Coca-Bloodaaahh

That reminded me of another vampired-themed occurrence, one of my favorite, actually. It took place during one of the last times I remember all of us cousins getting together before everyone grew up and grew apart. We were in the basement of Henry and Hudson's old house. I was barely in high school, or not even, so everyone else was still pretty young. It had to have been after dinner already, since everyone was downing cans of Coke, which would not have been allowed before dinner. A concensus somehow formed around me telling a scary story. But I had already told my scariest story and had nuthin at the moment. Still, I always had so much fun scaring you guys, because all of you guys had wits of mice. Screams and shrieks would deafen the room so that nobody ever knew what actually happened in the scariest part of the story. Hudson was the toughest. If he was scared, I would know that I'd done my job. It happened once or twice.

So I had no scary story, but I took on a stiff, uncoordinated gait, with my arms outstretched towards my intended captives and began to speak in a walking-dead-Eastern-European accent - a kind of mummy-vampire-zombie. It was very scary to witness, I'm sure. And I was after the Coca-Blooda. Everyone ran from me, snatching up their cans of Coke as they fled screaming. They baited me with their Coke cans, because what little kid doesn't like to be chased and have their wits scared out of'em? I stumbled after in my necessarily slow, painstaking trudge, since I was a mummy-vampire-zombie thing. That trudge is what terrifies. In zombie flicks, it's what causes your head to implode and your thoughts to freeze in fear - the sight of this monster coming after you at 1. mile. per. hour. - eyes wide in suspended animation, voiceless screaming abounds.

The basement was a bird's nest under attack by an incoming vulture - all feathers and flurrying and chaos.

"Coka-blooooodaaaaaaaaahhh!!!"

"Aaaaaaahhhh!! Aaaahh!!"

Even when you're scared, you know you're having fun when what's coming out of you is actually a mixture of hysterical screams and uncontrollable laughter. Much like that first rollercoaster ride of the season at Six Flags...