THE WALL OF MASKS
(What happened later that night)
Star had been helping girls in the dressing room for most of the day, guarding the black curtain room from various aged boys and men from peeking in.
Later, after John, Megan and Sasha left she found some time to put a few masks away. Looking at the wall of grotesque zombie masks with green and red flesh pimples, deformed teeth and cold silver metallic skull masks. The mask that seemed to stand out to her was an orange brown werewolf mask. It always seemed to be looking her way, grinning with its numerous somewhat broken and sharp teeth. It wasn’t the teeth that gave her waves of fear. It was its eyes. Within its dark pupils were orange spirals. The dark orbs seemed to turn and twist begging you to stare into them so it could jump right at you and rip your throat out.
She always tried to avoid looking at it and looked straight ahead. She swore that all the masks were facing forward just a few seconds ago. Before she turned her back and bent over to pick it up. She turned her head, all of the masks were now looking directly at her rear. She swore a brown happy mask was on the forth row up. Now it seemed to move down below her waist next to her rear. It still had its goofy lusty smile. She jumped around to her feet immediately even though she felt silly for doing it. She faced the masks once again.
Her head was playing tricks on her she thought. She was alone on the main floor. Allen had been taking out the garbage in the back of the store. She stretched her arms and body towards one of the top shelves she felt a nibble on her stomach. She quickly came back down with the costume bag over her stomach. She couldn’t quite process what was tickling or nibbling on her body.
Now the clown mask was looking up at her. Spooked and sensing something was wrong with the wall of masks she turned and started to walk forward. Immediately a red, pimply, rubber-like hand held the back of her head in a place, pulling her hair. As Star was about to scream another rubber hand and arm shot around her mouth. More arms wrapped around her waist and legs holding her in place. They Giggled and growled.
* * *
Allen was taking the freight elevator down in the back room garage. He heaved the heavy garbage bag over his shoulder and into the bin. He thought he heard something scream but maybe it was a car outside the garage. He mosied over to the metal, musty, grate elevator and hit the green button. The elevator slowly raised.
* * *
Star was quickly becoming a star on the wall of masks. The hand had unimaginable strength as they moved her twelve feet against the wall. She wiggled in place, struggling to be free of the hold. She was jerked left and right as more giggling was heard. Underneath all the sick laughter she heard a snarl and roar. She was what made her quiver the most. Various disembodied hands moved her around by the waist, legs and hair. Her screams were muffled as the moving rubber masks and arms fondled her breasts, ass and legs. She was suddenly spun around in circles, dropped upside down with her legs spread open in a Y exposing her white panties and skirt down over her waist.
* * *
Allen felt the inexplicable need to whistle as the huge metal elevator ascended halfway to walking platform.
* * *
Half of Star's clothes were now torn off. Somewhat scraped and bloody. Some of the ghoul and zombie masks bit into her shoulder and legs. A vampire mask bit deep into her neck. After sucking for about ten seconds Star was dropped down onto the floor. She was now very weak after being drained of so much blood. She held her wounded neck as she got to her knees. She heard growling. She turned her head to see the werewolf mask with its orange spiral eyes spinning almost hypnotizing her. The alive mask barked then sprang at her. Her mouth was wide open in shock.
She screamed.
* * *
Screaming-like laughter shot out from Megan and Laura. John and Andre were laughing pretty loud too but it was all in good fun. John had imitated Allen’s voice and arm wave pretty well. Laura handed John a glass of Guinness.“Thank you! You didn’t have to buy me a drink.” He replied grinning.
“Ah, shut up and drink.” She replied.
* * *
Allen finally walked through the back doors. He exhaled as if he’d just ran a sprint. He walked past the boxes and into the back of the main store lobby which was just past the hallway of mirrors.
As he walked into the main lobby he was absolutely horrified. A single bagged costume was about five feet from the wall of masks. How could Star be so careless? He thought to himself. Besides this small crime the store looked immaculate. All of the masks faced front as usual. They were almost perfectly spaced apart, none out of place or lopsided. She had really done a fantastic job he thought. Maybe she had to run off immediately after her closing duty. If so she still was supposed to tell him, it was the protocol. Did she really leave?
“Star?” Allen looked around.
The store was absolutely perfectly quite. No sound outside as well. This quietness seem to give out a bloodcurdling scream to Allen’s subconscious.
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