Ren Faire: a Tale From the Tome of Bill
Rule of Three Blogfest
Prompt: Someone is killed or almost killed
Word count: 592
Part 1: Bill
Part 2: Tom
“Where are you going, Bill? I asked as my sun-averse friend suddenly veered towards the boarded up storefront we were passing.
“Come on. Let’s see what she wants.” he replied, heading towards the oddly open doorway of the dilapidated structure.
“She?” asked Ed.
“Yeah yeah, I’m hurrying.” Bill complained as he stepped inside.
“Maybe his mask’s on too tight.” I commented, following.
I found him standing in the middle of an empty room. Judging from the dust on the shelves, this shithole had been closed for some time. However, my more immediate concern was the conversation Bill was having with thin air.
“I’m pretty sure this is breaking and entering.” Ed stated as he joined us.
“It’s cool.” replied Bill as he pulled off his hood. “Kymara owns this place.”
“A Chimera owns this...” I started to ask when the door suddenly swung shut behind us. Ok, that was a little weird. But still, after learning that one’s best friend has been turned into a vampire, one tends to up their tolerances of the strange and unusual.
Bill responded with, “No, stupid. Kymara, with a K.” as if that answered anything. “This is her store.” He then addressed the space next to him, “Kymara, these are my friends.”
This of course prompted Ed to ask, “Who the fuck are you talking to?”
“Lack of pussy has finally driven him over the edge.” I noted.
Bill looked at us as if we were morons. “I’m talking to her.” he said, pointing towards nothing.
“Yeah, definite pussy deprivation.” I stated. “There’s nobody else here, dude.”
“Don’t be assholes. Of course...” Bill stopped and again turned towards the nothingness. “What? No shit!?” He blinked a few times and then addressed us. “She says she’s a ghost.”
“A ghost.” Ed repeated. “Well ok then.” he replied with dubious tone.
Bill paused again and then added. “She says that I can see her because I’m already half in her world. The whole being dead thing, I guess.”
“Makes as much sense as anything.” commented Ed with a shrug. “So what does this...”
“Is she hot?” I interrupted.
“Is the ghost hot?” I repeated.
“Well yeah, I guess.” Bill replied. “Except for...”
“Except for what?”
“Nevermind.” he finished.
“Dibs!” I proclaimed.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Ed asked me.
“I’m calling dibs.”
“You’re calling dibs on a ghost?”
“Sure. I’d do a ghost.” I answered.
“You worry me, dude.” responded Ed.
“Oh come on. It’d be great!” I explained. “You wouldn’t need a condom. No chance of getting a disease. And then when morning comes...*poof*...they vanish into the ether. It’s like the perfect woman.”
There was a momentary pause as they no doubt pondered my genius, and then Bill started walking around the counter. I heard him say, “Yeah, he’s always like that. Sorry.” as he disappeared into the back.
Ed and I shared a glance and then he called out to Bill, “And you’re going where exactly?”
“The mines.” he yelled back. “She needs our help to...OH FUCK!!”
There was the sound of wood snapping and then a loud crash. I started in that direction, but Ed put his hand on my shoulder to stop me. Before I could protest, he activated the screen of his phone to light the way.
Good thing he did. As we followed, we found a large hole in the rotting floorboards. I didn’t know how far it went, but in the meager light I couldn’t see the bottom.
“Bill, are you okay?” I called down into the darkness.
To Be Continued...