughing uncontrollably, she ran towards them with the knife screaming, but Gabriel met her with his spear  Mark looked away as the girl died, and Gabriel started to shake dropping the spear.

"Stay away from me!" The man cried in the corner, only to be shot by the old man with the gun. "Why did you do that for! What did he do to you!" Mark shouted at the man, he smiled and said "Shut up, faggot." Mark screamed in anger, felling a rage filling his body. He picked up the girl'\\s knife and started to cut the man to pieces all while the man laughed only to shut up when he was dead. A slow clap was heard from the stairs, Mark and Gabriel looked, and saw the violinist walk down with two old the masked man. "Bravo! You tow are the only one left!" The cage lowered down to the ground as the girl cried softly.

"Let us go! We won!" Gabriel shouted through his tiers."Not yet!" The man approached them, "Only one ,can win.." Mark and Gabriel looked at each other, they knew each other as long as they could remember and this man is asking them to kill each other. Gabriel was ready to kill the man and run, but Mark stood up and in one quick motion severed Gabriel's head. He fell to his knees in front of the body, and puked blood all over the corpse. "Well done!" The violinist shouted as he opened the cage and got teh girl down to her knees in front of Mark. "She's yours now." He said looking at him through the mask. "Let us go..." Mark said in a quiet, angry voice, the violinist laughed "Oh no no no no.... You can have her...once...and then your both die!" mark looked at him taking off his mask, "You... you want me to rape her?" The violinist nodded. Mark then screamed, took his knife and shoved it deep into the man's chest. But in that moment the violinist turned into black smoke, he appeared again behind Mark, grabbed his head, and broke hin neck, killing him instantly. The violinist looked at the girl on the floor, "You are lucky.." He said as he and his man disappeared, living the bloody mess, and the poor victim behind them.


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