Disclaimer: I don't own TCM.
Though I wish I owned Thomas Hewitt .
In this version, Thomas is deformed and he does wear a mask BUT he can speak.
This is going to be a romance, but not your usual kind. It will be filled with obsession and blood!
Cool, huh!?
I appreciate reviews, but not flames. I'm very sensitive.
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It was starting to get dark. Thick, grey clouds hovered in the sky, covering what little sun there was. Faint grumbles were heard in the distance, signalling the chance of thunder. The long, cracked roads were empty. They hadn't seen a car in the past three hours, and they'd been driving for five.
With a yawn, Elizabeth shifted in her seat and looked out of the window. The moving scenery wasn't very exciting to look at; weeds and unkempt grass laced the road sides.
A loud crack blasted through the sky, closer this time, and it became painfully obvious that the weather wasn't going to improve anytime soon.
Elizabeth shifted once again and stretched lightly, the woven blanket that had been up to her shoulders fell to her waist. The mini-van was old and didn't have a heater, in fact, it didn't have a radio, either, and the seats were worn and ripped. But it was cheap and did the job.
Naturally, not all the occupants of the van were happy about having to use it. When Paul had picked everyone up, Carrie and Daniel were the first to complain about its condition, moaning and groaning about everything and anything. Chad acted indifferent, choosing to talk about the trip instead, while Elizabeth read in the back.
The five friends had different personalities, came from different backgrounds and had different social standings at school. It was a wonder how they got on so well, but they did.
More cracks and flashes raced through the sky, and small patters of rain fell to the ground.
Carrie groaned in annoyance as she snapped a window shut, blocking out the rain. Daniel and Chad both looked at each other and grimaced. This was not turning out to be a fun filled trip.
The traffic on the highway had been horrific, it was the start of summer break, and it appeared everyone wanted to spend it away from home. The group had unanimously decided to try and take a different route to avoid the traffic; they regretted it now.
They had left the highway five hours ago, following the road on their old map, but they hadn't seen another car in a long time, no signs either. The road and surrounding area was desolate, and the rain was coming down heavy now, making it hard to see.
"You think they'll keep our cabin if we don't check in on time?" Carrie asked, as she drew a face in the mist on the window.
"I don't know. We put a deposit down, so they should." Paul answered from upfront, not breaking eye contact from the road. The wipers were now working furiously to keep the window clear, their squeaking lost in the wind.
"They'd better keep that cabin for us. That wasn't a cheap deposit." Chad said in a yawn, kicking his feet onto the luggage stashed in the middle of the floor.
"It'll be fine." Elizabeth said with a shrug, "Don't worry. Where are we on the map?"
Daniel turned back around in his seat and began shuffling through the various papers and magazines scattered upfront. Lifting the map in the air, he frowned.
"I don't know where we are on the map. There are no signs on this road, but we've been driving for a while…" putting the map back on the seat, he turned around again, "This is a really long road, Liz. We've been driving for what? Four hours? Five? It can't be that much longer."
With a nod and a smile from Elizabeth, he turned around again. Nobody talked. The sound of the fierce rain outside and the howling wind drowned out the drone of the engine. Carrie's eyes were now closed and Chad's chin was resting on his chest.
Taking a book from her bag, Elizabeth began to read silently, the dim light inside the mini-van making her strain her eyes.
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A muffled exclamation made Elizabeth's eyes snap open and the book dropped from her hand. Blinking repeatedly, she realised she had fallen asleep. Rubbing her eyes lightly, she looked up to the front, to see Daniel with a worried frown on his face.
Chad was snoring lightly, and Carrie was nestled under a blanket. Not wanting to wake the two, Elizabeth gently climbed over the luggage and hovered behind Daniel and Paul.
The wind and rain was still beating mercilessly at the car.
"What's going on?" She asked quietly, examining their faces.
"Nothing" Paul replied calmly, the same time as Daniel sad "We're low on gas."
"What!" Elizabeth exclaimed, looking out of the window for a house or gas station. There was nothing. They were in the only vehicle on this road, what would happen if they ran out of gas? They couldn't walk back to the highway, and certainly not in this weather.
"I saw a sign," Paul's ever calm voice interrupted Elizabeth's frenzied thoughts, "Don't worry. I saw a sign, it was for a café. There has to be a gas station there, or someone who will help. They'll have a phone."
"I didn't see a sign, Paul. I haven't seen a sign once." Daniel said quietly.
"If Paul saw a sign, I believe him." Chad said his voice thick with sleep, he pointedly looked at Daniel, "We'll just carry on driving for as long as we can until we find the café, okay?"
Nodding in silent agreement, Elizabeth climbed over the luggage once more and took her seat. She looked over at Carrie who was still asleep, blissfully unaware of their predicament. Chad stretched.
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The mini-van began to turn right. Chad stared out of the window, and Elizabeth did the same. It felt like they had been driving forever, the threat of no gas looming over them. The van was struggling, it was shuddering a lot and Paul was looking increasingly nervous, but he had been right. There was a café. And there were gas pumps outside it.
Elizabeth smiled as relief flooded over her, but as they parked outside, worry began to grow once more in the pit of her stomach. It was a mess. The café was old, very old. The gas pumps were rusty and weeds poked out from the cracked cement of the road.
"This place doesn't look like it's seen a customer in…well…forever…" Daniel sputtered from upfront while Paul turned off the ignition.
"There's a light on inside…" Chad murmured as Elizabeth slid the door open and stepped out into the rain.
Running to Paul, who was waiting for her, they both made their way to the entrance.
Daniel opened his door and stepped out of the van, just as Elizabeth and Paul entered the café.
"What's going on?" Carrie mumbled to Chad, sloppily sitting up and looking around in confusion.