The eerie atmosphere was so thick at the hotel roof top bar even
a butcher knife couldn’t cut through it Tonight was the yearly
Halloween party. The bohemian patrons talked glibly amongst
themselves. They chatted mostly of Hallowed Eve. One of the guests
, Auntie Carol mentioned she believed in reincarnation. That she
was in a past life a Titanic victiim. That notion she confided in
her friend made her think of herself as being utterly fearful of
even putting her toesies in the Atlantic Ocean at the shore.
This was the evening the guests believed was the eve where the
spirits were set free. That anyone could sense a spirit of
something not quite right. Virtually everyone including the young
personable bartender was conscience that this was no conventional
night.
The bar was filled with practically every square foot with bizarre
knick knacks. One of the strangest was a set of four brass hands on
the wall with a light bulb in the palm. The fingers reached out to
whoever was there. As if if one wasn’t careful they would grab you
and never let go. There were a number of deer heads, organ grinder
monkeys twisted in grotesque positions
Lady Lynda and Auntie Carol wondered why they picked such an
bizarre place. The ladies smiled with delight as they saw the many
patron in their Halloween costumes. Some women were dressed as
vixens, witches and sexy warlocks. Others in myriad number of
colorful costumes. The forty something couple dressed so
fashionably in the height of fashion in the era of the Titanic
caught their attention the most
The woman was dressed in alight cream hued silk high waisted bodice
and flowing skirt. Top part of her evening gown to the bottom of
her breast was done in the most intricate brocade that resembled
songbirds all a flutter On her neck were 1910s style diamond
necklace with chunks of jewels of white brilliance. Attached to the
necklace were more diamonds with one of them dangling centrally
down. Her pearl hued elbow length fancy gloves went well with her
dress. Her curly hair was in a topknot that showed off her soft
dove like eyes. Her features pert. Her male companion was the
height of fashion for that era. On his head was a black stovepipe
hate. His hair was dark brown, parted in the middle. His “Arrow”
style starched collar complemented so dashingly his vested suit and
matching navy with white pin stripes suit.
The Titanic couple seemed to Lady Lynda and Auntie Carol rather out
of place being dressed as the expression goes to the nines in this
unseasonably warm weather. It looked as if authenticity was the
couple’s first priority The mood at the chic rooftop suddenly grew
quiet. If was as if the guests there was anxiously waiting for a
quite important announcment
“We’ d like to shake everyone’s hand here….to show our hospitality
to you all.” We’ll start with these two women dressed in the latest
50s fashion” the woman announced.
Lady Lynda and Auntie Carol gushed with pride. As the two
friends and colleagues shook the partner’s hands they immediately
felt cold clammy flesh. Toze’s wife and Herman Emma’s partner
explained the coldness as a sudden drop the drop in temperature. At
least she hoped that was the reason.
The two women nervously perused their surroundings. The lounge
furniture, the bohemian retro knick knacks, the glam chandeliers
seemed the same except for the sudden icy cold gust. Next moment
the two dressed to the teeth in the height of 1912 fashion perused
the room. As they did so lights suddenly flickered. The fingers of
hands with the bulb in their palms made grasping movements. Many of
the patrons including Auntie Carol, Lady Lynda started screaming.
Virtually every heart took a sudden leap. Some of the tipsy guests
wondered if they were only imagining what was happenng to them.
The cassette tape was playing the old 50s song “Little Demon” by
Screaming Jay Hawkins. The chorus of nonsense syllables sent chills
down the listeners spines. Hawkins with his high pitched shrieks
and sudden moans sounded as if he was summoning demons. “Hard as a
rock, dry as a bone…Big or little, know that I will take you home.I
really don’t like it…ain’t nothin’I can do.I really don’t like
it…I’m leaving it to you.” The song fit perfectly the spookiness of
the rooftop bar.
The customers rushed toward the elevators. Just then Auntie Carol
as she ran to the elevator noticed the hypnotizing cluster of
jewels on the Titantic women’s wrist. Their power overwhelmed her.
She strove to escape but soon realized it was futile. They were
calling and she must do their bidding. Auntie Carol was compelled
to follow the ghostly woman.
“If you follow me you I’ll give you a surprise that you’ll never
forget.” the ghost woman told Auntie Carol. Lady Lynda’s friend and
fellow etiquette expert was intrigued yet nervous. She was silent
trying to see how she should react. Especially when she no idea
what to expect. It could be a trap she skittishly thought. She felt
her skin getting sweaty despite the cool temperature of the room.
All she sensed she could do was to wait and see. She stood there
staring at what she understand as the abyss. She cautiously
reminded herself that she was in the realm of the unknown and it
was best she’d be careful. This was real. It wasn’t a dream.
Lady Lynda watched in horror as she saw her friend follow the
ghostly couple. The scene reminded her of children’s fairy tales
where the innocent little girls and boys are lured by monsters
disguised as sweet friendly creatures. She observed the spirits
softly cooing like canaries at Auntie Carol to come hither with
them. She noticed too the man pretty much stayed behind but still
holding hands with his partner.
“I know where you are taking me” Auntie Carol said in a hypnotic
tone to the couple. Hearing what her colleague said made Lady Lynda
feel in deep bad humor. Her heart began to palpate. It was too
early to tell what would happen next. Where were they leading her?
Could she escape in time?
Soon within minutes Auntie Carol found out. The female apparition
pointed to the clock. “The time will quickly pass. You will find
yourself as if surrounded by cold icy water. Then there will be
peace. Then you are going to be as before but with a knowledge you
never knew.
The woman closed her eyes for a moment. She relived her
incarnations Titanic drowning. and then she opened them and the
couple was gone. There was a sense of peace. The visions were gone
never to come back any more.
“Auntie Carol” my poor dear. What happened?!!! Auntie Carol
gleefully replied. ” My nightmare is finally ended. I’m free from a
burden that affected me all my life. I finally faced my fears. Free
at last. No more nightmares of the Titanic as Poe would of said”
for ever more.”
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