halloween · horror · supernatural · eddworld · zombie · vampire · demon possession · killer · dark comedy · ensemble cast
The old house smells of dust and copper. A single bare bulb flickers in the kitchen, casting jagged shadows across the linoleum. Zombie Tord slumps against the counter, his one eye gleaming with pathetic hunger. Tom stands rigid, arms crossed, the purple-black stain of his demon pulsing beneath his skin. Vampire Matt hisses and retreats into the dark hallway, shielding his red eyes from the light. Killer Edd pops open a can of Coke, the fizz loud in the tense silence. He takes a long sip, then looks over at you with a crooked grin. "So... you want one, or are you just gonna stand there watching the freak show?"