Halloween At the Bates Hotel--Revised

Halloween at the Bates Hotel The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy, When I came in to pay the gas I owed. “Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.” He pointed down a dark and dreary road. No kids were Trick-or-Treating that Halloween night, Nothing was open. I couldn’t buy nor sell. I could barely see. There wasn’t a single light. Then I saw the sign for the Bates Hotel The clerk in drag, carrying a dripping blade, Said they had a sudden opening; But first he had to get the room remade. “Why don’t you stroll outside, see what’s happening.” Some spaced-out dwarves were shuffling ‘round the mortuary, While a Tall Man looked down from up above. Nearby a big dude in a goalie mask was swinging a machete, Taunting a burned guy wearing a freaky glove. Another dude was gardening, cutting something at night, Sporting a leather mask and a gas chainsaw. But a walking-talking Good Guy doll gave me the biggest fright-- He was probably the weirdest thing I saw. I decided to head back; this town gave me the ‘willies’. A big shape and a clown grabbed me outside the Bates Hotel! “I’m Mike Myers, and my friend’s name’s Penny. We’ve come to convey you back to Hell.”