Erika looked over the final preparations for the Halloween party. It was a tradition for their sorority to turn their house into a haunted mansion during Halloween. Right now they were putting the finishing touches on the attic, where the actual party would be held.
The redheaded Romy and Toby, her boyfriend from the basketball-team, were busy setting up the sound-system in the corner while Angela and her twin Mai were fussing over the food. She turned around again and watched as the raven-haired Sarah studied the old book beside her before carefully painting another blue squiggle in the circle.
Once again Erika studied the large sigil in the center. It was blue like the rest and connected to the circle by three lines. It didn't really resemble anything but it still reminded Erika of something. The design was enchanting, although Erika didn't think that was the right word. Enchanting was too delicate a word for the primal vibe she got from it.
Erika walked over and put her hand on Sarah's shoulder who seemed to jump at the contact. "You know, you don't have to put in this much work. Don't get me wrong, I like how you want to make it authentic but it just has to look occult."
Sarah turned her head, resting her hand holding the brush on the floor at the same time. "It's really no problem and I just think you should do it right if you do something."
Erika nodded. "And what is it supposed to do?"
Sarah gave her a smile. "Summon the demon Optabido."
Erika blinked and then shrugged it off. "Okay, well you are the expert on these things." She frowned as another thought hit her. "This is removable, right?"
Sarah chuckled and nodded and Erika let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, just checking. Well, I have to go over to Amanda's to get my costume. I should be back in an hour in time to greet the first guests."
They said their good-byes and she left, not noticing the appreciative stare Sarah was giving her denim-clad behind or the glimmer that traveled from the painter's pale hand through the entire symbol before vanishing again.
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'Stupid Amanda and her hormones!' Erika fumed as she stomped back. 'Two hours! Two fucking hours waiting in the hallway while she has a sex-marathon with her latest conquest.' So now she was late, very late.
'But my costume looks fantastic,' she tried to console herself. She had gone for the pirate look, with black leather trousers that hugged her legs and a frilly shirt that was untied to show of her modest cleavage. She wore a bandoleer with a cheap plastic sword on her left and had her light-blond hair in a braid that came to her shoulders.
The party was supposed to have started an hour ago when she finally arrived, but she was surprised to find nobody at the entrance. The door was open and she could faintly hear the spooky music drifting into the night but the hallway was empty.
She walked in looking around in the hope of seeing a latecomer but either nobody was interested in their party or everybody was so interested that they were actually on time. Neither possibility sounded right to Erika and nobody was around.
'Just me and the fake spiderwebs, bats and the spooky music...' Erika blinked as it finally registered that the song had changed and that she didn't recognize it as one they had selected for the evening. The music now playing spoke of a thrumming need. It gave her the feeling that something was waiting for her in the house. Unthinking she took a step back and jumped when she heard a bang behind her.
She turned around and saw the door was now closed. And she was still alone. 'Must have been the wind,' Erika reasoned. Only problem was that it wasn't that windy. 'Okay, I think I have wasted enough time standing around. I better get upstairs.'
She took the corridor on the right and strode purposefully down the dimly lit hall. She turned right where the corridor ended expecting to see the stairs to the second floor but stopped when she found a corridor identical to the one she just went through. She looked back and found her vision blocked by a wall at the end of that corridor right about where the hallway was supposed to be. That intersection was a mirror image to the one she was standing in down to the small table with a lamp and a plastic spider on it.
The blonde pirate couldn't think up a perfectly logical explanation for what she was seeing and panic began to well up before she fought it down.
'So my two options now are going forward or trying to make my way back,' she reasoned. 'Or I could just use my cell to call for help.' Her hand went to her pocket in a reflexive move to retrieve the phone when she realized she had forgotten it in her haste to get changed. 'Okay, well I still have two options.' The thought rang with false cheer.
In the end Erika decided to go forward hoping her chances to meet someone that way were higher than if she tried to backtrack. She saw that another hallway intersected with this one five doors down and hoped she would see something familiar once there because she was rapidly getting lost. Perhaps it was all the Halloween decoration or more of the weirdness going on but she hardly recognized anything.
She was just passing another door identical to all the others she had seen so far when she heard a growl coming from behind it. Erika froze at that first sign of another living thing. She looked at the door and tried to catch any other noises. More growls and a roar came from within the room but she also thought she had heard someone talking.
Licking her suddenly dry lips she reached for the handle. The background music wasn't helping to quell her anxiety and actually seemed to grow louder, thumping in time with the beating of her heart. A tremble ran through her body. Once she pressed the handle down the door swung open on its own revealing two occupants. A boy and a girl mating on the rug not two meters in front of her.
The guy was kneeling behind the girl and had a muscled physique. He was completely naked, slamming his dick into the girl while gripping her hips. His head hung forward and he seemed to be lost in the sensations.
The girl was on all fours and still wore a cat-costume complete with fake cat-ears, soft fur on her back as well as on her thighs and the back of her hands and a long tail that was currently plastered against the guy's sweaty chest. She too had her head lowered and brown bangs of hair obscured her face. But she was obviously the source of the growls and mewling noises and Erika could now hear the two bodies slapping together as well.
Erika stood there, just watching. She simply didn't know what to do and the couple was too focussed on each other to notice her. She deliberately exhaled and inhaled in the hope that the simple breathing exercise would jolt her thought processes. 'What is that smell?' she wondered. It was a little musky and she automatically took a deep breath to get more of the scent.
Her eyes refocused on the girl, they traveled over her form and drank in the sight of her sinuous body pushing back to meet the man's thrusts. Erika stepped into the room with hands that longed to feel that soft fur. She wanted to stroke it and make that pussycat purr in delight. 'I am so thirsty, I need to drink her, I have to...'
Her train of thought was interrupted by another roar from the girl who now arched her back in orgasm. Her head whipped up and Erika could now see her face and look into her eyes. Those golden eyes with vertical slits that looked exactly like a cat's. The girl's ears twitched and her tail moved showing that they weren't fake. 'She isn't dressed as a cat, she's a real cat-girl.' The shock of that insight doused the inner fire that Erika hadn't even noticed starting.
She turned around and ran out of the room, not caring which way she turned or where she was going. She just kept running to put as much distance between her and that room. She took a left, a right and a left again until she had to stop and lean against the wall to catch her breath.
Initially she didn't care where she was now as her only concern was getting enough oxygen. But eventually her breathing returned to normal and her mind turned to the task of finding other people, more precisely people who were human and not having sex. At first she thought she had come to a halt next to a clock or closet. But when she moved a little to the center of the hall so she could see the front of it she saw it was neither of those things.
It was a sarcophagus, complete with a painting on it of a mummy decked out in gold and holding those two scepter-things. Erika vaguely recalled they had put one of those in but she could have sworn it was a lot smaller.
"Oh God!" she screamed as she jumped away. Something in the sarcophagus had moved and banged against the wood. As her heart rate slowed down she noticed that it was still rocking. Erika was conflicted on what to do, unsure if she should see if someone was trapped in there or simply leave before she could be surprised like before.
'I can't just go, I need to know if there is somebody in there who needs my help. And if that someone can help me,' she admitted. She wasn't too proud to acknowledge that she was in over her head.
Slowly she approached the elaborate coffin, ready to flee at any moment. She lay one ear on the front of the sarcophagus, once more straining to hear anything that might give her a clue as to who or what was on the other side.
