One-Liner Tale

"Hey, listen, Joe....I wonder if I could use your phone......
I came here in a hurry, forgot to let my dear Joe know i'm here..."

"oh! Oh!...here comes trouble......" thought Joe.....uncertain what to do....

...next....

Joe quickly composed himself in a second and stammered again ' Yes, you can', though he was hoping in his heart that May would opt otherwise. To his luck, May smiled gently, walked in, picked up the phone,dialled the number and said in a sweet voice - "Is that Joe? Hey, May kingston here".

Suddenly something struck joe hard. There was no sign of life for miles. This town made up of few people made it's living off of the cemetery. Who comes to this god-forsaken-place 'in a hurry'? As he finished his last words in his head. May's head snapped in his direction.

Scorpio, NM, Badri. Welcome Back! :D :D :D

Seeing she had replaced the receiver, Joe asked her uncertainly, "May Kingston? Rather funny that, isn't it? I mean, there is a marker that says..."

"My Aunt May. I was named after her," replied the girl, with a smile that at once seemed sweet and sinister. "She died young, the poor thing. Was about my age when she died."

"Oh.......bummer" Joe started sweating. "So, how's ur uncle?" 'Random question' he thought, but he had already asked.

"Uncle Joe....actually, I don't know where he is? Where is he??" Signs of panic emerged on her face now.

Hey Surya!!! Aunt May died young...she hadn't married, buddy..so who's Uncle Joe?

She married young. :D

Or if u wanna change it:

"Oh.......bummer" Joe started sweating. "So, how's ur uncle?" 'Random question' he thought, but he had already asked.
May slowly looked around the room, acting as if Joe hadn't said anything. :D

Ok, that sounds better....

"Nice place you have here. Of course, you have changed almost everything. This was not how I remembered Aunt May had decorated the mantel."

"This was your Aunt May's house?" Joe asked.

She continued to ignore his words. "I liked Aunt may's decorations better though." Joe was now praying for this beautiful thing to leave.

"U want me to leave?" She asked looking at him with her big blue eyes.

"That is not like a gentleman, at all!" she continued. "Why, in my times, men were so much more better...but I will leave, Joe, if that is what you want. But of course, since you have invited me once, I can come in again anytime!"

A howl was heard coming from outside. Joe turned. No one. "uh...sure" Joe turned back to answer May. No One. :D

Surya thambi!!!! Why bring back the ole' werewolfie from the previous story??? Anyway, if that is how you want....

Joe scrambled to the phone and rang up the agent who sold him the house.

"Um..can I speak to Brad Valent, please...yes, House Agent and...what? When? Four years ago! But that's impossible...look here, there must be a mistake - I bought this house last week, and it was Brad who'd...and you tell me he's been dead four years?"

Joe hung up the phone. He could feel himself shaking and sweating. Feeling extremely thirsty, Joe slowly walked towards the dining. He noticed something shiny lying on the floor where May was standing last.

Badri anne,
I wasn't trying to bring any warewolf back. :D Unless I'm mistaken, isn't this May a ghost? :wink:

Joe picked up the object that seemed to look like a lighter. Something was carved onto the silver plated side.

....He turned it and saw the carving..it said "To Joe, with love"
He took the lighter, ran to the door, just in time to see the image of May fading away..... :wink:


Hi Surya! :D :D

Hi NM! :D

Joe tried to move his feet to call the cops, the fire department, the hospatile someone. he didn't care who. But it felt like his feet were bolted to the ground.

Panting hard, gasping for air, he opened his mouth to call out but no voice came!! Panicking, his mind told him that he was slowly petrifying just like Rebecca in the Bible, when she turned to watch Sodom and Gomorrah burn into Eternal hell!!....

He clutched his heart thinking that it was going to explode, when he suddenly felt something heavy land on his chest. Fighting off, the sheer weight of that object, he felt it was soft, furry and clawed too!!

Flailing his arms about, he gave it a good thwack to dislodge it's hold on his rib-cage, when suddenly, his eyes flew open into the face of his Rottweiler, Buddy...........

Buddy dripping saliva and blowing hot dog-breath all over his face, had an enquiring look abt his face, as he sized up his master who seems to have awoken from yet another nightmare of his!

Buddy thought, "Now master Joe, you need to let me out soon, or I'm gonna unload right here on the bedroom carpet, okay?!!".......

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Nothin! I'm going blank. But I must say...shocking twist! :twisted:

Was it then only a nightmare? Joe looked around confused. He was still in bed. He must've imagined it all. He laughed nervously and rose, leading Buddy to the door. As he opened the door to let Buddy out, his eyes fell on the shining silver lighter on the floor...he picked it up trembling, to see the words...To Joe, with love, May"

Duh Duh Duh DuH!!! (sound effects) :D


Joe looked down at buddy. "Hi Joe" he heard coming form the kitchen.

"May???" he exclaimed, shocked.

"Yeah, who else did you expect?" May smiled. "What's with you? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

"Umm...what are you doing here?"

"Nice question, mister! I'm your wife, remember?"

"Wife :shock: :shock: "...Oh, yeah, WIFE!!!
"You bet, I had a strange dream.....".......Joe said, in a daze...

"Oh! Joe!....you still keep that lighter??", exclaimed May. "I still remember the day I gave that to you..!!!...by the way, a guy just came by, said his name was Jonathan and he was looking for his girlfriend ......forgot what he said her name was...mumbled something like "..she gave me this address..." ....

Joe felt uneasy, very uneasy. He didn't have a wife, and certainly not this May...she bore an uncanny resemblance to the girl who had come...was it in a dream? Was it real?

"Joe, you look really shaken, have this cup of coffee", said she thrusting a coffee mug into his hand. Joe couldnot help staring at the unusually long nails in her hands whose sharpness resembled a shining knife.

Still dazed, he took the cup from her hands. The wonderful aroma of coffee rose to his nostrils. He took a sip, and spat the contents, looking at the red spray that came out of his mouth. Was it blood?

"Mmmmmm....wasn't it good????? It's buddy's....heeee heee heeeee".................with that, the thin white figure vanished..!!

Joe collapsed with utter shock...

He wasn't sure if he had been there for minutes or hours, when Joe opened his eyes his body was aching as though he had been beaten red and blue. Bearing the pain, Joe's heart sank to see the now lifeless body of his pet lying in a corner.

Joe decided he couldn't take this anymore, he really need a break right now and a GOOD cuppa. He dashed into his room, grabbed his overnight bag, stuffed his things and ran out of the house.

As he was starting up his car, he saw a long black limo parked just at the cemetary entrance......

"Grrrrrrrr Grrrrrrrr'' groaned Joe's car without starting. 'What the hell', thought he. "Somehow, I must get out of this wretched place" . Joe started to walk towards the Limo for a lift to somehow escape from his mysterious house.

As he approached the limo, the door opened and a big guy stepped out. He looked somewhat familiar ..."Oh No!! He looks like that girl in my dream!!" he thought...his body went cold..."no not again!! I can't take this anymore"....he was about to black out but felt strong hands grabbing his shoulder...

"Hey Mister, what's the problem, are you not keeping well?" asked the big man. It took a little while for Joe to regain his senses. Tyring hard to push the guy's resemblence to MAy Kingston to the back of his head, Joe stammered, " Hi, I'm.. I'm.. Joe. My car.. My car.. I.. I.. need a lift to the city...er"

The heart monitor went dead for a while again, before it picked a faint beat and slowly steadied. Dr Brunner who had been treating Joe for over two years, just couldn't figure out exactly what keeps his patient in this recurring nightmares, each time he comes to him with yet another vivid dream at his sessions.....

Still, he had heard that hypno-therapy works as he glanced at the recent work-paper put forth by Dr Brian Weitz, an eminent psychiatrist who practised regressive therapy to unearth a clue or two with his patient, Anne. He wondered abt Joe, the same way too. Could he do that too????

Hypno-therapy is a long shot but it could very well be the tip of the ice-berg, to start a journey into Joe's mind, right to the core of his problems.........

As joe steadied himself after a couple of hours, Dr.Brunner looked at him with a fatherly affection and said, " Joe, I think it is time I look into your problem in a different angle. I have a doubt that some childhood incident has gone into the depth of your heart troubling you too much". When Joe gave a blank look he continued, " Do meet me this Friday at 10 am in my clinic, I wish to have a hypnotic session".

"Dr, do you think this will help?? I mean, after all this time, 2 years and 11 months, to be exact.....".....wondered Joe...
"Listen Joe, i'm trying my best here, but, you need to open up a bit, you must believe in this thing........"

Half convinced and half confused Joe left Dr Brunner's clinic. It was quite late and dark by the time he managed to reach home. As he came near the main door and scrambled for keys in his pocket, he was shocked to see May Kingston waiting for him with an eerie smile.

May, sweet May!! Always there in his mind that sometimes he conjures her to be so vivid that she looks almost alive!! But his sub-concious mind tells him that she does indeed live but elsewhere where she keeps coming back like a hologram image!!

Exactly what did Dr Brunner mean by hypno-therapy????? Regress him to where????? Could it be possible that he was actually blocking out a part of him deeper into another recess????? If so, who holds the key to it???? May Kingston???? Dr Brunner????? Just who??????

Joe couldn't wait long enough for that Friday appointment, because he just had it upto here!! He had to know exactly, why May is here in his head and who was/is she????.........

wow great story...have exams but thought i'd peek in...hope to read more! :D

:clap: :clap: Excellent!!! Have any of u read Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. If not......READ IT!!!! It's very similar to what's been going on so far. One of the best mystery books ever written! :D

.....ok.......let's see....guns are irrelevent........grenades...nope....Violent Vampires....too late for that.....I'll try something new.


"Joe." Her sweet voice was begging him to talk to her. Joe ignored her agonizingly beautiful face and continued towards the door. "You know u can't believe him hun. He's never wanted us to be together! How could you forget what he had done to us?" Her voice broke slightly. "He's taking advantage of ur situation! For god's sake Joe, none of this would have happend if u had regularly taken you medication!" 'Dr.Brunner? A villan?' Joe thought. That did ring a bell. Quick incomprehensable flashbacks ran through Joe's mind. Brunner......May.....what is reality? "Look at me Joe!! Am I a figment of your imagination?? Come on, don't tell me that he's gotten a hold of you again." She broke into tears. What the hell was going on? Who the hell was May? Or brunner for that matter. He didn't remember the presence of any of them before yesterday. Or what he thought was yesterday. Were they both real...or were they both a figment of his imagination....sure as hell didn't seem like it. But lately things have not been what they seem.

Sorry....got a bit carried away. :oops: :D

Q, Welcome back. Good luck on the Xams! :thumbsup:

Regards. 8)

In agony, Joe drifted on and on between May and Brunner! Both in white, each pulling him in opposite directions!! They kept flitting in and out of his mind, between snatches of sleep. It went on like that until he felt the pinprick of the morning sunlight , a dazzling beam, that lit up his face threatening to flood the back of his closed eyes.......

As daybreak nudged him awake, he realised that Friday was already here and he simply had to meet Dr Brunner again for the new treatment he had been going on abt. Hypnotise him, he had said, to take him where????, he thought.