She was alone.
In a dark, creepy, old, abandoned museum.
The storm rumbled breaking the heavy silence. Vanessa jumped and let out a shriek as she lost her balance and fell backward landing hard on the cold, dusty floor.
"Ow!" she cried out as a throbbing pain shot up through her hips and into her body.
How the hell did she get talked into coming in this creepy place she thought. Furthermore, who's idea was it that they split up and play hide and seek. Vanessa sighed as she immediately knew the answer.
Frank and Justine.
"Okay okay, the road was flooded I'll give them that," she muttered to herself as she got back to her feet. "And it was cold and raining and this place seemed a better shelter than Frank's beat up old van.
Vanessa dusted herself off and checked the small light brown leather bag that held her medicine inside. Unzipping it and quickly checking for anything broken inside, she breathed a sigh of relief when the bottles and syringes looked intact.
"Thank goodness. Last thing I need is to have an attack while I'm stuck here," she reminded herself. "Now where could Cooper and the others be hiding?"
"Cooper....Frank...Justine...Bradley....anybody?" she called out.
Her voice getting drowned out by the rumbling thunder and rain of the storm storm. She walked around the wax statues and glass exhibits that filled the room.
Thunder boomed from outside and the room seemed to shake. Vanessa braced herself on a wax statue of Genghis Khan.
Even though it looked dry, the surface of the statue felt cold and slimy to her hands. Vanessa's stomach crawled and she let go of the thing as soon as she felt steady enough.
"Eww" she said disgusted.
She wiped her hands on the front of her black tuxedo jacket that made up her magician costume. It was supposed to be a replica of what Zatanna, a magician super heroine from her favorite comics looked like. Unfortunately none of her friends had gotten the reference.
She and her friends were supposed to be at a costume party to celebrate Halloween. Unfortunately, the party as in the next state over.
None of them had the money for all of them to fly. The only alternative was a long, boring road trip in the back of Frank's old van.
Everything was going fine until Frank decided to go on a back road detour and get them lost. Even worse when a wicked thunderstorm came out of no where and rained out the roads.
They spent hours looking for shelter from the storm. Frank's van was not equipped with heat and the cold began to seep into the interior of the van making it ll the more uncomfortable. Especially since everyone had put on their costumes to wear that day.
Vanessa had thought that was the extent of their troubles but she would have been wrong.
Frank had brought along his new girlfriend, Justine.
She was none too pleased with the fact that she, like everyone else, was cold however unlike everyone else, she felt the cold, the storm and the whole trip was entirely Frank's fault and had no problems yelling and complaining how she deserved better in his ear.
To Frank's credit, he took it like a man and just kept driving while Justine kept complaining and accusing Frank of being totally incompetent.
Nothing but wheat fields, and open pastures for miles. Then the van stopped suddenly. Cooper looked out the small window on the side of the van.
Outside stood an old, rundown two story wax museum that had been condemned but had apparently not been deemed fit for demolition. Some of the windows were boarded up.
Graffiti the faded gray brick walls in various places. Tall weeds and grasses had overtaken the cracked pavement that had at one time served as a walkway to the front door.
Frank was the one that suggested they break in. Everyone else thought it a bad idea. But then the alternative was to stay out in the van all night and freeze or even worse be stuck listening to Justine's incessant bitching.
And no one wanted that.
As a group the five friends jumped out of the van and ran across the sprawling overgrown lawn through the cold, pounding rain to the front of the museum. By the time all of them had reached the grimy, glass double doors, they were all drenched head to toe.
Luckily the doors were unlocked.
Once inside, they took time to shake off and squeeze out as much of the cold and rain out of their clothes.
The grey sky lightened the the gloom of the lobby somewhat. They could see a little ways past the front desk that was long devoid of any greeter or tour supervisor.
It got considerably darker past the desk and into the actual museum. There were no lights visible of any kind which indicated that the power had long been turned off. with the heavy darkness inside and the storm outside, the place seemed very creepy and ominous.
This of course did not deter Frank who quickly decided they should split up and explore the museum for signs of a generator.
That was over an hour ago. Vanessa wrapped her arms around herself as she still felt cold in her outfit. She had on black shorts but they were very thin and offered no protection the cold rain.
Her hair was still dripping wet and she could not stop shaving even though inside the building was warmer.
Her white corset style shirt covered her mid section and most of her breasts though it did reveal more towards the top and left her feeling chills.
The short, black briefs and fishnet stockings did little to help either as they revealed her entire thigh all the way down to her knee where the tops of her wet leather boots started.
She felt chills run all over her body every step as she went room to room looking for her friends. She soon came to a set of double doors labeled Celebrity Exhibit.
Moving through the doors, she hoped to find a sign of someone she knew. Right as she took her first step into the room, Vanessa felt something sticky cling to her face. It took her a few moments to realize she'd walked into patch of cobwebs.
"Ecckk" she cried out, clawing and batting away the webs from her face.
Except for the occasional lightning flash, the whole place was pitch black. It was hard just trying to make out what was in front of her much less avoiding hazards.
Vanessa struggled a few more moments pulling the remnants of the webs out of her hair and from her face. She spit on the floor a few times thinking she'd gotten some in her mouth.
