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...all long pig, all the time... ([personal profile] froodle) wrote in [community profile] eerieindiana2017-11-16 10:02 pm

Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Parking



“SPACE!” said the flashing red sign outside of Eerie’s only multi-level car park. A line of slow-moving cars inched along the road outside, the drivers staring fixedly ahead, their fingers tapping an impatient staccato rhythm against the steering wheel.

“What about there?” said Simon.

Marshall shook his head, running one reassuring hand across the scarred and pitted dashboard of his third-hand vehicle. The car, which had begun to shudder and whine as the tall cinderblock tower loomed closer on the horizon, settled beneath the soothing motion, the elderly engine subsiding into a smooth purr.

“Trust me,” he said. “I’d rather park her at my folks’ place and walk.”

“Haunted?” asked Simon, twisting in the passenger seat to get a better look as they drove by.

Marshall started to shake his head again, then stopped.

“Maybe,” he conceded. “I don’t know. The fluorescents blink on and off like they’re a prop in a horror movie, but the whole structure stinks of pee so I never felt the need to stick around and investigate.”

“It’s not haunted,” said Dash. He was sitting in the back, feet up, heavy black boots smearing mud and mud-snake venom all over Marshall’s freshly-valeted car seats. “The elevators don’t work and there are spiders the size of small dogs breeding in the stairwells, but it’s down to crappy maintenance, not Casper and friends.”

“Huh,” said Simon, giving the car park a final, disappointed glance.

Marshall was listening to something, words buried in the hiss and pop of the automobile’s badly-tuned radio. He nodded.

“Apparently sometimes when the barricade goes up, the whole interior vanishes and it opens into the vacuum of space,” he relayed. “Just an endless sea of blackness, with the bloated and frozen corpses of a thousand Saturday shoppers floating in the dark amidst crumpled bits of metal.”

Dash rolled his eyes.

“Your car needs to spend less time with you,” he said. “She’s starting to get weird.”





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