Halloween 2020: Choose Your Spooky Outcome: Chapter 7 (Dead End)
You’re not sure what to make of names like Waffle Ball or Gummy Smacks, but Cornhole is a standard outdoor game that’s even started popping up in some bars. No matter how weird a candy variety might be, you feel confident in the ability of your team to gently toss objects toward a goal.
As it turns out, Candy Cornhole is quite similar to the classic version, except the beanbags are replaced with living candy corn the size of a fist. The squirming and chatter makes it hard to focus on your aim, however the vast size difference between you and the candy people offers a clear advantage, and that’s before Thad gets to take a turn. In a few short rounds, the game is over, your team winning handily.
“Congratulations!” Ole Scotch announces, a cheer rising from the candy crowds as they rush toward you, hands slowly lifting you into the air, tossing you in celebration. You think it’s celebration, anyway, until you notice they aren’t putting you down.
Twisting, you try to call for the others, but the mob has held them back. The sugary hands continue to move you forward as Ole Scotch raises its joyful voice. “Oh traveler, we are amazed indeed. To think one such as yourself would receive the greatness, the honor. Please, accept your reward, the worthiest we have to offer.”
Scanning your surroundings, you see they’ve brought you to the sand pit. Except, up close, it goes deeper that you realize. As the perspective shifts and you get a true look down, your stomach tightens in horror.
Huge, pale-yellow, gnashing teeth. The first set are five feet down. The second set look to be at the ten foot mark. And so it goes, further down than your eyes can see, an endless tunnel of smashing, clashing teeth.
“We honor the traveler,” Ole Scotch says, words bringing the crowd to a frenzy. “He shall be this year’s tribute. He has earned the glory of The Endless Chew.”
The candy hands tip you forward, patting you in congratulations as they send you toward the first waiting row. So this was what Ole Scotch meant by greatness. Well, you did find a way to win, but perhaps didn’t realize what your opponents would consider a worthy prize. With the terrible teeth closing down, you hope at least it gets you on the first chomp in this…