Day CCXXXVI

Back to the Party

    “Oh my goodness, dat splains it.”

     Morgana stretched her arms out, hands opened, and palms facing up...

     “Splains wat?” She pleaded.

     “You two just had a bad trip…a very bad one! It’s why you confused me with that stupid movie character, why you kept talking about vampires, and why ya begged me not to eat ya.” He smiled, as he grabbed his chin with his hand, and continued: “He hee heee…Now it makes sense.”

      “Sonia how could you?”

      “I didn’t na ya nevah tried acid befo! It was an impulse thang. I’m really sorry.”

      “Well it’s a done thing, now. You can chalk it up to experience, and some day you will really laugh about this, believe me.”

     “Well da scary part is ova, thank goodness,” Sonia added.

     “Well doya wanna go home or the party?’

     “Well my poise an tings is back da, I hafta go back.”

      “Me too,” Morgana added.

     “Okay then, follow me!” Iggy smiled.

     They walked behind him, and it wasn’t as bad as before. They followed him up the stairs, avoided looking into the laboratory. The door was still open, and the body was visible on the table. That still terrified them. They spied the pictures on the walls, but didn’t really look at them. They realized it was really a funeral parlor, and though it still gave them chills, they kept their eyes on Iggy’s heels as they climbed the stairs. When they reached the top, Iggy pointed, and said:

     “Da, dat door right da, it’s Horhey’s apartment. If I ever see youse again, I pray it’s under more pleasant soicumstances.” Then he turned around, and went back down the stairs.

      “God bless ya Iggy!” Morgana whispered.

     He waved back, and continued down the stairs. They stood there trying to figure out what to do next, what to say, and how to make their entrance.