Behind him, Chatter, Smokey and Shotgun let out low moans.
“Pinhead!” Shotgun yelled.
The Cenobites and a skinned body, probably Frank, were heading towards them from the Hellraiser movie. Chance felt a shudder run down his body as he and his brothers tried to find an exit. Fanatic fell through an open one. Rooster just hauled him to his feet before he was stampeded by Chatter, Bear, Shotgun and Smokey. Fanatic patted Rooster, thankfully.
They made it two corridors before the Cenobites caught them, and Smokey collapsed in a heap. Levi and Big Al picked him up as he shrieked and covered his head. Some brothers were laughing but shut up when Bear snapped at them.
“We will tear your soul apart,” Pinhead gloated, appearing and disappearing moments later. Smokey let out a pained wail.
“You think Phoe ain’t got a horror movie in mind for each of us? Laugh it up fuckers, because we’ll be carrying your sorry asses soon enough!”
Everyone shut up; as for the following eight corridors, they were punished for failing to escape. The Cenobites appeared and disappeared. They were grabbed, pushed, and poked. Slimy strands of body parts hit them in the face, and chains clanked as men and women screamed. When they fell through the escape door, Chance noted half his MC looked pale.
“Oh no. It’s Freddie!” Tiny exclaimed.
Chance glanced around and found he couldn’t disagree. The hallway resembled a basement with pipes overhead and gusts of steam escaping them. Thalia shrieked and climbed on Bear’s back, and Clio leapt into Chance’s arms. He staggered at the force of her jump and then hauled her in close as they heard the scratching of knives on pipes.
“Find the exit!” Chance boomed as Clio buried her head in his shoulder.
“Slaughter, move!” Celt roared as Freddie appeared behind them. Instead, Slaughter remained frozen, his eyes wide and mouth working in fear. Freddie’s cackle came back at them as his bladed hands scratched the pipes as he paced towards them.
“Fuck me!” Big Al yelped, bent, and threw the paralysed prospect over his shoulder and jogged after the others.
They made it through five corridors before the darkness found them. The most horrific scenes from the movies lit the walls around them as Freddie showed up in different places. Chey screamed and nearly punched Freddie in the nuts as he popped up in front of her and touched her face with his glove. Darkness fell, and the actor disappeared. When the lights turned on, he was standing behind Tiny, and his blades scratched their way down the brother’s back. Tiny froze, terrified, as Freddie cackled in his ear before darkness fell again and Freddie appeared behind someone else. Chance felt this was the longest so far, and fifteen minutes later, they stumbled across the exit.
They stood in a large room with a bed in the corner. The light was dim and eerily green, and no exit was seen. Celt groaned as he spied a figure on the bed and backed off behind his brothers. A girl lay there in a blue nightdress. She was panting and heaving before she started cursing. Big Al and Fanatic both paled as Fanatic began babbling.
“I am gonna kill Mum. She fuckin’ knows I’m terrified of this film. Shit! Did that bed just move?” Fanatic asked.
“Prospect, grow some balls!” Chance bellowed at his nephew.
“Fuck that. Kick me out tomorrow. Tonight, you’re my Uncle Chance, and you’re protecting me!” Fanatic spat back.
Chance chuckled and shook his head. The cocksure little shit who’d laughed all the way through was now getting his comeuppance. Micah looked terrified. The girl began cursing louder and started lifting from the mattress as she said vile things.
“Find the exit. There has to be one. It will be hidden. Maybe we need to yank a chain or something,” Chance ordered, and everyone spread out, keeping a sharp eye on the figure. Her arms splayed outwards, and she levitated about four feet off the bed. Her feet started moving downwards as her head rose, and she floated upright. She hissed at Chey, who’d got near, and Chey leapt away with a screech. Janey grabbed Chey and yanked her behind her.
“Fuck me!” Janey screeched as slashes appeared on the girl’s face and her skin changed.
“Check the bed!” Chance shouted at Pyro, who stared at Chance incredulously.
“You investigate the fuckin’ bed!” Pyro yelled back.
“Pyro, go to the damn bed!” Chance retorted.
“The fuck I will.” Pyro dug his heels in and mutinied.
“You little bastard, this is mutiny, denying an order from your president!” Chance thundered as the girl’s head twisted.
“Too right!” Pyro said, yanking Janey to him.
“Diesel, check the bed!” Chance snapped.
“Fuck off,” Diesel growled, his eyes on the twisting head. Chance stared at his brothers in disbelief as they all focused on what the girl was doing.
“Hold Clio!” Chance ordered, dumping his beloved wife in Levi’s arms, who was closest. Levi yanked Clio in close as Chance approached the bed. The girl’s head twisted back, and her malevolent gaze fixed on Chance. Keeping one eye on the girl, Chance began searching for a release when green gunk vomited from her mouth and drenched him from head to toe.
“No!” Fanatic yelled as the lights went out, and the girl appeared straight in his face. Fanatic let out a high-pitched scream that Clio would have been dead proud of. Chance felt something under his hands and yanked, and a glowing exit emerged. Fanatic was the first through the door, swiftly followed by Big Al and Celt. Chey was hauling Celt as he staggered out and laughed her ass off as she did. Chance stomped in behind them, took a handful of slime, and wiped it across Chatter’s face and hair. Chatter shrieked as Chance repeated his actions to every male present and held his arms out to Clio. She took one look at him and shook her head.