College Days by CJ Blake

College Days by CJ Blake

Author:CJ Blake [Blake, CJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-03T11:04:14+00:00


Date Night

It was Friday night and Gerald and I were in clean clothes headed up to Mary and Carrie’s apartment. We were in that silver elevator, it whooshed smoothly up to the fourth floor and let us out.

When Gerald asked me how the group project was going, I told him it was going just fine even though it wasn’t. He said his group was finished.

But enough about school, Gerald and I had finally found an activity both girls agreed on for date night, and boy was I surprised. We were going to a haunted house.

Not one of those hokey haunted houses with plastic Frankensteins and dudes with fake chainsaws yelling at you. This one was real, it had all kinds of legends surrounding it. Gerald had found it on the internet and randomly told me about it at lunch the other day. I suggested we pitch it to the girls as a date and surprisingly, they both said yes.

I knocked on the apartment door and Mary and Carrie came out, both dressed and ready to go. That surprised me, I felt sure we’d be waiting on them while they primped. Mary wore cut-off jean shorts and a light brown t-shirt and white sneakers. Carrie wore tan shorts, a black top and her sneakers matched Mary’s. Carrie had her hair in a long blonde ponytail, Mary’s was down and freshly brushed. They both looked hot.

“Hey fellas,” Mary said.

“Boys,” Carrie said.

I smiled and greeted them both, Carrie with a short hug and Mary with a tighter hug and a kiss on the cheek. We rode the elevator down to my car and we all piled in. Mary and me in the front, Carrie and Gerald in the back.

“Which way?” I asked.

“Take the highway straight out of town,” Gerald said. “Then a mile after the intersection with Fifteenth Street take a right on a dirt lane called Peacock Avenue.”

“Peacock?” Mary said. “Sounds terrifying.”

“The Internet said the last owner raised them. He was the one that—”

“Cut people’s toes off,” Mary said, interrupting Gerald.

“Among other things,” Gerald said. “When they finally caught him and started digging they found victim after victim all over his property, nearly all of them were missing something, all women.”

“Wasn’t he trying to make a perfect one, like a combination of all his favorite parts?”

“Yeah,” Gerald said.

“I know one of those,” I said.

“Aww,” Mary said. “Aren’t you sweet.”

“I was thinking about Miss O.”

Mary slapped at my arm while I laughed.

“Okay, coming up,” Gerald said. “It’ll be on your right.”

The car got quiet all of a sudden. I saw a green sign, hanging at an angle to the road, it was old and bent.

“Is that it?” I asked.

Mary leaned forward and squinted as I slowed the car.

“Peacock Avenue,” she said.

I turned onto the road and the roar of gravel under the tires sounded as we drove down the narrow single-lane. We hit a rut that almost made my head hit the roof. I slowed down. It was dark back here.

“I see the house,” Gerald said.



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