As with all stories of this nature....
It's a dark and stormy night. Victoria is finishing up her first solo beat as a rookie cop. She gets a call from dispatch that there's a disturbance at the old abandoned mansion at the edge of town. She's pretty sure it's a hoax, and the night's been long. She thinks about ignoring the call and just calling it a night, but she realizes that she'll likely never hear the end of it from the rest of the department if she doesn't go. With a sigh, she picks up the radio in the car and acknowledges that she's on route. Looking down at her ridiculous outfit, she sighs again as she flicks on the flashing light bar atop of squad car and drives towards the edge of town.
Earlier that day, as she opened her locker, she found that her uniform had been replaced by a 'sexy cop' hallowe'en costume. When she tried to complain to the captain, he just shrugged his shoulders and said that it would only be for one day, that he was certain that her regular uniform would show up again the next day. He mentioned that a rookie's first solo beat was a bit of a tradition. She had decided to grin and 'bare' it, as she put on the too short skirt, and the haltertop that revealed too much of her bosom and midriff. On the one hand, she felt entirely embarrassed, but on the other hand, it did give her an excuse to flaunt her curves at work.
Victoria reaches the rickety cobblestone driveway of the abandoned mansion. The gates are open, so she drives up the patch; missing stones on the path making the drive slow and particularly bumpy. She stops the car as she nears the entrance of the mansion. One side of the massive double doors is off its hinges, leaving it askew and cracked open. There's a dim light emanating from inside. 'Maybe this call isn't a hoax afterall,' she thinks to herself as she gets out of the car. The pouring rain drenches her skimpy outfit as she nears the house. She turns on her flashlight, shining it towards the direction she wants to go. "Hello?!" She calls out. "This is the police. Is anybody there?"
All she hears is the sound of thunder in the distance, but there definitely seems to be a light glowing from within. She pushes the door open further so that she can get in and repeats her call. This time, she thinks she hears something. It sounds like faint laughter. But she's unsure if it's the weather playing with her senses. She shakes it off and walks into the main foyer. Shining the flashlight around to try and see if there's anything there, if there's anyone there.
All of a sudden, the massive double doors close shut behind her with a loud thud. 'That's odd,' She thinks to herself. 'I could have sworn that the door was off its hinges. How the heck—?' Her thought gets cut off as the room goes completely dark. She loses the light from her flashlight also. As she smacks the side of the flashlight to try to see if it can't turn back on, the floor seems to disappear from under her. She finds herself falling, no... floating downwards. Victoria wants to scream, but her curiosity is stronger than her fear. She looks around into the darkness as she floats down. She feels a cool breeze between her legs as she continues to sink, blowing gently against her pink pussy through her thong. Again she thinks that she hears laughter. "Hello?!" She calls out into the darkness. "Is anybody there?!" She's afraid for her precarious situation, curious to its absurdity, and a little excited with the mystery. The juxtaposition of all these conflicting emotions makes her quiver a little.
Victoria hears the laughter again. This time, it's a little more distinct, unfortunately, it sounds like it's distinctly in the back of her head. She can feel the voice dancing around in her head, as it gets nearer and clearer. The voice in her head begins to sing. "Zippidee doo dah, zippidee ay. My oh my, there's a slut here to play". The voice laughs, apparently pleased at how clever it was.
"Who's there?!" Victoria calls out into the darkness.
The voice continues to hum the song happily.
