It's Halloween night at nearly midnight. All the trick-or-treaters have finished up gathering treats.
Mary-Jane: (carrying her guitar case, heading out the door)
Persephone: Going out to sing in the woods again?
Mary-Jane: Yeah.
Persephone: Does your phone have enough charge?
Mary-Jane: Uh-huh.
Rueben: Isn't it a bit dangerous to go out this late at night?
Mary-Jane: Hey, man. I'll be fine. If some bozo tries to mess with me, I'll give 'em what for.
Rueben: But I--
Venus: It's OK, Rueben. She can take care of herself.
Mary-Jane: Alright. I'll call or text if anything comes up. Ciao. (leaves, heads deep into the woods, then she finds a good spot to sit, she takes out her guitar, strums it a bit to warm up, then she starts playing it, then she begins to sing)
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long years, stole a many men's soul and faith
I was 'round when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure the Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
(meanwhile, down below the ground, somewhere in Hell, a large pink reptilian demon and his associate, a tall lanky weasel demon, are enjoying a nice meal, when suddenly, the weasel demon starts hearing Mary-Jane's song)
Weasel Demon: (puts his hand to his ear, liking what he hears)
Reptilian Demon: Wheez, you've stopped eating. Care to tell me why?
Wheez: Oh! Sorry, B.L. I just thought I heard the most beautiful voice in ages.
B.L: Then why don't you go up there and find the source of that voice?
Wheez: You know, maybe I will. Be right back. (goes up the surface, pops up from underground, grunts as he pushes himself out of the hole, then he follows his ears to where the song is coming from, he spots Mary-Jane sitting out in the clearing, still singing and playing her guitar, he watches from a distance)
Mary-Jane: (turns her head left and right, her hair sways, accentuating her beauty)
Wheez: (an old car horn is heard as his tongue hangs out and eyes bulge and turn into hearts)
Mary-Jane: (hums a bit as she finishes up)
Wheez: (hearts flutter over him, his own heart starts pounding out of his chest)
Mary-Jane: (has finished her song, then she puts her guitar back in its case, then she gets up and starts walking out of the woods, heading back home)
Wheez: (the hearts above him all pop like bubbles, then he grins) Wow. A beautiful voice with looks to match....She's....perfect....(sighs deeply)
(then a deep growling sound can be heard behind him)
Wheez: (gulps, then he nervously turned around)
A wild bear growls at Wheez
Wheez: Mother....
Then the camera shifts up to the sky as we hear Wheez screaming as the bear beats him up
Then the scene shifts to Wheez returning to Hell, his clothes are all torn up from the bear attack
B.L.: Well? Did you find the source of that voice?
Wheez: Yep! I sure did! You should've seen her, B.L.! And not just her voice! She's got those blue eyes, that gray fur, that smile, and don't get me started on her silky-looking lavender hair! She's...she's so...beautiful....B.L., I think that she-weasel is the girl of my dreams.
B.L.: So...you want to get to know her more?
Wheez: Is it that obvious?
B.L.: Alright. I'll let you go up to the surface for 21 days.
Wheez: Oh, thank you, B.L.! Thank you, thank you, thank you! (about to head out)
B.L.: One more thing.
Wheez: Huh?
B.L.: (conjures up a cellphone, hands it to Wheez) Take this with you.
Wheez: A cellphone?
B.L.: Call or text me everything that happens.
Wheez: You got it.
B.L.: Remember what you told me time and time again, Wheez?}
Wheez: Tell you what?
B.L.: About you wanting to take a wife.
Wheez: Oh, that.
B.L.: Something tells me that you might've found Miss Right tonight.
Wheez: Maybe...
B.L.: Well....good luck.
Wheez: (nods, then he heads to the elevator which would lead him to the surface world)
To be continued...
End of chapter 1
