Come Find Me - Part 3
by EJ Leonard
Good thing I was already dressed up from dinner, or I wouldn’t have gotten in!
How did you not remember the dress code!?
Don’t sass me bitch, I haven’t been to the Magic Castle since I was 10.
Just get a dress on and get back here quick. And DON’T stop for donuts!
DONUT TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE
Are you serious!? GET HOME! What if we have to drive to another clue soon!?
Why don’t you solve the first clue before you worry about that
Okay... I’m at the piano, but nobody named Irma is sitting here to give it to me.
Actually nobody is sitting at the piano
Irma’s a ghost or “ghost” if you will
What do you mean!?
You ask her to play a song, and the piano just starts playing the song
Bullshit.
You have to ask nicely though. So ask her to play the clue!
You just want me to look crazy like I’m talking to myself
Listen, you do an okay job of making yourself sound crazy without my help.
Just ask her to play something.
Someone in front of me just asked her to play 50 Cent’s In Da Club
And??
Holy SHIT. It worked!! AWESOME!
GO SHORTY! IT’S YA BIRTHDAY!
There’s one more person in front of me, then I can ask...
I wonder if I’m going to meet him tonight??
I’m nervous and I keep daydreaming it’s Steve.
It’s not Steve, and maybe he’s there right now. Have you been looking around?
Laney?
Um...so there’s some dude in a skeleton mask staring at me from the bar.
He’s creeping me out.
Maybe it’s just a prop or something
His arms move, and not like one of those robot people at Disneyland.
Like a human.
Is he with anyone?
No, which makes things even creepier. What if that’s him??
If it is, who has two thumbs and said it was probably going to be some weird dude??
Shut up, it’s my turn. I’m going to try to ignore him.
She’s playing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Hmmm... Lullaby, stars...night...
Oh my God....
What!?
Did you figure out who it is???
Laney??
Do I need to call 911 on that dude in the mask???
HELLOOOOOOO????
twenty minutes later
Daryl?
WTF!? Where did you go??
So just as Irma finished the song, I notice that the dude in the mask charging at me...
WHAT!?
Yeah. I scream. He claims he just wants to do a magic trick for me.
A guard grabs him, yelling about the mask and the dress code.
He refuses to take the mask off, and gets dragged outside.
But on his way out, he hands this sick-looking magician guy who he calls Uncle Perry, this piece of paper...
telling him to hand it to me for his friend.
Just as the guy is about to give it to me, he projectile vomits all over the piano AND me...
and then passes out face first on the floor.
Hello?? You still there??
Yeah, I’m sorry, I threw myself on the floor laughing.
Thanks...
DID YOU GET THE PAPER!?
Yeah.
I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED THAT KIND OF COMEDY!! What does it say?
“Dreams are like stars; you may never touch them but if you follow them, they will lead you to your destiny. Tomorrow 9PM.”
Hmmm...both clues have stars in them. Maybe they’re talking about the Walk of Fame?
Stars...celebrities?
You’re kidding right? I’m not figuring this out right now.
WHAT!?
I’m standing in a magic fucking castle covered in vomit...
after an insane man in a murder mask gave me the next clue.
You can’t stop now! I want to see how it ends!!
It probably ends in an abandoned warehouse with me on a meat hook.
Whoever orchestrated this is a hot mess. And clearly NOT Steve.
I shouldn’t have gotten so excited :(
Oh, cheer up, chickee.
Can you please just pick me up?
About that...so...
my Mom freaked out about me taking the car without her permission...
and I’m kind of grounded right now...
SO HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET HOME?
I don’t know...Call your parents? Uber?
I just spent my last $20 to get IN here, and my parents think I’m at your house!!
Well, shit...maybe my cousin Joe can come get you?
HELL NO! The last time I saw him, he sniffed my hair and told me he wanted to eat it.
Hmmmm...what about that nerd across the street from you?
Ben?
Doesn’t he have a car?
Yeah, but I haven’t talked to him in years. It would be weird.
I think he’s your only bet right now.
Are you sure you can’t come get me??
I wish I could. You know my Mom. Call that guy.
He once gave me the answers to one of my math exams, he’ll probably do it.
Fine. I’ll get his number and text him.
Sorry, girl.
a few hours later
Hello? Is this Ben Crowley?
Who is this?
Hey...it’s Laney from across the street.
Listen, I know it’s been awhile, but I need a huge favor.
Ben looks wide-eyed at his phone, then promptly faints
Hello??
Ben?
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