Wouter

"I guess it should be around here." Artie spoke to himself while double-checking the address he had been given. Four Mushroom Pizzas were ordered from this abandoned apartment complex.

Artie didn't like being in this part of town, and for good reason, it reminded him of that one time. At least they pressed his pants and did a hell of a job with it. As he parked his moped and unloaded the pizzas his attention was taken by a sound, the sound of electric guitars.

This must be the place where they wanted the pizza's, no doubt about it. All he had to do is follow the noise until finding the customers. As he descended into the cellars of the apartment complex noises from people having a good time were also heard, a party, that made sense on why the pizzas were ordered.

Suddenly a slender guy dressed in a mustard shirt and torn Jeans came walking towards him.

"You must be the Pizza guy." He spoke while taking the boxes and handing him the money to pay for the food. "Come on in man, we're having an intermission with the band."

"Thanks for the offer but I must decline, I'm risking my job if I stay away too long." Artie smiled friendly at the guy and turned to leave. "Have a good time."

"Hey Trent, have those Pizzas arrived yet?" A voice spoke from the room where the Party was taking place. Artie turned around one last time, to give an affirmative nod to the one speaking but what was this?

Tentacles, skin looking like molten lava, eight eyes and the voice of a normal human girl? This couldn't be happening, not again!

"Are you sure you got the order right?" The creature spoke once more while checking the contents of the box to make sure. Artie had seen and heard enough, no way that THEY would get him again and doing THAT.

With a scream akin to that of a banshee he sped off.

"What's with him?" Jane asked her brother while removing her mask. 200 hours, 100 dollars worth of latex, paint and eight pool table balls had resulted in what probably was the best Halloween costume she ever made.

"Beats me."