MMM Challenge #2: Miss Fortune

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MISS FORTUNE

 

By Rish Outfield

 

 

EXT. SMALL TOWN STREET – NIGHT

 

A young couple, TARILYN and GEOFFREY, walk along the cobblestones, bickering and laughing. In the distance, the sound of a festival can barely be heard.

 

TARILYN

You just made that up.

 

GEOFFREY

(laughing)

I swear, that’s where the word “geek” came from.

 

TARILYN

No, it’s from the Sixties, like “hippie.”

 

GEOFFREY

You’re thinking of “nerd.” That’s from the Sixties. “Geek” has been around since, like the Eighteen Hundreds.

 

TARILYN

I think you’re lying, but I’m willing to let it go.

 

GEOFFREY

That’s the difference between us. What do you want to do now?

 

TARILYN

I dunno. It’s your pick, Geoffrey.

 

GEOFFREY

Okay. Let’s go back to the motel and watch TV.

 

TARILYN

How boring are you? We’re out, in a strange city, and you don’t want to do things? I didn’t get all dressed up to watch television.

 

GEOFFREY

Alright then, let’s go somewhere and fool around.
TARILYN

I didn’t get all dressed up just to take it off again.

 

EXT. SMALL TOWN EMPTY STREET – NIGHT

 

GEOFFREY

Tarilyn, did we take a wrong turn? Where are all the people?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Hey there, strangers.

 

TARILYN

Oh! You startled us. Hello, sweetie.

 

GEOFFREY

Hey, little girl. Are you lost, or is it us?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Tell you your fortune? Take a step inside.

 

GEOFFREY

No thanks, kid.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Afraid of a glimpse of your future, mister?

 

GEOFFREY

We’re on vacation.

 

LITTLE GIRL

How about you, pretty lady?

 

TARILYN

How much?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Twenty dollars. But for you, ten.

 

GEOFFREY

I’ll save you the money. Tarilyn, I see jet lag, massive credit card bills, and an unhappy return to work next week in your palm.

 

LITTLE GIRL

I don’t read palms. I read the Tarot.

 

TARILYN
YOU’RE the fortune teller?

 

GEOFFREY

What are you, eight?

 

LITTLE GIRL

I am ten, and I have a special gift.

 

TARILYN

Oooh, let’s do it.

 

GEOFFREY

What? Are you serious?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Step right in here, sir and madam.

 

TARILYN

Alright.
GEOFFREY

Oh, come on.

 

INT. TENT – NIGHT

 

They enter a tent, and all outside noise is silenced.

 

LITTLE GIRL

I have on the table a special deck of the sacred Tarot, a way to peek into destiny.

 

GEOFFREY

Tare, you don’t believe in that stuff, do you?

 

TARILYN

As a matter of fact, I do.

 

GEOFFREY

(scoffs)

You believe in everything.

 

TARILYN

I didn’t believe you about the dudes who bite the heads off chickens.

 

GEOFFREY

I just can’t win.

 

TARILYN

I should’ve told you that before we started dating. Sorry.

 

GEOFFREY

Honey, I—

 

TARILYN

Shh, she’s dealing.

 

The sound of cards on a table can be heard.

 

LITTLE GIRL

The Hermit.

 

TARILYN

Yep, that’s you, Geoff.

 

LITTLE GIRL

The Hermit represents travel. Solitude. A transition. The end of something.

 

GEOFFREY
Big surprise. We are on vacation.

 

LITTLE GIRL

It is crossed by the Lovers.

 

TARILYN

Is that both of us, or just Geoffrey?

 

LITTLE GIRL

In this case, it signifies an unhappy choice for the Hermit.

 

GEOFFREY

Say, like, coming in to get my palm read by a kid?

 

LITTLE GIRL

(sad surprise)

Oh. A separation. One of you will leave. A happy union split in two, a crossroads reached, and the wrong turn taken.

 

TARILYN
Dammit, Geoffrey, I knew you were being distant.

 

GEOFFREY

When?

 

TARILYN

I felt it before, but I thought it was my imagination.

 

GEOFFREY
It is your imagination.

 

TARILYN
All I needed was a sign. And here it is.

 

GEOFFREY

Come on, this is bullshit.

 

TARILYN

You’re not going to leave me, Geoffrey. ‘Cause I’m gonna beat you to it.

 

GEOFFREY
It’s a joke, Tare, a scam. It doesn’t mean anything.

 

TARILYN

Yeah? Neither do you!

 

She stomps out. He is now alone with the kid.

 

GEOFFREY

This night just keeps getting better.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Whoops. There she goes.

 

GEOFFREY

Why would you do that? I’ll be lucky if she lets me in our hotel room.

 

LITTLE GIRL
I just laid the cards as they wanted to be laid.

 

GEOFFREY

You’re a real help, kid. In the future, if you want a big tip, tell people they’re gonna live forever, that their love is perfect and one in a millio—

 

LITTLE GIRL

Wait, you don’t have to pay me, mister. Let me make it up to you.

 

GEOFFREY

How? Explain to my girlfriend that tarot cards are less reliable than fortune cookies?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Come on.

 

EXT. SMALL TOWN EMPTY STREET – NIGHT

 

They go outside. The only sound that can be heard is a nightbird and their footfalls.

 

GEOFFREY

(calling)

Tarilyn!

(beat)

She’s gone. I don’t even know which way the hotel is. I can’t remember how we got here.
LITTLE GIRL

You’ve been drinking.

 

GEOFFREY

A little, yeah. But that doesn’t mean–

 

LITTLE GIRL

I can help you get back.

 

GEOFFREY

I don’t . . .

(sighs)

Oh, alright.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Follow me.

 

GEOFFREY

Do you know the Royal Chidister Hotel?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Oh yeah, everyone knows that one. Nice rooms.

 

GEOFFREY

Wait, where did everybody go? There was dancing, music, people everywhere.

 

Silence.

 

GEOFFREY

I thought this city never went to sleep.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Tourists, maybe. The locals are all indoors tonight.

 

GEOFFREY

They are? Why’s that?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Have you ever heard of the Raw Head?

 

GEOFFREY

They were an Eighties metal band, right? Man, they sucked.

 

LITTLE GIRL

It’s a creature, mister. Rawhead and Bloody Bones, a story people tell.

 

GEOFFREY

(distracted)

A story.

 

LITTLE GIRL

A scary story. And maybe more than a story.

 

GEOFFREY

Is that the main street? It seems too dark.

(beat)

Right or left?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Left.

 

GEOFFREY

(muttering, nervous)

You ought to be careful, out here by yourself, you know?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Years ago, there was an old woman who lived here, when this was all forest. She lived by herself, but she had pet pigs. She loved the pigs.

 

GEOFFREY

Right. Who doesn’t?

 

LITTLE GIRL

But the townspeople wanted a feast for their war celebration, so they caught some of the pigs, slaughtered them, had a big banquet.

 

GEOFFREY

Is that what all the buffets were about today and yesterd—

 

LITTLE GIRL
Yes. But what the villagers didn’t know was that the old woman was a witch. She was furious when she found out. And she cast a magic spell on the remains of her friends the pigs.

 

GEOFFREY

Oh, I saw this once. Disney movie.

 

LITTLE GIRL

The bones and meat and uneaten flesh came to life and began to walk around.

 

GEOFFREY

If it bit the heads off chickens, I’m going to be somewhat impressed.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Not chickens, mister. But you’re on the right track.

(beat)

It was hungry to put a little fat on its bones.

 

GEOFFREY

(laughs)

You gotta tell my girlfriend this story when we get back. I like history alright, but she just loves ghost stories and internet rumors and you know, Di Vinci Codebreakers and conspiracies.

(beat)
I wish she was here now.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Well, the Rawhead, as folks called it, was too awful to look at, too obviously a monster, so its mother cast another spell before she died, that the Rawhead could choose to look like whatever it wanted. That made hunting a lot easier.

 

GEOFFREY

And let me guess: tonight is the anniversary of the night the monster was born. Something everybody in the town knows about and celebrates? Tamilyn would love this!

 

LITTLE GIRL

Turn right here.

 

GEOFFREY

Wow, it’s creepy to see the streets abandoned like this. I hope Tamilyn made it back okay.

 

LITTLE GIRL

Oh, I’m sure she’s fine.

 

Their footfalls are loud and echoey on the cobblestones. Geoffrey’s breathing gets louder.

 

GEOFFREY

I can’t believe nobody would be out walking around. It’s . . . unsettling, you know?

(sighs)

So, kid, all the people really believe this story?

(beat)

Do you believe in the Rawhide?

 

LITTLE GIRL
Raw head. I do.

 

GEOFFREY

Uh huh.

(spooked)

Well, maybe we, uh, should talk about something else.

 

EXT. SMALL TOWN EMPTY ALLEY – NIGHT

 

A dog barks somewhere. But no other sound.

 

GEOFFREY

So, how long have you been telling fortunes?

 

The footfalls stop.

 

GEOFFREY
Hey, wait a minute. This isn’t the right street. It just ends at that wall.

 

LITTLE GIRL

It’s fine. Look.

 

GEOFFREY

What? What am I looking at?

 

LITTLE GIRL

Look . . . at me.

 

GEOFFREY

What do– My god, what’s that on your face?

 

LITTLE GIRL

My face.

 

GEOFFREY

N-no. You didn’t look like this before. Your eyes are . . . your teeth . . .

 

LITTLE GIRL

(amused)

Go ahead and say it. From the fairy tales.

 

GEOFFREY

Wh-what?

 

LITTLE GIRL

You know . . . what big teeth you have.

 

GEOFFREY

Help! Somebody help me!

 

LITTLE GIRL

Ah well.

 

The man screams, but it is cut very short. Crunch crunch. Squirt squirt.

 

The creature laughs, the combination of a child, a pig, and something else.

 

The End

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To vote for this story in the 201 Masters of the Macabre Writing Challenge, send an e-mail to horroraddicts@gmail.com
Voting ends: July 27th, 2015

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