Ep.54 – Another Mischief Night - She’s Loose and She’s Ready to Kill You!

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This is our Halloween Episode, so on top of our haunting story we have some fun skits and music as well to celebrate our favorite holiday!
On Halloween things aren't so good at the Forbe's mental hospital as their star pupil has escaped and gone on a rampage to quench her thirst for blood and carnage!
Mischief Night by Shane Migliavacca
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Fresh from nursing school, Kay Farris had only been at Forbes Sanitarium for three months… yet, she was already sure she’d never get used to the building or the psychotics that dwelled within. 
Lightning flashed outside, it’s crooked fingers searching for the ground. Halloween was a few days away, but for Kay it may as well be tonight. The dark hallways and stillness of level 5 were creeping her out, and the damn storm wasn’t helping matters. 
Dr. Chandler had all the patients on level 5 sedated early; something to be thankful for, she thought, as she made her rounds. But with the storm it was really the only course of action as bad weather tended to knock out the sanitarium’s power… and since the doors were locked electronically, if the power went out, all the doors would unlock. The cheapskates in charge refused to pay for a backup generator. 
She stopped. 
Ahead was the end of the hall… and the last door on the left behind which sat Patient  15. 
Patient 15; that girl in the mask, Amanda Williams… she was worse than all the others. The girl just sat there, day and night in her white mask, never making a sound. Chandler, who had treated the girl since she’d first arrived, said she wore the mask out of shame… shame that her brother was murdered in a botched robbery while she stood by, paralyzed with fear.
Kay heard noises coming from the room late at night… not surprising since Amanda was the only patient that was never sedated as Chandler felt it unnecessary. Kay suspected the old man thought of the girl as a daughter. She chuckled, picturing them sitting down for a Sunday dinner. 
She started down the hall again when there was a bright flash of lightning, followed by a loud crash of thunder. The lights dimmed before finally flickering back on. 
“Spooky shit huh?”
Kay jumped, she spun around to see Johnny Earl behind her. The husky orderly smirked and she felt her face turning red. 
“What?”
“Down there. The last cell.” His loud booming voice trailed off into a whisper. “Patient 15.” 
“I guess.” Kay shrugged, not wanting to let on how freaked the girl made her feel.
“All the ghosts and goblins will be coming out soon. “ He made eerie sounds. “I can protect you.”
“Save the trick or treat shit for Halloween night, Johnny Earl.”
Thank god Halloween was on a Saturday this year Kay thought, safe in the knowledge she had the day off. 
“Hey, I’m sorry. How about I make it up to you?” He touched her arm, making Kay flinch.
“There’s some empty rooms downstairs, we could take a little break.”
She pulled away from the big orderly. “Not a chance.” 
“Stuck up bitch.” Kay heard him mumble as she walked away. 
Smiling at his disappointment, she walked back to the nurse’s station. An older nurse sat watching a small TV which sat next to a large Jack-o Lantern. Lightning flashed, causing the lights to dim again. The woman looked up as Kay approached. 
“Don’t worry.” The older woman took out a cigarette, lighting it up. “Happens every time there’s a big storm.”
A sinister laugh erupted from the TV. 
“31 Days of Halloween will return with: Jesse James Meets Frankenstein's Daughter after these horrendous arcane adverts!” 
Mrs. Bradley was the senior nurse on the 5th floor, which meant she could do whatever the hell she wanted… so, the old nurse spent her shift watching old horror movies and smoking.  
“How are all our little chickadees?” 
“Sleeping.”
“Good.” Mrs. Bradley coughed. “Sit down for a bit. They ain’t going anywhere.” 
Kay sat, stifling a cough. She hadn’t talked to the older nurse much since staring at Forbes. Bradley intimidated her, and Kay had heard stories from the other nurses that the old woman could be quite the tyrant if you crossed her… so Kay did as she was told and kept her head down.
“You like it here?” 
She felt her throat tighten as Kay strained to think of the appropriate words.
“Um…”
“It’s a shithole.” Mrs. Bradley laughed. “Don’t worry about trying to kiss my ass and say this is a great place. Do your job, put in your time, and if you're smart you’ll use this as a stepping stone.”
After a few moments of silence, Kay worked up the courage to ask a question.  
“How come you stayed?” 
Before answering, the old nurse tapped some ash into a coffee cup. 
“Big fish small pond. If I’d gone somewhere else, I’d have to start over again.” 
Johnny Earl sauntered towards them. “Well, well. Nobody told me it was break time.” He made a hurt face. 
Standing, Kay adjusted her uniform. “Well, back to it.” She walked by Johnny Earl, giving him the cold shoulder. Kay could feel them both watching her as she walked away. She listened to the squeak of her sneakers on the cold linoleum floor. 
Outside lightning  flashed, the brightest one yet. On its heels was a building-shaking rumble as thunder rolled above the earth. 
The light’s flickered and hummed again before going out. This time, they remained dark. 
“Oh fuck.” Kay muttered to herself.
She stood alone in the hallway, darkness surrounding her. Kay used the faint light from outside to find the wall. Slowly, feeling along the wall, her hand glided over the concrete of the wall and the metal of the doors. 
She continued on this way until she bumped face first into the wall at the hall’s end.
Embarrassed, Kay headed back. She could see the pumpkin grinning there by the now dark TV. A fiery face grinning at her… a beacon in the dark.
Another sharp blast of lightning revealed the older nurse sitting there in her chair. Kay’s eyes strained to adjust after the bright flash of light.
“This is something.” Kay said, feeling a little better in the veteran’s presence. “I’m sure the power will be back on soon, right?”
Unable to see but the faintest outline of the older nurse, Kay turned the face of the Jack-O-Lantern towards the woman.
“Mrs. Bradley?”
The woman’s head slumped to the side, her eyes open and wide. Her swollen tongue hung limp from her mouth, which was frozen in a silent scream.
Nearly tripping over her own feet, Kay backed away. 
What should she do? Find Johnny Earl… call the cops? 
Slowly turning, Kay came face to face with a blank white face mask. Narrowed eyes sized her up from behind it. 
“Amanda.” Was all Kay could spit out before strong muscular hands gripped her by the throat, lifting her off the ground. Amanda’s eyes met Kay’s… cold, deep and somehow innocent. 
Suddenly there was a deafening crack and it was over. Kay’s body hit the linoleum floor with a dull thud. Amanda stepped over the body without a second glance. She had much to do. 

Kyle Williams felt guilty as he put on his Halloween costume. Amanda would want him to go out, have a good time. The thought of her made him touch the side of his face as he ran his hand over the scar on his cheek. 
If only he’d done something to help her that night. 
“Come on lead ass!” 
Trevor, his impatient roommate stood in the door dressed as Dracula. 
“Them wild wild women ain’t waiting forever.” 
“Sure, almost done.”
Truthfully, he was glad to be going… it was a chance to get out of the dorm, instead of sitting around by himself while everybody had fun.
“I can’t believe you're going as a hobo.”
“I’m not a hobo.” Kyle groaned. “I’m Dr. Who.”
“I’ve seen Dr. Who, he doesn’t dress like a hobo.”
“The second one did.”
Trevor shook his head. “Whatever man, I’ll take your word for it. Let’s go.”

As they pulled up the driveway, Kyle was amazed by just how many people were there.
“Holy shit.” 
“Got that right.” Trevor said, looking for an open spot on the lawn to park. “I think the whole collage is here and then some.”
Finding a spot on the outer edge of the lawn. Trevor parked. They got out, both marveling at the lit up three story house. Halloween lights crisscrossing it’s front.
A pretty Latino woman in a revealing red dress and shoddy black wig, a close enough approximation of Sigourney Weaver from Ghostbusters, brushed past Kyle as he and Trevor made their way towards the house.
“Sorry.” She said, turning to look at Kyle, before disappearing behind a van. 
“No prob.” Kyle replied. Watching her go.
“Dude, she was checking you out.”
“Yeah right.”
“Fuck, she was. Trust me.”
“Really?”
Trevor nods. “Go on. I’ll be inside.” 
Kyle hesitated for a moment, before going to look for the girl in the red dress.
Poking his head around the other side of the van, Kyle scanned the rows of parked cars.  A guy, his hair pulled back in a ponytail, dressed in a karate gi and a blonde girl in a cheerleader uniform stared at him as he prowled around looking for the girl.
He headed back towards where they’d parked. It was like the girl had vanished into thin air.
 
“Hey. Over here.”
Kyle turned to see the girl in the red dress leaning against a tree.
 
“Hi.” He stammered. 
She beckoned him over. 
“Kyle Williams?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Come with me if you want to live.”
“What?”
“I always wanted to say that.”
A man cleared his throat, stepping from behind a tree. “Officer Mortez, we don’t have time for shenanigans.” 
The man rubbed his hands together. His thinning white hair was combed back. Kyle was very familiar with the little man.
“Dr. Chandler?” Kyle said, perplexed. “What are you doing here? Did something happen?”
The doctor stroked his chin. “Your sister escaped… after killing two nurses and an orderly.” 
“And later she st

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