Frankie’s Funhouse by Beatrix Hollow EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Beatrix Hollow
- Language: English
- Genre: Occult Horror
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All I wanted was to dive into a deep-fried piece of bread and questionable
meat on a stick before my interview, which was in… I looked around
for a clock but couldn’t see any around. Elevator music was playing from
the mall speakers as I maneuvered around throngs of shoppers to get to the
corndog counter.
“Shit,” I huffed. My interview was likely five minutes ago but I was
going to throw up on their lap if I didn’t get carbs in me. My mom and I had
cleaned out the wine coolers when no other family members felt inclined to
imbibe last night. They stuck to their soda while we hackled like hyenas
over sweetened peach-flavored alcohol.
Which brought me back to my purse, or should I say my mom’s purse.
I’d accidentally grabbed it since we had matching lavender pleather purses.
How I didn’t immediately realize something was wrong I was chalking up
to early morning delirium. This thing weighed ten pounds and was digging
into my shoulder.
It was bursting with Avon cosmetics that my mom was attempting to
sell everywhere she went. I heard a lipstick liberate itself from the purse
and drop to the floor. I kept walking, unconcerned where it rolled and happy
to be free of one of the contents.
The scent of yesterday’s fresh perm wafted in my face—a biting
chemical scent I found oddly nice. My fingers pressed into the tight, dark
curls, enjoying the texture and bounce.
Man, I was hungry and hungover. Enough that the line at the corndog
place didn’t even bother me even though it should, considering I was
running late. My eyes slid around the packed mall hallway. A thriving mall
was a dangerous yet exciting thing—more shoppers than ever, bright
smiles, and multiple full bags in everyone’s hands.
Ten minutes later I rushed through the mall while forcing corndog down
my throat. I ran past a store mascot and shivered in displeasure at the sight
of it. I didn’t trust people in costumes. Ironically, clowns were my least
concern. It was the ones in those cartoon character suits that disturbed me
the most. I didn’t like knowing there was someone inside its body. Some
unknown person I couldn’t see and couldn’t get a read on. For all I knew
they were jerking off in there while holding a knife. Bunch of sick fucks.
I sent the mascot that looked like some peculiar fuzzy monster a mean
look he didn’t see and hurried down a less crowded hallway. The people
petered out as I continued toward the back of the hall. The less popular
shops were down here. The mall swords, the antique shop that gave a
frightening aura, and my destination: Frankie’s Funhouse.
I pushed the last piece of the deep-fried cornmeal and hot dog into my
mouth and chomped aggressively. The thing about eating bread fast was
that it gave me hiccups. So as I swallowed a too-large mouthful of only
partially chewed breading, I began to hiccup at an alarming rate.
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