Hellraiser: Hellworld Page #3

No. Bodies.

Forget goose bumps.

My you-know-whats

are getting hard.

Mm.

So, who owns the house today?

You do.

Oh.

Now, that's just wrong.

Whoa!

What the f***?

Are you all right, Derrick?

Yeah.

Ew.

So, Jake, are you here

with some new friends?

It's a friend.

A girl?

You sound surprised.

No, I'm not surprised at all.

Look.

This isn't a reunion, okay?

I never was one of you guys,

and I never will be.

Same old Jake.

Chelsea.

Have a good time tonight.

You still look

woefully underwhelmed.

Whatever.

Have a high tolerance, do you?

The props are cool,

but this is just an old house.

LeMarchand is a character

from some scary story,

the puzzle box a myth,

and Hellworld is just a game.

Thirsting for something more?

Something I believe.

How about pain?

Adam was right.

Chelsea? Are you okay?

Chelsea?

Hey, take it easy.

You all right?

You stay away from me.

I'll try to contain myself.

Okay.

Everybody just calm down.

Is everything cool, Chelsea?

Yeah.

She hasn't even

started drinking yet.

I think I need some air.

I need a drink.

Hell seekers,

this is your house tonight.

Now, that's

what I'm talkin' about.

What's with the masks, anyway?

Everybody gets a mask

and a cellphone.

Each mask has

a four-digit number on it.

If you wish to engage

in the pleasures

that only flesh can bring,

you pick a tasty morsel

and dial that number.

Sweet.

Anonymous debauchery.

Ooh. I like this already.

God.

A day in the life of you guys.

Does nothing ever change?

Much as I love watching

old wounds being opened,

I do have other guests.

But if you need anything,

just scream.

So, Jake, still haven't found

your date?

For your information,

I met her on-line.

Oh, so you don't even know

what she looks like.

What kind of

chat-room-challenged moron

do you think I am?

That's why I'm here.

This ought to be fun.

Can you hear me now?

Can you hear me now?

Three shots over here.

Lot of talent here.

What?

A lot of...

A lot of talent here tonight.

Go get some.

Oh, yeah!

You know, as in,

you should go get some.

Oh. Oh.

Yeah.

Good luck.

You're gonna need it.

Don't you have

anything better to do?

Oh, I'm enjoying myself, Jake.

I'm not hurting anybody.

The only way you guys

ever enjoy yourselves

is when you're hurting somebody.

You never change, do you?

I told my date about you guys.

Don't be surprised

if she's not exactly friendly.

You are not guilting me into

having a crummy time tonight.

We didn't earn your hatred,

Jake.

None of us earned it.

You guys don't earn anything.

You just take it.

It then became a lockup

for the criminally insane.

I'm a bit of an authority

on Leviathan House.

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