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"Dead Man's Party"

"Dead Man's Party"

This post is part of a series: Part I, "scream!," Part II, "Wolves,” and Part III, “Monster,” Part IV, "Ghost," and Part V "I Don't Wanna Live Forever," and Part VI "Dead Man's Party."

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Dracula and Mrs. Frankenstein are setting up the rest of the table, bringing the rest of the food. It is set lavishly. It is the new year for all undead. 

Mrs. Frankenstein: Ready to tell everyone?

Drac: I've been ready. We'll do it toward the end of the night. Right before sunrise?

Mrs. Frankenstein: If we can keep it a secret that long.

The doorbell rings. 

Mrs. Frankenstein: Want me to get it?

Drac: "Yeah, yeah, let 'em in."

Mrs. Frankenstein goes to get the door. Wolfie and Ghost come in.

Ghost: You're already here!

Wolfie: We weren't sure you were coming at all.

Mrs. Frankenstein: Well "I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go." I wasn't going to let that go to waste.

Wolfie: Drac! I brought a bottle of red. Can't be "walkin' with a dead man" and not provide. 

Drac: Thank you, Wolfie. This looks delicious. 

Ghost: I keep looking "over my shoulder." Are there others who are joining us tonight?

Drac: Yes, but much later. I wanted to have dinner with my best friends. Then we can celebrate with everyone else. 

Ghost: Well just like Mrs. Frankenstein… Ms? 

Mrs. Frankenstein: Whatever you want. I don’t want to bother with all of that yet.

Ghost: I too am "all dressed up with nowhere to go." Just kidding. I was always coming here.

Wolfie: You really do look nice. 

Ghost: You've said that so many times. (to Drac and Mrs. Frankenstein) We went "walkin'" before we got here and he wouldn't stop saying that. Also I can't be certain but every time we slowed down it seemed like there were some zombies following us. Like "a dead man over my shoulder."

Mrs. Frankenstein: Was anyone there? 

Wolfie: Still unsure. If there was someone or multiple someones they were "waiting for an invitation to arrive" to really approach us. 

Ghost: Did you know this is the first time I'm "goin' to a party where no one's still alive."

Wolfie: Debatable. 

Drac: How many times do we debate this?

Mrs. Frankenstein: Let's sit down to eat! 

Ghost: This is such a delicious spread, Drac. You must have spent hours. Maybe days.

Drac: I love cooking for you. It's a puzzle putting together good food that each of you can eat. 

They begin to taste.

Mrs. Frankenstein: Anyone have any really haunting dreams recently? 

Wolfie: I had one where "I was struck by lightning" just by "walkin' down the street." 

Drac: Did you escape it?

Wolfie: No. I woke up with a scar on my shoulder. The logical thing is that "I was hit by something last night in my sleep." It felt real though. 

Ghost: I wish I slept. Just watched some hooligan human teens in the street. They should have been home but their life is fleeting so why not have some street fun. 

Drac: So get-off-my-lawn of you. 

Ghost: Can we, as monsters, have that attitude?

Mrs. Frankenstein: I don't see why not. We just can’t call the cops.

Drac: Well what do you think people will get into tonight? "It is a dead man's party."

Wolfie: A lot of drinking. Merriment. Small talk about the latest kills. I just want to know what everyone has been doing for the last year.

Ghost: And the DRAMA. I'm ready to hear about everyone's drama staying out of human sight.

Mrs.Frankenstein: "Who could ask for more?"

Drac: It's going to be the best. After a few years of having to delay. And "everybody's comin'."

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