It was a nice warm evening - when Zachary James Baker, who was also known as Zacky Vengeance, left the studio that his band was recording in. He decided that the weather was perfect for walking home. Zacky smiled, as he glanced up at the sky. The moon was full, and shining brightly.
"Ah, how nice is southern California," Zacky commented, in a near whisper. He began to whistle, as he started to make his way home. He loved the feel of the cool breeze on his bare arms. "Home sweet Huntington Beach!"
Suddenly, without warning, a bunch of bats flew in front of Zacky.
"What the bloody hell?!" Zacky gasped, as that sight was unexpected.
Almost as quickly, the bats flew away - except for one.
"This must be bat country," Zacky quipped, under his breath.
As Zacky took a closer look at the bat, he saw that it was no ordinary bat. It was a skull with bat wings. It was a deathbat! It looked exactly like Avenged Sevenfold’s logo! The deathbat’s eyes began to blink, as light shined from them.
"God, I don’t think I drank that much!” Zacky muttered, shaking his head. He closed his eyes for about ten seconds, then reopened them. The deathbat was still fluttering in front of him. “Jesus!”
As the deathbat began to fly straight ahead, Zacky was mesmerized. He swallowed, as he began to follow it - as the deathbat’s eyes provided the light. It was almost as if the deathbat was guiding Zacky along.
After what seemed to be about fifteen minutes, the deathbat suddenly turned right and took off.
"Hey!" Zacky protested. As he glanced around, he saw that he was standing on a trail in a forest. "Where the hell am I?"
Suddenly, Zacky heard some music playing. It sounded like a clashing of cymbals and triangles, accompanied by a sitar. Zacky began to head to where the music was. Suddenly, he saw a group of skeletons dancing around a bonfire.
"What the…" Zacky gasped, as he could not believe his eyes.
"Hello, Zacky!" called out a high-pitched feminine voice. As Zacky turned around, he saw a pink skeleton standing behind him. "Welcome to our humble abode."
"And who the bloody hell are you?" Zacky snapped, as he began to feel terrified. As the pink skeleton placed her bony hands on Zacky’s shoulder, he let out a little shriek.
"Do not be afraid," the pink skeleton commented, gently. "I mean no harm. Come follow me."
While Zacky opened his mouth to protest, he found himself following the pink skeleton, as she stepped in front of him. He tried to make his legs turn in another direction, but to no avail.
Within moments, Zacky and the skeleton stepped out of the forest, onto a rusted road. There were a bunch of jack-o-lanterns lined up on both sides of the road.
"I’ve a feeling I’m not in Huntington Beach, anymore," Zacky muttered, shaking his head.
Just then, a mummy and a zombie crossed the street. Zacky blinked, as he could not believe his eyes.
Suddenly, from the left, a little girl in a Victorian blue dress began to run up to Zacky and the skeleton.
"Welcome to Spookytown," the little girl greeted, smiling.
"Thanks, I guess," Zacky replied, with a feeling of uncertainly. He began to reach out to touch the little girl, until he realized that she was translucent. "Eek! You’re a ghost!"
"That a problem for you?" the little girl asked, sounding hurt.
"Uh, no, I guess not," Zacky muttered, nervously. "It’s just that, uh… I’m supposed to be home, by now."
"Please don’t fret," the little girl insisted. "You were sent here for a reason. Allow me to lead you to the great mansion."
"Uh, yeah, okay, sure," Zacky mumbled, in a near whisper
Zacky swallowed deeply, as he allowed the skeleton and the little ghost girl to lead him on.

Notes

To be continued...