Spirit of the Warehouse

It was darkness all around. Rain had finally arrived to cool down the land and due to the same, darkness had intensified further. Vampire Bat and Vampire Owl slowly opened the door which was covered in spider webs. They entered a space which was separated into many divisions by walls made of some kind of wood. A few empty boxes were kept on the sides and there were barricaded rooms all around, but the central area was open, which they decided to investigate. The roof was leaking and so a lot of rain water had found the way inside.

Vampire Bat: Just keep the vampire twilight vision on. It will make sure that we are ready for any danger which may rise here.

Vampire Owl: The abandoned places are a lot cooler in our realm. Actually, they are not really abandoned as long as they are in our realm, you know – and haunted is rather awesome.

Vampire Bat: The whole design has changed here because these humans don’t know that the supernatural beings are a lot better people and their realm’s so called intelligent people are the boring, overrated creatures.

Vampire Owl: Yes, they should understand that there is the need for the supernatural creatures to remain attached to a particular piece of land or building. They should not be disturbed for the same reason, and the humans should co-exist with the creatures.

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Vampire Bat: They don’t co-exist with the people of other religions, even though in the end, they are worshiping the same creator of the world – they are just too stupid. Even otherwise, there are castes, communities, languages and races to fight for. The reasons just never end for them.

Vampire Owl: So, this is an abandoned warehouse. That much is clear now. Why are we here actually?

Vampire Bat: We have to save this particular ghost from here before the evil humans bring a priest to destroy its existence.

Vampire Owl: Shameless humans showing their true colours as usual. Why would they want to do that? Can’t they co-exist with at least one ghost?

Vampire Bat: Co-existence has been historically their big problem. I once tried to count the wars which they have fought and I suddenly became weaker in Mathematics, even though that subject has been my dark nemesis for a long time already. Counting their wars is impossible; each war has too many battles, and it is the kind of list which the Lich Queen uses for the dead and the risen all over the world.

Vampire Owl: Wait! There is something here. Are those ashes flying in the air?

Vampire Bat: Oh no! They are the burnt part of a soul. It seems that we were late. They have already vanquished the spirit.

Vampire Owl: I guess they just wanted to start their programs in here as soon as possible, without respecting the spirits which were bound to the building. Quite a natural thing for disrespectful people.

Vampire Bat: The ashes are grey; light grey to be exact; there was no evil spirit here. This particular spirit would have disappeared after a few days. I can see that it just held onto an emotion, that of loss of a loved one. It is such a shame that they decided to vanquish it.

Vampire Owl: It is a terrible crime which was committed here. Shall we get these humans and take them to the inter-realm court of justice? or at least to the league of all races?

Vampire Bat: Let them live in peace because there will be none of it for them. They shall perish by murdering each other in the name of the multiple divisions which they themselves have created. They are the destroyers of their own kind, and no other creature can do that in a better way.

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Vampire Owl: So be their means of destruction then. Divided they stay, the sooner they fall. As you said, lets leave it to what is in their blood, as the hate and the terror shall finish them off.

That ended the mission for them, as they prepared the notes on this journey to be taken to their world. They walked out into the rain, watched over by the greater and lighter part of the vanquished spirit’s soul which had transformed into a faerie of the wind.

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***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the animated movie, Hotel Transylvania.

TeNy

Grand Impact of a Push

Vampire Bat: And we are here. The destination has been reached. Somehow, the teleportation device worked fine this time. Even my fangs are okay.

Vampire Owl: Yes, we are at the right place at the right time. But there are too many people here, don’t you think?

Vampire Bat: This seems like a grand programme. I hope that there is tea in the end. I wonder which is the leading cookie maker here.

Vampire Owl: Are you sure that we were expected to be here? Did you read the invitation completely?

Vampire Bat: Yes, our people also had to send the representatives! This is the biggest death in their undead world and we had to send our team too.

Vampire Owl: But we are the undead. Even the Great Undead Encyclopedia certifies that. We were invited for the last undead conference too.

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Vampire Bat: Technically yes, but we have a separate branch now. After the Lich Queen called herself the ultimate leader of the undead, we decided to let the zombies keep the title.

Vampire Owl: That was a good idea because I can’t imagine myself eating brains. That is really gross. But as of now, I am worried that as she is dead, she is going to be big trouble for Lady Death. Do you think that she is actually planning an invasion on us while pretending to be dead? There is a chance for that too, right?

Vampire Bat: Lets find out how she died then. We should ask this zombie – lets see! Name, Dead Potato, current position, Grave Guard.

Dead Potato: I am glad that you people are here. I have always liked you all. What do you want, great sir?

Vampire Bat: We want to know what actually happened here. We know that the Lich Queen is dead and that there is a funeral, but nothing more.

Dead Potato: I am the one responsible, sir. She asked me to push her, and I did. She fell down from the top of the clock tower. Then I realized that she was only testing me. But I am a zombie without brain and so there was no way I could have known. The impact was so bad that we had to call the goblins and lower orcs to search for the missing bones.

Vampire Owl: Holy Vampire Crocodile! Now, she will get into the underworld, raise an army and come back with the real dead rather than the zombie undead. This is not good at all. We need to warn our people right now! We should also send messages to the other realms.

Vampire Bat: I don’t think so. Lady Death, her evil twin sister and the dead minions make a fine force within the gates of hell. It won’t happen soon.

Dead Potato: I am really scared. I can sense the danger coming. I have always had a special skill for that.

Vampire Owl: We appreciate your concern, brother zombie. You needn’t be worried as of now, as your brother here just confirmed that it is safe for now.

Dead Potato: No, sir. I am more concerned about her returning here and pushing me. I don’t like being pushed – it is bad, isn’t it? With terrible impact?

Vampire Owl: Another true zombie here. I really thought that I was going to like this one for a change. But zombies remain zombies.

Vampire Bat: The Lich Queen is coming back from the dead again this time to end the world, and a zombie remains a zombie. Well, she was never interested in resurrecting the brain in any case.

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Vampire Owl: Now we know that we should never push a lich – that impact will one day bring the pressure back to us. You know that this one was actually special.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the animated movie, Hotel Transylvania.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

Horror Genre: Impact on Life

I have answered the questions about my favourite genres by adding something with the word “horror”. If you have been reading my blog, you might already know that I was always attracted to the genre of horror. It is also the genre which had the most impact on my life. Here are the results of the horror influence on my life, and it is why I need to watch more and more horror movies to keep recharging the impact!

I was very much not immune to fear during my childhood and the early days of reading horror. But that was only for a very short time period, as things changed, and horror was not really about bringing fear anymore. It was not about being scared. The whole thing became the reflection of entertainment. It changed my love for fairy-tales into a world of dark fantasy, and my life became different; unlike being the same as that of other kids.

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Horror helped me to understand another important thing in life, which can be considered as the biggest impact that it has made on me. It made me realize that horror is just part of life. This dark side which forms an inevitable factor in human society, has to be embraced to accept that horror is real, and after that horror movies have been the path to knowing more of the truth in my case. Ghosts are real in one form or the other, and so is horror – I realized that with my relationship with horror genre.

Another realization came with the horror impact in the form of the thoughts about the presence of evil. I came to the acceptance that evil is part of our lives, and only by an extra dose of goodness that this evil can be kept away from our lives. The inherent evil in humans will come out at one moment or the other, and it is by understanding the nature of horror which has been created by evil or occuring naturally, can we be equipped enough to fight the battles.

There are horror movies which have told us that quick death is only an escape from pain and misery, as the world has too much of horror for a common person. Pain and suffering are just parts of the horror which are unleashed on us. The basic nature of the world itself is horror, as we look at those wars, terrorism and natural calamities. Easy death is rather a lucky thing, and considering the nature of the world around, death or the closeness to it can come in the form of horror and suffering.

Horror’s impact has also made me believe that ghosts are rather better. Humans are worse, and if we are to be killed, it is is better to have it done by the hands of some ghosts which are just tormented souls looking for revenge most of the time. Ghosts are not known to attack others of their own kind too, but it is not the case of humans. They have more evil inside, which is boosted by the materialistic world, and this means more horror from humans than the ghosts.

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I also provide you with some time to think about it. There are many genres from which you can choose your favourite. But is there a genre which is as close to life than horror? Can any other genre make that kind of an impact on life staying close to reality? I have found these genres like romance and science fiction as two big lies, both of these never really happening to the common man. But horror is everywhere – you will see something belonging to this genre everywhere, because it is that close to human nature; it is why you feel the impact better with horror.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Pages of the movies, The Cabin in the Woods and Your’e Next.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

Music of the Swamps

It had gone quite dark as he walked through the swamps. It was the shortest path to the other side, and he had to get there somehow. Getting a car and traveling through the road meant that he would have to waste an extra hour and a quarter on the journey. But he didn’t want to reach his destination late. He wished to be there as early as possible. His phone was dead, and so was his only option for some light.

“Welcome to my world” he heard a voice from behind.

He turned around to see two eyes shining in the darkness. There was no light around except for what moon was providing. There was a shadowy figure right in front of him. It was rather like a small person, but the shape resembled that of a tree.

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“Who are you?” he asked.

“Does it matter who I am? Do you know where you are?” it asked him.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I?” he asked again.

“Okay. I am the keeper of these swamps. I know who you are. I believe that you are here to steal the music of the swamps” the voice replied.

“I don’t understand. I was only taking a shortcut because I have an urgent thing to do. Please make way before I go through you” he said.

“You don’t walk through the swamps on a full moon. These are the days on which the swamps produce a certain kind of music which you are not allowed to hear. Well, hearing is stealing, and then I will have to punish you” said the keeper.

“Well, I don’t care about your music, but I have to go through the swamps to reach the village on the other side. I don’t care who are, because this is an emergency. So, stand aside, little person” he shouted.

“This won’t do you any good. The music of the swamps is sacred. This action of yours will have terrible consequences” the keeper warned him.

“I don’t give a damn” he said as he walked around the keeper to keep moving.

“And here you walk towards your end. Whatever you are hoping to achieve will never happen” the keeper was heard yelling.

He didn’t care at all. He did feel that the someone was making some music though. He wondered if the swamps do make some music. But he didn’t care to return or stop to think further. He kept walking, but the swamps seemed to extend a lot more than his expectations. This path no longer seemed to be the shorter one for him, as he felt that he should have taken the longer route by road. The music was getting stronger and soon, it turned into some kind of chant supported by some primitive musical instrument. He stopped to see a tree carved into something which resembled an entrance. He walked right in through it, but nobody got out through the other side.

“So, it is done?” the keeper was seen asking a huge shadow which covered the moon.

The next day, the body of a young man was found at the end of the swamps. The villagers attributed the death to a little shadowy demon which was believed live in the swamps. But the post-mortem revealed the cause of death to be because of hitting the head on a hard substance, which was believed to a thousands of centuries old holy rock on which he slipped and fell.

On the very next day, clouds covered everything on the sky, and a few villagers reported at the police station that they had seen a young man walking on the swamps with a singing young lady, and their feet never touched the floor. They also told the police that there was the music of the dead going on at the same time, which was a variation to the praise of the dead, that was sung when people died and their soul never really left this world. It was recorded as “the music of the swamps”.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

The Haunting Visions

“I can’t get the image out of my head” she said.

“But it has been a long time” he told her.

“It just doesn’t go. I doubt if it ever will” she murmered.

“The images keep coming back because you never wanted to feel better. You don’t want to heal. I can’t understand why it is so” he wondered.

“You haven’t seen what I have seen. You don’t even know for sure what I saw” she added.

“What was it then? Enlighten me, will you?” he asked.

“It was the accident. It had that truck losing control and going into a coffee shop on the side of the road” she said.

“Yes, I know about, and everyone else does too. All the people there have seen that, but none of them are sitting like this, terrified and not sure what to do next for such a long time. They have moved on, but you haven’t. I wonder why”.

“No, it is not just about the truck going into that coffee shop. It is about a lot more” she said.

“I don’t understand. Isn’t it about that truck going into that coffee shop and killing five people?” he wondered.

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“Yes, for everyone, it was. But, not for me. I have seen what happened before that, but talking about it to a few people had me branded crazy”.

“You talked about this to others, but not to me? You should let me know. What did you see out there that has made you lose hope in others?” he asked.

“Five of us friends were returning to the city after the special centenary programs at our college. We were behind that Ashok Leyland truck in our black Chevrolet Beat. We had been looking to overtake it, but as the road was not wide enough and the traffic was very high, we couldn’t, and my friend had stopped trying”.

“You mean the truck that went right into that coffee shop?” he asked.

“Yes, the truck which had a huge load of mahagony wood. It was right in front of us. I was sitting on the left side of the driver, and I saw it. I told them, but they never saw anything” she said in one breath.

“What did you see?”

“The person in black sitting on the top of the wood pieces”.

“There was a person there too? But there were only two in that truck. The driver and the cleaner” he said.

“I am not talking about a regular person here. The man here was so different. He was wearing a black cape and a hood. It was all dark inside that cape, and that was surprising because the day was hot and the sun was shining bright. He had a dog sitting beside him. My information on dogs is very less, but I am sure that I hadn’t seen something like that before. Its teeth spread out of its mouth like one of those pre-historic creatures made of bone usually seen in a museum, and its ears and tail stood high like horns, and its eyes were bright red. It had patches of red all over its body and they shined. When I looked at it, the nails came out of its legs like from Wolverine’s hands” she looked around as she completed the description.

“I am not really sure what you are talking about” he said.

“I knew you would say that. Well, just before the truck turned right into the shop, he just stood up, removed that hood and showed his skeleton face to me. His jaws widened as he seemed to smile, and then he put his fingers on his lips telling me not to talk as the dog also stood straight up with his patches of red burning as if they had caught fire. The truck quickly made a right turn and went right through into that shop. The pieces of wood were all on the road blocking our way, and the truck was completely inside that shop” she finished and sat on the chair.

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“It is a creepy story, but I wish that you hadn’t told me that. You need to get rid of these hallucinations. Otherwise, it won’t help your future” he said while leaving.

“I don’t understand why you are also talking like this. Those visions still haunt me and that image never gets out of my head. I try to sleep at night and there is that person standing with his dog and telling me not to talk. Please understand. You don’t want to believe? All right! Tell everyone that I am crazy” she yelled at him, but he had already reached the car.

As he started the car, she noticed a hooded face waving at her from its back seat, and once again the person revealed his skeleton face to her and placed the finger on his lips. She screamed for her friend to come back, but he wouldn’t stop the car. He knew that she would tell her another story which wouldn’t make sense to his rational mind. Meanwhile, a petroleum tanker has a brake failure at the very next turn as his mobile rings in the car.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Sony Cybershot Camera.

TeNy

Your Cabin in the Woods

Horror is forever; just like the vampires. There are only a few full horror movies which can claim to have 91% approval rating at Rotten Tomatoes, and in the last three movies, no entertaining horror movie has managed to gain that. Do mark that I don’t consider the overrated flick, The Babadook as entertaining – I am still to figure out what brought the better ratings for that one, and I will write about it when I do find out the truth behind the same. Even The Conjuring did fall short, and so it is a great achievement that one movie has made among the usual ones.

The name of this movie can be guessed from the title itself – it is The Cabin in the Woods which did excellent with the critics and good at the box-office, but still remains a rather unknown title in South Asia. Well, it never really released here, and may be it could have got a theatre after the release of The Conjuring, after which all those horror movies started releasing one after the other, none really making the same impact with the audience. The Cabin in the Woods just came a little early, and the big horror fan teams were not active at that time.

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The Cabin in the Woods is not just horror, as it is also a slasher. Another thing that it manages to be is to become a satire on the movies which can be classified more into the category of torture porn than anything else. It can also be considered as a horror comedy which makes fun of the use of violence, nudity, torture and sadism in those movies which uses them for no reason instead of integrating them or working them as necessary part of the flicks. The Cabin in the Woods doesn’t add them as stupid fun, but uses them effectively to mock a few other flicks which have brought the genre down.

There are horror movies which have used all the elements in the right manner, and while making use of those which never did along with becoming the satire, The Cabin in the Woods actually becomes that horror movie which is never to be missed. It also knows where to use the elements and when to stop. Even its bloodiest moments are controlled, and never going beyond a certain limit. The dumb movies like Kingsman: The Secret Service which tried some of the similar things and miserably failed becoming the true nonsense, which was strangely appreciated, can actually learn from this movie.

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Kingsman: The Secret Service was a bloody stereotype which should have been blown right out of the theatre, as it is kilometres away from being funny or interesting. It couldn’t go on to become a satire and glorified all the possible stupidity. Meanwhile, The Cabin in the Woods manages to become every good thing that this year’s spy movie couldn’t. The people without the ability to think differently will still consider this one as just another horror movie. It should happen with a lot of people, and so a warning has to be issued related to the same.

This movie uses the idea of the “deserted cabin” which has been successfully used in many other horror movies. The movies which used it successfully include the Evil Dead franchise, and Cabin Fever has it in the name itself; I Spit on Your Grave and Wrong Turn had their own cabins, and here, we use the perfect example of the same, and at the same time making fun of the whole setting. This one has college students at an abandoned cabin, and a number of horror cliches are unleashed on them leaving them with no option but to fight them off watched by unknown people.

Dana Polk (Kristen Connolly), Holden McCrea (Jesse Williams), Marty Mikalski (Fran Kranz), Jules Louden (Anna Hutchison), and Curt Vaughan (Chris Hemsworth) are the five people left for the fate this time. The performances are really good, and they themselves make fun of the stereotypes used in horror movies. There is also a final twist in the end, and the movie itself becomes a reflection of how horror movies are made, or a thought about what would happen if reality shows were made based on horror rather than the repeated things that are shown on television. This is fun, and it works on brilliant idea, that of more than one existence – as a horror, comedy, satire, slasher, thriller and also that of a separate existence in the mind of a horror lover and inside a possible reality show.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of The Cabin in the Woods.

TeNy