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Facade
Ticking Time Bomb of Titillation
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10-30-2018, 06:21 AM
What's behind the door?
Username: Facade
Art Entry: 
What happens next?:
"Bloop!"
That's all you hear before glimpsing a headless apparition with peace signs for eyeboxes. An undead antiwar protester? A beheaded goth hipster? What is this madness!?
Of course, you don't stick around to find out. You hightail it out of there, careful to savor the luxe feeling of the intricately patterned carpet underfoot one last time. Grabbing hold of the bannister, you clear the landing, somehow keeping from slipping down the polished, winding staircases all the way to the ground floor.
You beeline out the front door and down the manicured lawns, not stopping until half an acre is between you and the mansion. You turn back in time to see the door you've just exited slam; despite yourself, in your high-adrenaline state, you swear you hear that addictive hook from All The Single Ladies blaring.
Naturally, you drop it low for about a minute or so, gyrating like a maniac. Then you flee the premises in your unmarked white van.
You'll definitely be calling up Uncle Bartleby-or-whatever after all this is done. Not only have you left behind your prized collection of phallic paraphernalia, but you also find him easy on the eyes.
That sizable fortune sure does help.
Last edited by Facade; 10-30-2018 at 06:36 AM..
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