New England Pin Up: Darling Charcoal

A snow-cabin retreat yields a darker chime, in this adaptation of the "Strangers" home-invasion changeling series.

The Strangers has become such an iconic home-invasion eeriness series/franchise, and I know I wanted another fanfiction of it, as it's so enjoyable to explore those dark contours of what makes home-invasions so incompletely inhuman/alien/devilish/thorny. Hope you like it, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of movie fanfiction offers no ties to the franchise/series of inspiration and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' review/translations). 

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AMLAN: This is excellent; a Vermont snow-cabin retreat with my Madden thing.

DANICA: As your newlywed-wife, I concur it's what we need for Xmas, darling!

AMLAN: I'll bring my Xbox-distraction; you bring the absinthe/recipes, wife.

DANICA: I do need time-off from ice-hockey league work on ice now, babe.

AMLAN: Good...hopefully there's no snow-strangers up there to ring our gates.

DANICA: Of course (Facebook-like!).

Our two protagonists of this dark fable, Amlan and Danica, newlyweds (a Boston-areas architect working-from-home, and an ice-hockey working-girl), both Catholic-Americans (one Algerian-American and other Pennsylvania Dutch), had decided to make a cool Xmas-retreat to a Vermont snow-cabin for holiday-season unwind; and they felt they deserved it for social media comment/cheer (Facebook-like!).

Amlan was enjoying a nice Madden experience, synthesizing his fave Euro-exhibition game of the touted '24 season of fan-chat(s), Packers-Eagles, after he brought home some sirloins to sizzle-up while Danica prepared the absinthe and light music for background soothing sounds; but they were in for a shocker, friends. A self-named 'Stranger' ("Pin-Up Girl"), in mask, wielding a dark-black silencer (gun), claimed she was an insurance salesperson, for some snow-cabin retreat-vacationer cyber-comment/post for incomplete-distances readings for Western (American Homeland) lifestyle-thorn image (damn).

Amlan was thinking of a nice NFC-North synthesizer image, Philly-Minnesota, for his pre-game diagram of Packers-Eagles synthesis/recreation of the rivalry presentation in a '24 Euro-exhibition (football game!). Danica was sipping her absinthe early, happy not to be thinking about sports while working (sure). That's when our darlings heard the knock on their door, from Pin-Up Girl (masked!). This was no video-game for chat(s). Follow along, if you can.

PIN UP GIRL (PUG): Call me P.U.G.

AMLAN/DANICA: You tie us up, threatened us with your gun; this is your Hell.

"PUG": I'm only doing it cuz you're here, darlings (shhh).

AMLAN/DANICA: This is (in deed) bloody-murder, you banshee.

"PUG": You won't have that nasty-tease of life-endurance memories now, darlings.

AMLAN/DANICA: At least burn our corpses into ash to spare the dorky burial(s).

"PUG": Good (Facebook-like).

AMLAN/DANICA: Thanx.

DETECTIVE: A vase full of ashes, and our newlyweds gone.

CABINS-MANAGER: We don't know what's up...or if there's stranger(s) linked!

DETECTIVE: Nothing like this...vanishings...you know of (Vermont cabins)?

CABINS-MANAGER: Something I heard, decades ago...it'd be a criminal's parent!

DETECTIVE: Like parent-like-child grown (eh?).

CABINS-MANAGER: Maybe the newlyweds just sneaked-off to an island (money!).

DETECTIVE: Something to talk about for couples at a drive-in (thorns).

CABINS-MANAGER: Darn, and we were going to gift Strangers discs to guests.

DETECTIVE: We've no clue if there's any such plot (here/now), friend.

CABINS-MANAGER: Hopefully, God's not the narrator for this silencer-helmet.

DETECTIVE: Agree.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)