NWHS Story (Part 104)

Soos continues shaking Stan, trying to wake him up. “Mr. Pines!!” He looks around. “I need to find Dr. Pines...” Soos starts looking around, trying to find Ford when he finally does find him. “Dr. Pines! Dr. Pines!” Ford looks at him, Charlotte nearby. “What is it Soos? Is something wrong?” “Mr. Pines! S-Something happened!” “Alright. Calm down. What happened?” “I-I don't know! He looked really tired and I asked him if he wanted to go rest... He said that he couldn't and he stopped explaining when he noticed there was this shadow of like, a girl following him. He gripped his head and the shadow appeared behind him, said “Hello again, dearie.”, and it disappeared into him, and he lost consciousness! Now he wont wake up!”
Ford's eyes widen. “Where is he?” “The gift shop.” Ford runs into the gift shop as quickly as possible. Charlotte follows worriedly along with Soos. They find Stan, his head resting on the desk, him not moving. Ford shakes him. “Stanley! Stanley, wake up!” Ford sighs, finding it no use. “No use... He's trapped...” Charlotte walks over. “'Trapped'? What do you mean?” “I mean, he's been trapped in his own mind. I need to go in or he may never come out.”
In the mindscape, Stan looks around anxiously, watching his back, trying to find Vic. Suddenly, a familiar voice comes out of nowhere. “There you are, dearie!” Vic appears behind him, placing a elbow on his shoulder, causing Stan's entire body to go rigid. “Its nice to see you again! But if I'm not mistaken, we're gonna have to have a little talk... A blast from the past!”
Stan growls. “I remember what you said all those years ago, VIC.” “Oh, but I'm just making it clear! Remember when I said, 'The moment there is a child with your blood running through its veins-'” “'You'll torment the child', yeah, yeah, I know. My memory isn't THAT bad.” Vic grins sickly. “Then I guess you understand that you shouldn't get too used to this “Charlotte” girl, right? I mean... Unless you WANT to drag her down to your level of torment?” Stan sighs, his heart sinking. “I... I know... I wont get attached...”
“Aww... That's boring. Maybe you SHOULD get attached! It'll be interesting! … For me, that is...” Stan gives a growl. “I am NOT going to drag her down. Your completely INSANE if you think I would!!” Suddenly, the tip of a blade is up against his throat. “I'd watch my tongue if I were you... Your not exactly in the position to be mouthing off now, are you?” Stan just stays silent and completely still, not willing to move, at the risk of being cut. “Ah... Silence. I love seeing you scared, Stan. You lash out when cornered... Freeze up when there is no way out.”
Stan just keeps quiet as her grip tightens on the knife, striking blood. Stan winces and continues to stay silent. She gives another sick smile. “You know... You get cut here... You get cut in real life... So I suggest you don't move a muscle...” Stan does as he's told and he speaks quietly. “A-Alright... Y-you got your little 'talk' in... Now... L-let me go...” She shrugs. “I don't feel like it. I want to mess around with you more...” Stan's eyes widen as the knife digs deeper into his neck striking more blood. “Lets send a little message to your “family” and “friends”.”
With everyone else, Soos speaks, backing away. “Uhh... Dudes... He's bleeding.” Ford lifts Stan's head to revile a cut that is gradually getting bigger and bigger. Ford speaks, Wendy having walked over. “Wendy. Do me a favor and grab a med-kit.” Wendy nods. “A-Alright, man.” She quickly runs off and gets a med-kit. Suddenly, blood begins to soak through Stan's coat sleeve. Ford rolls it up to revile the words, 'Come and the cut grows' scratched into his arm.
Charlotte steps up and speaks. “I can try to get him.” Ford looks over. “Listen... We should have told you this right off the bat but, in this house we are dealing with demons and I'm one of them. The one who has trapped Stanley, her name is Vic. She is dangerous.” “I know this by now. Just let me try.” Ford rubs his face a bit and then runs his fingers through his hair with a sigh.
“Alright. But I find one cut on you, I'm pulling you out.” She nods. “Got it! Ford then takes off his coat, then sweater, then extends all six arms, lighting them on fire with a golden flame. Ford's eyes glow gold and his markings put by Bill glow a light blue. He snaps his fingers and she is sent into Stan's mindscape.