Choose Your Own Nuthouse

Section 83

(Nick)

You quietly sneak out the back. The back of what, you have no idea, as you're just going along with the choices available to you.

As you ever-so-quietly move through the woods, you think about what an odd evening it's been. There've been voices coming out of your car stereo, and now a man with a completely fleshless skull where his regular head should be.

You wonder if the end times have come, but you're somewhat unsure about that assumption, being as how you're fairly certain there was never any verse in Revelations even remotely along the lines of "And, lo, there shall come voices from the Prince of Lies, and they shall echo mightily from the inner workings of the horseless chariot."

That's pretty much a big assumption, as you spent most of your time in Sunday school nodding off and fantasizing about the school's cheerleaders doing routines that would make Larry Flynt blush.

As you think your continued impure thoughts, you fail to keep as quiet as you had been. Of course, with all the racket you're making, you don't notice the fact that the racket that you're making has alerted the skull-headed man as to the fact that there's someone in the woods. The racket also makes you fail to notice the skull-headed man sneaking up on you.

Oops. You didn't need your organs inside your body, now did you?