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A large black hearse slowed down as it passed him and then pulled over to the side of the road. He ran up to it and opened the passenger door. The driver had a chainsaw on his lap and was wearing a hockey mask. In the back of the hearse stood the little girl, wearing a white sundress with the word Chucky written across the front in bright red letters.

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The little girl looked at him and said "Would you like to play a game?". She spoke with a pause between the words, much like someone recording their lines backward one word at a time and having them reaaranged.
Edmund's first impulse was to say he wanted to play a game of thermonuclear war, and then he knew he must leave the land of 80's films before it got past the realm of good films and into Howard the Duck range. He turned to run from the hearse, but was horrified to see.....

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...Goatman escaping through the trees. Facinated, he ran after him until he cam across a harley davidson with these words scrawled across the paint-
Kool On Rehtraf Ni Hces Fo Ruoy Stnap!



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Edmund was puzzled by the words, mainly why someone would use a gothic font with pink spraypaint when times new roman or helvetia would have clearly looked better. The prospect of finding his pants gave him encouragement so he kept walking, and soon saw the neon lights of bar ahead.
It was clear after a few minutes that beer was hot and the women were cold, but none of that mattered when he saw his pants on stage. They were being worshipped by a group of telepathic bald mutants. They were part of a group worshipping a nuclear bomb but left over a minor dispute before the films crews arrived and that damn astronaut looking for his friend taylor.

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Edmund grabbed a nearby pool cue and swung it around in a wide arc as he rushed the stage. Strangely the mutants erupted in a puff of smoke as he hit them. Quickly he grabbed his pants and put them on.

Now, with his dark pants of demonic summoning +2 recovered, his reign of terror could finally begin.

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With a quick stride he walked out of the bar, but not before ordering a martini. He made his way onto the highway, and attempted to thumb a ride.
Soon enough, the bright headlights of an oncoming semi found him, and pulled over to pick him up. The woman driving the semi was excessively obese, and had the crazy look of a dying unicorn in her eyes. Not many words passed between them, and late in the night she turned to him and muttered, "On this very night, ten years ago, along this very stretch of road in a dense fog just like this. I saw the worst accident I ever seen. There was this sound, like a garbage truck dropped off the Empire State Building... And when they pulled the driver's body from the twisted, burning wreck... it looked like THIS"...

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She said as she pulled a picture out of her pocket. Edmund wanted to look away but found himself unable to. It was worse than he expected - the face looked like a cross between Chelsea Clinton and Steven Tyler, only worse. How it looked before the accident was the real question.
Edmund had other questions on his mind naturally. Things like "What happened then?" and "Why does your truck smell like there is a body in the back?"
But before he could ask her anything, the driver was slowing down and pulling into a sleepy roadside hotel. The flickering sign out front read 'Bates Hotel". She said "this is as far as I will take you" before practically pushing him out and pulling back on the road. Edmund did not have much of a choice, so he headed for the hotel office......

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...which was surprisingly upscale for how ran-down the building looked from the outside. Magnificent marble columns ran up to the ceiling at least 100 feet high. A huge sparkling fountain adorned with 4 gold cherubs dominated the center of the room. But what really caught his attention was the.....

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