Duo and the Beast

As Duo exited the Tallgeese, he promptly ran over and barfed all over the BMW.

“Damn MS.” Duo grunted as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. The ride had not been pleasant, especially since wolves had tried to mark the MS as their territory.

Inside the castle…

“MY CAR!” echoed painfully through the halls.

Anyway…

Duo finally got the nerve to enter the castle.

Once inside, the door slammed shut and locked itself. As luck would have it, most of the candles in the hall also flickered and went out, sending most of the room into pitch-blackness. The only light came from the full moon outside, which cast large, dark shadows on the ghostly red carpet.

“Uh… hello?” the braided boy called timidly into the dark hallway. Slowly, he started forward. As he did so, something furry brushed past his leg.

“EEP! SOMEONE IN HERE IS A REAL PERVERT!” He called angrily to the shadows, but the darkness just seemed to grow ominously back at him.

When nothing replied to his remark, Duo continued on shakily. His eyes soon grew accustomed to the darkness, allowing him to walk through the hall without bumping into most of the furniture and works-of-art-that-look-really-creepy-in-the-dark-that-people-get-from-bargin-bazzars™.

Eventually, Duo reached the end of the hall and arrived in a cozy but dirty-looking den. Grabbing his braid in his hands to prevent it from trailing or brushing against the dusty objects in the room, Duo slowly made his way into the room and came face to face with…

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!”

To be continued >>>