Two carloads of people pulled up in front of the spooky old house just as Onyx pulled up in her old truck. Thanks to the permanent overcast, the sky was already dark. Becca applied a last minute layer of lip gloss and hopped out of the truck after Onyx, locking her doors for her. Onyx and her carelessness.

Becca stared up at the looming old house. The grass, or what was left of it was brown and dead. The trees had long lost their crunchy leaves, and the boards of the home were weathered, as were the dark shingles. The windows with their orange lit rooms aglow, were ominous. Almost as ominous as the moon trying its best to peek through the dark and dreary clouds, causing a large yellow ring to form in the sky around it.

Before Becca made her move towards the house, a group of nuns, two werewolves, a clown and a sexy cop made their way up the two wooden steps towards Onyx. One of the costumed wolves with fake blood on his fake hairy face, smiled down at Onyx and reached down and opened the door for her. "It's a party," he said. "No one knocks for parties."

He and his group invited themselves in. Becca followed up the steps and waited at the door for a moment before shrugging, and stepping inside, too. Just behind her was another group. Two large boys, a bloody doctor and a banana, carried a keg, planting it in the front yard. Another boy, dressed as Michael Myers searched for the stereo.

"Wow," Becca said to Onyx. "This is going to get out of control really fast," she said. Just Onyx's kind of party. Becca searched for the host, wondering if they'd ever even see him tonight. She moved towards the kitchen to get out of the way of more partiers making their way inside. She grabbed a cup as the music started. As always, it was too loud. But that was best for parties. No one wanted to hear a bunch of people talking, they wanted to dance, and drink.

Becca herself, filled her cup with some punch. She was going to take it slow tonight. Mingle. Try not to make a fool of herself. She wanted to dance mostly. She made her way towards the living area where some of the boys had taken it upon themselves to scoot the couch back a few feet to create a dance floor. She set her drink on the fireplace and grabbed Onyx's hand, dragging her to the floor to dance.

((Now that's the beginning of a party. Looks like Vart and Kas will have to go upstairs to get away from all the commotion. ;)))