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I did NOT write that spell; it is from Beetlejuice and credit for it goes to Michael McDowell and Larry Wilson.
Chapter III
Sneaking through the night, Sora, Tom Bohnne, and Lock, Shock, & Barrel, went to the abandoned basement of the latter three's Treehouse. It used to be the casino/torture chamber lair of the trio's old master, Oogie Boogie, where he used to torture his victims...and the eat them in a batch of Snake-'n'-Spider Stew. All the machines and things were shut down. It was very dark and cobwebs were on everything; some things had even rusted from not being in use for so long. The only source of light was the moonlight shining in through the single window.
Tom placed the Book of the Wicked on a yellow, spiked table-like object in the center of the torture chamber. "Now that we're in the late Oogie Boogie's lair," he said with a mischevious grin, "is everyone ready?"
"Ready for what?" Sora asked, but Shock interrupted.
"Uh, Mr. Bohnne?" she asked.
Tom looked down and her and both of her comrades looked a bit frightened.
"I don't think we should be playing down here with Mr. Oogie's old toys."
"Yeah!" said Lock. "They can be real dangerous!"
"Oh, quit worrying!" said Tom dismissively. "We'll be fine."
Sora, still quite aprehensive, finally asked again. "Tom, what in the word are we doing down here?"
Tom gave a heavy sigh. "Well, I guess the cat's gotta come out of the bag sometime..." the skeleton boy muttered to himself. "Ever since I died and came here a few months ago, I wanted to try and become the Pumpkin King. But big, bad Jack Skellington was
sooooooooo scary tht I realized that I could never compete with someone as terrifying as he is! Now it's time to prove that
I'm the scariest one in Halloweentown! I'm going to use the Book of the Wicked to reavtivate all of Oogie's machines and stuff so I can make the scariest Halloween ever!"
What's the big deal? Sora thought.
Pumpkin King is just a stupid title. He can't want it THAT bad. This guy's crazier than I thought!
Tom began to flip through the book. There was awkward silence as he did. Soon he found a page with a depiction. of a ghost rising from a grave on it. "Since we're bringing back Oogie's machines," he said, "a simple revival spell should do the trick."
Tom cleared his throat and began to read the somewhat faded text. "'
Hands vermillion, start of five. Bright cotillion, raven's dive...'"
Sora exhanged aprehensive glances with Lock, Shock, & Barrel. They were both thinking the same thing now that they knew Tom's plan. "No good can come of this." The atmosphere in the room seemed to change, but no one could put their finger it.
"'...
Nightshade's promise, spirits strive. To the living, let now the dead COME ALIVE!'"
A streak of lightning appeared across the sky outside.
"'
A sudden thunder peirces night aa magic wonder mad affright.'"
Some of the casino lights began to flicker on and off and some of the machines began to whir.
Tom smiled, seeing this. The spell was working! "'
Rives assunder man's delight.'"
The book began to glow bright green. Tom was becoming quite nervous, but continued the spell. "'
Our ghost, our corpse, and we RISE TO BE!'"
First, nothing. The glowing of the book had stopped. The lights died down again and the machines that had been whirring stopped. Everything was the same as when they had entered except, this time, an eerie silence filled the room. Not even the crisp autumn wind was heard outside.
"That was stupid!" said Tom loudly after about fifteen seconds. "What a r--"
Then, a large banging noise was heard. Accompanying it, the book began to glow again, bathing the room in blinding pale-green light. Everyone covered their eyes as not to lose their sight. As they sheilded their sight, an abomidable laughter filled the room. It was not the voice of any of the five children. A new wildcard had made the scene. Everyone opened their eyes. It was none other than the burlap monster, the Oogie Boogieman.
He spoke in a southern-accented, very deep, baritone voice. "OH YEAH, BABY!!!!" Oogie said, standing on the table-thingy with the Book of the Wicked open, under him. "OOGIE BOOGIE IS BACK!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" As he finished the sentence, the grren light disappeared.
"What the hell is that thing?!" Sora asked, frightened. "Get rid of it, Bohnne!"
Tom panicked. "Uh, I d-don't know..." said Tom, obviously frightened. "I'll try finishing the spell. '[i]As flies the lizard...'"
Sora glanced down and Lock, Shock, & Barrel had disappeared. The reappearance of Oogie seemed to have struck fear into them and they ran off.
"'...
Serpent fell...'"
Oogie heard Tom and turned around to face him. "Well, well, well!" he said with a chuckle, his belly jiggling. "What have we here?"
"'...
A goblin vizard....'"
Oogie bent down so they were face to face. "AHAHAHA! It's just a lil' ol' skeleton boy!"
Tom closed his eyes, only opening them just barely to read the text. He was terrified. "'...
At the spell...'"
"Good job, Tom!" Sora said, trying to encourage him. "Don't let him destract you!"
An orange and black snake shot out at Tom, nearly bit him on the nose, and slid back into Oogie. "Well, ain't that quaint!"
"'...
The buried, dead, and slain RISE AGAIN!'"
Sora and Tom looked at Oogie who had stood back up and crossed his arms. "Are you kids done yet?" Nothing had happened.
Sora was awesturck. "W-why isn't he gone?!"
Oogie laughed. "Please, boy; if you're friend didn't finish that spell, I would have been stuck to that pedestal for the rest of my newly reborn life! AHAHAHA!"
Back in the upper level of the Treehouse (where the kids lived), Lock and Barrel sat on the couch while Shock paced the floor.
"Someone
please tell me that
wasn't Oogie Boogie down there?!" she screeched.
"Uh...that wasn't Oogie Boogie down there?" Barrel said quickly.
Shock took a club that was lying around and clocked Barrel over the head with it. "I
know it was him, you idiot! It's called 'sarcastic denial!' Now, c'mon; I have a plan!"
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