Look who’s there, a wandering adventurer looking for the Bananafish treasure! This episode is part of the interactive story/treasure hunt called “Quest In The Realms”. If you landed on this page because you’re trying to solve the mystery, don’t hesitate and keep delving in the story. If you came here through random loitering, what are you waiting for!?
5
Was her hair red? You could swear it was blonde. Maybe it was just the lights, or lack thereof. But she’s there, between the aisles, and if she’s heard you follow her inside the abandoned guitar shop, she doesn’t seem to care. After all, she seemed happy to tease you over here.
The shop is lit with candles and they smell like dead roses. Rotten guitars line the cracked plaster walls. Broken strings dangle like dead limbs. You follow the woman to an aisle full of moldy sheet music and then she disappears. You call out to her, but she ignores you and reappears deeper into the abandoned store, where the light of the candles barely reach.
By now, the smell of the candles fills your mind. You can’t help but imagine yourself touching her, being with her, dedicating yourself to her.
Mendo, get a hold of yourself man, you think. Then your artist voice speaks up. This could be one hell of a song. You should write lyrics about this whole thing. You remind yourself to remember to remember…
Then she’s there, standing in front of you, shaded by the darkness. She is close enough that you see her long, dark fingernails. Girls these days really go all out on the goth thing.
“Creepy place,” you say, trying to hide your fear. The hair on your arms stands on end and a shiver runs down your spine. “Let’s party or what, babe?”
She takes a single step forward from the shadows, and you see black tights, torn at the knees. She’s wearing a plaid skirt and you reach out and grab her by the hips. You pull her close, ready to kiss her. Her face emerges from the darkness.
She’s smiling, her teeth black and rotten. Her skin is bloated and wet like a submerged corpse. Black goo dripping from her mouth.
“PARTY TIME!” she laughs.
