Horror Stories from Horrified - Volume One (2)

just because the clocks have reached midnight."
He was a different Sam then: eighteen; optimistic; convinced his were the generation
to change the world for the better. He saw now what he really was then: arrogant,
selfish, naive.
"I think that was it." Dan pointed to the driveway as they drove past.
"Great, you could have warned me."
"Sorry, I was expecting a village. Other houses, at least. I didn?t realise it was in the
middle of nowhere."
Sam pulled up on the verge at the side of the road, to turn around. The driver behind
blasted his horn as he sped past them.
As they neared the driveway they?d missed the first time around, they noticed a
poorly made sign with the words ?This way to Party?scrawled in black marker pen.
The driveway was narrow and uneven and Sam moaned about it harming the
suspension on his Metro. The driveway finally opened out to reveal the house up
ahead, draped in garish fairy lights.
Inside, the music was already blasting. Sam had no idea who the host was, or where
Dan had disappeared to whilst he had found a place to park and so took his natural
place in the kitchen where girls in sparkly tops made ill-advised cocktails of vodka
and red bull. People were jovial; it was the dawn of a new century, but Sam couldn?t
help feeling uneasy. He poured himself a whiskey and forced himself to be happy.
By eleven o?clock he felt the atmosphere in the house change. Sam was most of the
way through the bottle of whiskey. He spotted Dan talking to an attractive blond,
priming her ready for midnight?s kiss, the designated dance floor seeming more
appealing as it drew nearer to midnight. The cocktail drinking girls were arguing
with one another, mascara streaked down their faces in black tears. The room grew
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