From Dusk Till Dawn: Open For Business
From Dusk Till Dawn micro fan fiction
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.”
That’s what travelers told everyone who passed by the club known as the Titty Twister when they drove through Mexico. They say there’s a dark energy that surrounds this club and if you open the entrance door and enter then there’s a good chance that you won’t make it back out. Greg didn’t care as he parked in the lot of the Titty Twister.
Greg got out of his truck in the warm dusk of night and went to the entrance door and slowly opened it. When he walked inside he found a lot of exotic dancers catering to the attention of a lot of bikers and truckers who were patrons. “Oh yeah, I ain’t leaving alright” he thought. “Way too much potential in this joint.” Greg then went to the bar and sat down next to one of the pretty dancers. “What’s your name baby?” Greg asked the dancer. “I’m Izamar” she responded.
“What’s yours?” Izamar asked. “Gregory” Greg replied. “What kinda food do you serve in this joint, luv?”
“Funny you should ask” Izamar began. “In this joint we love our red meat.” From around Greg all the dancers and the bouncers started morphing into vampires and feeding on the patrons. As Greg looked around in horror he turned his focus back to Izamar who had also morphed into a vampire. She then jumped on his lap with a diabolical smile and bit into his neck as he screamed in pain.
Greg then pushed her off of his lap and ran for the door with a bloody neck, but was ambushed by more vampires who started biting into every part of his body. He now wished he had never open the door that was open for business.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Comments (4)
Wonderful short! I read this one so fast, I couldn't believe I was as the end, I wanted more to the story, but very, very well done!!! Loved it!
OHHHH, so good!
I true.y love reading your work I love this one
Well that went downhill fast!!! Greg should've been thinking with the head on top of his shoulders, lol.