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After Hours

A story inspired by liminal spaces

Hi there! This is my first short story in a while, so I hope you like it! Feel free to tell me what you think in the comments, I’m more than happy to listen :)

TW: Emetophobia

7:55. Five more minutes. I can do this

       I attempt to reassure myself as I stare languidly into the plastic clock. I have five more minutes until I have to close; doing so alone is a problem in itself, but the atmosphere of the children’s party center becomes all the more sinister once unaccompanied. My eyes shift to my shoes, focusing on the uncomfortably sticky tiles and the confetti that has become permanently stuck to the floor from one too many events. Just then, I’m pulled into reality by loud shouts of “happy birthday!”, with goodbyes and wails of children following suit. I straighten up, telling myself to appear lively as I thank the guests for coming.

8:00pm

       My footsteps feel heavy as I guide myself to the back of the establishment, the thick scent of plastic suffocating my nostrils. I can see the main room in my direct line of vision now, sending jolts of adrenaline through my nerves. I’ve been here many times before as a child; it seemed all too normal to me then. As an adult, it fills me with a concoction of nostalgia and detachment, almost disgust. It’s hard to put my finger on the exact feeling, like waking up from a nightmare and having to remind yourself that you’re real, that those events in your mind didn’t harm you. Nonetheless, it’s a sickening, overwhelming feeling. I resist the urge to turn around, shut the door behind me, and find peace in my car, but I persist. I’m not a fucking wimp, there’s nothing wrong with this place, stop imagining shit and get your job done.

8:05pm

       I begin to clean up after the party, hands shaking with the anticipation of leaving as I pick up dirty paper plates and child-sized party hats. I attempt to zero-in on the task at hand, but to no avail; the room is incredibly silent, and I can’t help but notice each and every sound around me, from my own movements to the roar of the vent above me. Once I finish up cleaning the area around me, I head to the back. 

8:20pm

       I nearly break into a sprint as I round the corner to the looming figure of the central bouncy castle, almost forgetting where the plug is so I can collapse the final inflated structure. I’ve done the three smaller ones, each one adding to the adrenaline coursing in my veins. I’m so damn close to being done, I remind myself, I need to get a grip. Just as I grasp the plug on the back of the castle, I hear a noise that nearly manages to make me drop to my knees. It’s a screech, but not a loud one; it’s breathy, and comes out in a whisper tone, and I notice its origin as the center of the bouncy castle. Is there a fucking kid here? Why the fuck didn’t they say anything earlier? I become dizzy with fear, slowly bringing my shaking legs to step towards the front of the castle and moving my weak hands to open the flap. I don’t even have a chance to crawl in before I vomit at the creature in front of me. I can’t even scream; my body is taken over by disgust in every form, and all I can let myself do is expel it. The monster before me is nearly twice my size, but is on all fours in the middle of the castle. Its face is that of a doll, except both of its eyes have been gouged out, leaving it with empty porcelain sockets. There is a chunk of its frontal lobe completely missing. It has a long, shiny neck, with parts of its “skin” missing and leaving holes in its absence. Its torso does not match its upper half, and is entirely metal, almost sharing shape with a toy horse. The metal is heavily rusting, covering the creature in patches of brown. The monster is barely supported by its two functioning legs, and seems unstable on the two that are missing feet, with stubs of jumbled metal scrap replacing them. The presence of the thing is enough to make me topple over, nearly falling in my own vomit. I don’t think I’m going to escape this place tonight.

8:27pm

       “What the hell… what the fuck are you?” I sputter out weakly, yelling out the curse with all the strength I have in me. 

       “I am the amalgamation of unsettling feelings harbored by those who are not children. The people that do not belong here.” It responds in a mechanical voice, gritting against my ears like a fork scraping against metal. The noise makes me break into a sweat, black spots forming around my eyes. I struggle to hold myself up.

       “I-I didn’t mean to disturb you,” I reply, averting my eyes to my shaking hands resting on the plastic of the castle. “I’m just doing my job. I’ll leave now.” I attempt to stand upright and drag myself out, but I can’t move. It feels as if all the strength in me has been sucked out of my veins from a plastic straw. I begin to accept my fate, looking up once again at the creature before me. 

       “Now that you have seen me,” the monster mused, “you must come with me. I will have you atone for your actions.” I begin sobbing, slowly bringing my face to my hands. Even if I live past this somehow, I don’t know if I could live with the knowledge that this monster exists. I’d lock myself up indefinitely; no one’s brain could handle this, nonetheless my own. My sobs become so violent that I vomit again, except nothing comes out of me. I’m dehydrated and exhausted. I hear the creaking of metal, knowing it as the monster edging towards me. I don’t attempt to move away; even if I wanted to, I can’t move away. It feels as if my body were adorned with weights and shackles. I feel metal grab onto my arm, the rust drawing blood. I scream, and the energy I expel becomes the last that I have. I’m dragged by my arm to the middle of the nylon castle. The creature forces my head up with its appendage, and I’m met with a swirl of smoke and light before me. It widens and opens, swirling bigger and bigger until it’s bigger than the upper half of my body. I can’t bring myself to scream any longer. I hear a chorus of laughter in my ears, enveloping me with nausea and pain and more hopelessness than I have ever felt in my life.

       “You won’t die here,” the monster says into my ear, “but you will not escape for a while.” That’s the last thing I hear before I’m thrust headfirst into the swirling portal.

3:33am

       I don’t feel anything. I’m falling endlessly into a pit of swirling smoke, purple and white clouding my vision. I have given up all will to live. Please, God, just let me die here. I don't want to see what comes after this. A few minutes pass, and I can see an opening beneath my feet.

       To my dismay, it’s the same nylon castle I exited from, except it’s the top of the structure rather than the bottom. It hits me that I’m falling from the ceiling, and I’m soon met with the plush top of the castle. The structure can’t hold the weight of my body, and I slide off onto the thin grey carpet underneath. I stare at the ceiling as screams ring in my ears, and parents rush to my body to check if I’m breathing. I can’t answer them before my vision blackens and I’m lulled off to sleep.

This story is inspired by a dream I had, as well as this image. The inspiration for the monster is from @yourlocalbreadmanz on Tiktok. Thank you to everyone who reads this!

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BIG BROTHER RAVI IM SOBBING ITS SO PRECIOUS AND WHOLESOME can we get another serving of Big Bro Ravi protecting taem??

At Ravi’s fifth birthday party, all of their preschool friends are of course invited to the party. It’s just at the park, there’s a bouncy castle, pizza, and cake. They had spent a good portion of the afternoon running around on the grass playing tag with their friends and then bouncing like little lunatics in the castle.

When it’s time to blow out candles on the birthday cake, Taemin starts getting a little pouty and sad.

“Mama, I wanna be five too,” Taemin whines, hanging off their mother’s arm.

“Baby, you just turned four a little bit ago,” she says gently, cutting the cake.

“But brother’s already five!” he whines. “It’s no fair!”

“Brother was four for a whole year before he could be five,” she explains. “You’ve only been four for two months.”

“But Mama,” he whines, tugging at the party hat string around his neck.

“It’s okay, Taeminnie!” Ravi insists, coming over to hug him. “I don’t even feel five yet!”

“You don’t?”

“Nope! I still feel four.”

“Will you tell me when you feel five?”

“Yeah, I’ll tell you,” he promises. He even squeezes Taemin tighter. “Don’t be sad. Let’s eat cake!”

“Taeminnie,” their mother says softly. “Don’t you think the birthday boy should get cake first?”

“Yeah!” Taemin insists. “Mama, I’ll give it to brother!”

“Give brother his birthday cake,” she says, holding out the plate and fork. Taemin takes it and goes to put it on the table where Ravi had been sitting when he blew out the candles a few moments ago.

Once they’re all eating cake, they’re all back to being giggles and smiles.

When they get home that evening, Ravi and Taemin are busy playing with all of Ravi’s new toys. They still had their little toddler beds on opposite sides of the room, and they were jumping on top of one bed and playing when their Father came inside and told them it was bedtime.

“It’s bedtime,” he says, picking Ravi up to put him on his own bed. “Time to go to sleep. No more playing.”

“But we’re not sleepy,” Ravi whines.

“Yeah Dada, we’re not sleepy,” Taemin repeats.

He just laughs and repeats that it’s bedtime, tucking Ravi into bed and giving him a kiss before doing the same with Taemin.

“No more toys tonight,” he tells them. “Play time is over. It’s night night time.”

“I want brother in my bed,” Taemin whines.

“You and brother need to sleep in your own beds,” he tells Taemin.

“I wanna sleep in brother’s bed too,” Ravi whines.

“Try sleeping in your own beds tonight,” their father says. “Time to go to sleep. Dada will see you in the morning.”

They both whine a little while longer, but after more bedtime kisses from both their father and their mother, they quiet down. Thirty minutes later though, Taemin whines again and flops over to look where Ravi’s bed is.

“Brother,” he whispers. “M’scared.”

“Don’t be scared,” Ravi whispers back, and he quickly crawls out of his bed to shuffle across the room and climb into Taemin’s bed. “I’ll protect you.”

Ravi gets under Taemin’s blankets and then smooths back Taemin’s hair.

“It’s not scary,” Ravi assures him, then gives him a kiss on the head. “It’s just bedtime.”

Taemin lets out a little sigh of a breath, closes his eyes, and snuggles closer to Ravi.

“Stay in my bed,” Taemin whines, clutching the front of Ravi’s pajama shirt.

“I’ll stay all night,” Ravi promises.

“Night night, brother.”

“Night night, brother.”

And they both fall asleep within a few minutes. Taemin gets a little anxious when he sleeps by himself, afraid of monsters lurking in the dark. Ravi gets a little anxious as well, but because he worries about Taemin. They both find it easier to just sleep in the same bed.