The Chef’s Lounge

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Back in the year of 1912, the magnificent Titanic set sail. The crossing began on April 9^th yet it finished on April 12^th.  Ten years later Southampton was a barren wasteland, the society was depressed. Only more sorrow overcame the public as the precise date it happened arrived.

An unfortunate man named Carl Wilson was walking to his residence from his employment as a local fisherman for the fish and chips restaurant. He decided to redirect his course and walk on the pier. Carl heard music and cheering as if it was coming from above him…it was! Carl examined the gallant letters that spelled Titanic! Carl was astounded!

What Carl witnessed was nothing he would forget! The craft and passengers were as if they were transparent. Titanic docked and passengers happily walked of the gigantic boat. Carl saw his long gone best comrade, Kyle Richardson.  Only one problem… he was a ghost!

Kyle pointed at Carl and then vanished and all the others seemed to do the same thing as Kyle had. Carl started running and when he hit Moissan Street he got hit by a truck and landed in a big blue…dumpster!

Carl woke up the next day as his wife was coming home from the gym. Shawnees his wife said he had to get ready for work. He had thought that today was his day off. Carl sighed deeply and started to snicker.

Carl was still laughing when he got home that night Shawnees finally got aggravated from listening to him laughing and said “Carl, why must you keep laughing?”

“Because of a dream, my dear!” he answered promptly.

When he went to bed he told his wife all about the dream. Shawnees giggled and kissed Carl on the cheek. “Goodnight Carl!”

“Goodnight Shawnees!”  Carl mused.

Carl woke up with a bit of a start the next morning. He woke up at four in the morning for some reason he saw Kyle standing over him. Ky…Kyle is that you? Carl stuttered aimlessly.

“Of course! For whom else would it be? Do you think I am your guardian angel, your spiritual leader? Well my friend you are of about ten thousand miles away from where I am right now, and I’ve got big news for you… You’re the one whom killed me!”

“Ho…how did I kill you? I would never commit a homicidal murder I would never commit a suicide I would never even hurt a piece of dust!”

“We were sipping on a bottle of rye in the lounge and talking about our wives and why we married them. You got a little drunk and went crazy you’re the one who sunk the ship! You went mad you even slaughtered your own parents. You are a sick person!”

“How did I, why did I, I don’t understand-

I already explained want me to explain it again-

No, I understand.”

Kyle pulled out a dagger. “This shall return the blessed deed!

No, no Kyle Noooooooooo!

Shawnees was awoken by her screaming husband but Carl was already dead. “Carl, Carl, Carl please, wake up Carl please.” Shawnees checked his pulse. There was no pulse the bed and sheets were matted with blood and there were knife holes where he had been stabbed.  She sobbed as she called in the authorities. Shawnees stated that her husband had been murdered.

The funeral was a grey time when the Wilson friends and family grieved for their massacred link. “Ashes to ashes dust to dust-“

The priest fell short of his prayer and fell to the ground. Behind the dead priest stood the ghost of Kyle. The murderer of Carl Wilson. Kyle had a blood stained dagger in his ghostly hands. “How do you like me now, Shawnees?”

“I never liked you and your sad miserable tactics you killed my husband, you kill me!” She strode up to Kyle ripped the dagger out of his hand and stabbed herself in the heart. Carl’s mother cried out in despair and called his father out of the car. “Listen Joey I know your upset about our son’s death but so gods help me put Kyle’s poor misunderstood soul into the ground!”

“Yes ma’am”

Collectively they wrestled Kyle to the ground and concealed him.

Oh Joey! You’re so sweet! Now get back into the car and start the engine!”

“Yes Kiondra” 

“Wait, wait, wait-“

“Kiki, Kiki she’s gone…

Chapter 2…

“Kiki are you there? Is anyone there? Help! Please someone respond to me!” Joey looked behind him and of whom did he see? The phantom of Kyle! The ghost was slowly slinking toward him.

“I killed your god son, your wife and your friends and family now do you want to die?”

“No, no I do not, I’ll do anything to stay alive to see Andrea graduate! Please I’ll do anything you want, I swear just please don’t harm me!”

“Hmmm, let me think… NO! I’ve got you right where I want you, You’re scared out of your boots.”

“Don’-“

“Why shan’t I? It will simply be a game of elimination tag you will see what it was like when I died.”

“Because when you were alive you were a pleasant and charitable person?”

“Oh, look at who has arrived! Andrea say goodbye to daddy now!

“Oh but daddy? Where art thou going?”

“I am going to kill him sweet heart!”

“NO! Please do not kill my father! Kill me instead. I’m ever so sorry if he ever harmed you, but thou do not have rights to kill!”

“Andrea darling-‘

“No father I must!”

“Are you two done your little heart to heart talk? Well if you are then one of you must die!”

“You know Kyle, you truly are pathetic.”

“Oh Andrea, you are a doll but I have to kill your daddy!”

“You already killed my brother and my mother!”

“Too bad, he lost his chance to live and now he must suffer the consequences-“

“No”

Kyle pulled out the bloodstained dagger again, and cornered Joey, the last thing he ever saw was his daughter screaming at Kyle to stop hurting him.

“No, No! Daddy! Stop hurting him you, you vile man!”

“Shut up you imbecile”

“Are you daring hurt to me too?”

“Well if you don’t shut your trap I will! Oh wait a minute I believe I have my dagger out already so there’s no use of keeping you around!”

“Don’t you dare, I will call the police and then we will see who is in trouble!” Before poor little Andrea knew she was being chopped, sliced and diced apart.

“That should take care of the Wilson family!” Kyle started walking towards his old abode and began to think aloud, “Should I or should I not slay my wife, after all she’s not mine anymore! She got remarried and has two little girls! I will not kill her but I shall kill her husband!”

Kyle crept into the old rancher but no one was there! He turned around because he heard a noise. Who was there? His wife Trisha!

“Kyle dear what are you doing?” All of a sudden Kyle’s world went black and he awoke underground in a steel casket he could not be free of!

Late that night Amelia his eldest daughter who was 13 years of age, snuck out with the key to the casket and dug in till she hit the casket. Amelia unlocked the casket and awoke her father.” Daddy! Are you okay?!”

“Oh yes Amelia dear of course I am!

“Who did this to you?”

“Your mother did this to me!”

“Oh father kill me, for I cannot stand seeing you like this.”

“But Amelia-“

“Do not argue just do it. Pleeaaase!”

“Amelia are you sure you want to this?”

“Yes, yes of course!” Just then the door creaked open

“Amelia Burrton! What do you think you are doing/”

“Oh mother-“Amelia felt a sharp pain through her chest slowly the dagger began to peek out and Trisha gasped. She turned her burning gaze onto Kyle

” I thought I had got rid of you! Now look what you did, Amelia is on the ground bleeding to death.”

“No I am not, mother, I simply asked daddy to kill me so I could be like him!”

“You are selfish you had a great life and look! You splattered it all across our perfect lawn and you just ruined it!”

 

“Um Trisha if you don’t mind, I’ll be happy to take custody of Amelia.”

“I don’t care. She’s your excuse of a child; she’s just like you selfish, arrogant and a little monster. I never even cared about her all she did was remind me of your dense mind, I don’t care if she gets caught by, what Is it…A Ghost buster!”

“Mother oh, I mean Trisha I am ever so sorry but now it is your ultimate moment!”

“What do you mean?”

“It means you’re going to die!”

“I’ve taken care of you since your father died! How could even think of slaughtering me!”

“Oh Amelia let daddy answer this one! By that little speech you just made! You have always been a wretched Idiot!

“You are unforgivable, a family deprived loser and you were a lousy husband!”

“Trisha, please. Let us-“

“What? let you what Kyle? Take innocent lives?”

“No, well yes actually but let us be ourselves!” Kyle dragged the dagger up slowly behind his back.”Come here Trish let me kiss your lovely lips.” A he kissed Trisha he stabbed her and she seemed to take it well.

“Amelia-“

“Yes mother what is it?”

“I hate you!”

Chapter 3

Amelia sobbed and sobbed as they drifted inside the dark house. Kyle turned around and slapped his little girl “What’s the matter with you, you could wake Henry!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry daddy!”

“Well then, shut up!”

“Yes, sir” Amelia muttered under her breath.

“Dad, Amelia is that you?”

“Oh it’s my darling little Anna!”

“Yes sister, it is us!”

“Amelia, why did thou just call thy sister, sister?”

“Henry ordered us to, or else he threatened he would cut of our limbs and roast them with lemons and limes!”

“Oh” Kyle said shocked. “Now, Amelia what you are to do s sneak into Henrys room and wake him tell him that “Here comes Daddy!” got it?”

“Yup” Amelia said delighted.  Amelia crept into the dark small room.

“Amelia? What do you want at this time of night?” Henry asked distrustfully.

“I’m saying this! Here comes Daddy!”

“What? Hi Kyle! That’s what you imply.”

“You threatened my little girls you would chop and roast their limbs if they did not respond to each other as sister? You will regret that once you have paid for it, wait, you won’t have any feeling left.”

“Why is that, Kyle?”

“Because Henry, you are about to face your worst fear, death!”

“You wouldn’t, after all Kyle; you don’t have the guts to do it!”

“Daddy, may I, Anna, have a word please?”

“Of course you may Darling!”

“I would like to Thank-you for your permission daddy! Henry, you are horrible man. I never actually loved you I was just playing along with what Amelia told me to do! She knew about my true feelings all this time!” Amelia smirked at what Anna had said.

 “Henry, we will kill you. You do not know how much I love killing. No one has figured out who is performing all of these massacres!”

“So are saying it’s my time to go? That will not happen, you ill and desolate jerk!”

“Goodbye Henry. It is the moment we have all been waiting for!” Kyle raised the dagger and pushed it down upon his scalp.

“Goodnight Henry, sleep tight!”

Chapter 4…

“That gets rid of him, for now.”

“What do you mean for now?”

“Well Amelia. He could possibly come back to life.”

“How is that even possible?”

“He can come back if we be nice to at least one person. We now have to hunt grammie and granddad.”

“Don’t kill them, why not Aunt Pat and uncle Murphy. They always took a very, distinct feeling towards you.”

“I like your thinking Amelia, however they don’t believe in a poltergeist which is what I am.” They disappeared into the dark night once again; with the dagger in hand they went a mile north of town. Where the next two slaughtering bait lived.

In the middle of New York, Pat and Murphy lived in a two bedroom apartment. “Amelia? Can you please climb up the fire escape ladder and open the window?

“Yah, it’ll be fun to kill these two!”

“That’s my little girl!” Amelia climbed up cautiously and lifted the unlocked window. She climbed in and gave Kyle the indication to climb up. They slithered into the bright room painted with various orange, yellow and reds.

“Hello, who is there in our living room? I know there is someone hiding in there.” Pat slowly entered the room with a lit candle on a tray she was holding.

“Do you know where your sister is, Pathetic.”

“Kyle, you are a piece of ridiculous scum! You murdered them I know who are!”

“Shut up or I’ll make it worse than it has to be and you don’t want that, do you?” Kyle took a small step towards pat.

“Don’t you come near me.”

“I’m pulling out the dagger!”

“No, you are certainly not!”

“Too bad, you didn’t do what I told you to do! He steeped towards her again.

“Don’t, you touch her!” Murphy screamed. Kyle threw the knife at Murphy as it stabbed his head he fell to the cold floor.

“Now where were we, oh yah, I remember now!” Kyle took one last step and plunged his secondary dagger into Pats throat. Amelia fetched his daggers for him and the snuck away back into the darkness