*This is a fanfiction of an R.L. Stine movie titled “Monsterville: Cabinet of Souls”. I won’t spoil too much, but I’ll give the gist. The movie stars four teens: Kellen, Beth (played by Dove Cameron), Nicole, and Luke. The two main characters are Kellen and Beth. It’s in a town called Danville. It takes place on Halloween. Dr. Hysteria and his assistant, Lilith, arrive in Danville with their “Hall of Horrors”. The kids all go to the Hall of Horrors. excited, but…something isn’t right. As it turns out, the Hall of Horrors has a magical cabinet that traps the souls of teens and turns their bodies into mindless Halloween monsters controlled by Dr. Hysteria. Beth is the one person who doesn’t get trapped and has to save her friends. Alright, I’ve said too much already, so let’s talk about the fanfic. The fanfic takes place a year after the events in the movie. The two main characters in this story are Nicole and Luke. The POVS will alternate. Right now, it’s Luke’s POV. I already made the introduction, you can check it out under my “Scary-ish stories” folder. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy!*
I seriously didn’t expect Nicole to let me sleep here. I just wanted to talk and now I’m in a sleeping bag in her room.
It’s weird how I thought of going to her house. I mean, I could have gone to Kellen, who also turned into a monster, but I thought of Nicole. Why?
Eh, I don’t have time to worry about that. I’m kind of turning into a clown.
I remember when Dr. Hysterial cursed me. He said: ”Luke, you are mine.” After that, I sort of felt funny. Like I was the most hilarious person alive and everyone was too dumb to understand. I didn’t really feel like myself. I was always jumping around. When Beth saw me, I tried to tell her what happened, but then I just got so annoyed and made that stupid comment about her face. I don’t know why I thought what I said was funny, because it wasn’t.
It really wasn’t.
And now it’s happening to me again. I don’t understand. I think like myself and I look a little like myself, save for the clown makeup and the orange hair. My hair looks better orange than brown anyway. Like a ripe ol’ orange Nicole could sniff-
WHAT THE HECK AM I THINKING? ORANGES ARE TO BE EATEN, NOT SNIFFED.
At least Nicole is going through this too. Not that I want her to go through this. I’m just glad that I’m not alone.
Hopefully by tomorrow morning this curse will be lifted and we’ll be back to normal. Hopefully Dr. Hysterical isn’t back.
Of course he’s not back, dummy. Beth killed him and his minions, you saw it with your own eyes. NONE OF THEM WILL COME BACK. EVER.
For now I’ll just wait till it’s time to wake the cranky ol’ witch.