"The Corn Maze"

All that Beth and Tina wanted was a little bit of Halloween fun. But they got far more than they bargened for!

“The Corn Maze”

By Cody Williams

 

            “Let’s go mommy!” Tina, a 5 year old girl said as she tugged at her mother’s arm leading her down the corn maze. Tina and Beth, the mother, were at the Grady Farm for their annual corn maze festivities that only happened the week of Halloween.

            “Tina, honey calm down!” Beth said to her overly eager daughter. “The corn maze will still be there. We have to pay for admissions first.” She continued as she picked up her anxious daughter and placed her over her shoulder and carried her to the admission booth.

They waited in line for about five minutes before finally reaching the front. By this time Tina was ready to bite her own arm off like a trapped coyote in order to get free. Standing at the booth was Lilly, a local high school girl who was working in order to pay her way through college. She was wearing dark mascara and had long dirty blonde hair. She was chewing a stick of grape flavored bubble gum and was constantly blowing bubbles with it.

Lilly was the girlfriend to one of the most popular guys in high school, Johnny Turner. Johnny didn’t have the greatest reputation in town. He constantly wore black jeans and a black leather jacket over a plain white T-shirt. Nobody quite understood why such a beautiful and well-raised girl like Lilly would ever date a man like Johnny. He was a mean young man. He has been suspended from school numerous times before finally being expelled. Johnny did nearly everything imaginable. He knocked up quite a few girls and was known to have a temper issue. In fact, he has been in several knife fights including one with his old high school principal witch eventually lead to him being expelled.

“One adult ticket please. Tina is only five years old.” Beth said explaining to Lilly. She rolled her eyes in a whatever type way and cut off one adult ticket.

“That will be five dollars.” Lilly said as she extended her hand waiting for the money. Beth handed her a five-dollar bill and grabbed the ticket. “Have a wonderful time.” Lilly said in a sarcastic manner. Beth smiled back and walked her struggling daughter out of line.

There were many festivities at the corn maze. There was a place for making kettle corn, a stage for entertainment, but it felt as if something was missing. In the far corner of the area was an empty wooden table. Beth picked Tina back up and walked over to the empty station.

“Mommy! Where are we going?” Tina asked her mother.

“Hold on a second, I need to go see something.” Beth said in wonder. She walked over and placed her hand on the table. It was strange that there was an empty table because this corn maze festival was the biggest event of the year for the small town of Betsy. She looked up at the sign hanging above it. It read MR. GRADY’S HOMMEADE APPEL BUTTER. Every year Mr. and Mrs. Grady would jar and give away his homemade apple butter, but this year it seemed he was nowhere to be found. Beth turned to look at Cindy, her neighbor who just walked up behind her.

“Hey Beth!” Cindy said smiling. Beth smiled back and then looked back at the empty booth.

“Hey Cindy. Do you why Mr. and Mrs. Grady isn’t doing the apple butter booth this year?” She asked her curiously.

“No. All we have heard was what Lilly told us. That they were sick and didn’t want any company.” Cindy said shaking her head. Tina continued tugging and pulling at her mother’s arm.

“Come on mommy!” Tina said.

“Okay, okay.” Beth said finally giving in. The excited young girl dragged Beth to the entrance of the corn maze. They walked into the corn maze through many twists and turns. Beth began to hear something strange. It sounded like the whisper of several children and teenaged boys. As the sun began to set the whispers got louder. Not only did they hear the weird sounds, they began to feel as if they were being watched. The heard the sound of rustling in the corn stalks as if they were being followed.

“Mommy, what are those sounds? I’m scared.” Tina said as she now began clenching her mother tightly. Beth stopped and knelt down next to Tina and whipped a tear from her face.

“There’s nothing to worry about. Now come on! The sooner we get to the barn at the end of the maze, the sooner we get to the party.” Beth said to her daughter trying her hardest to hide her fear. Beth began to notice the bright yellow cat like eyes watching them from behind the rows. She put the thought at the back of her mind and continued leading her daughter through the maze.

About halfway through the maze someone stepped out from behind the rows. Beth and Tina stopped and looked back. It was a young man. Probably around the age of 16 years old. He was wearing blue jeans and a black leather jacket over a plain white T-shirt. Beth recognized the boy. His name was Billy Little. He was the best friend to Johnny Turner. Knowing that if he was around, Johnny wouldn’t be far behind, she picked up Tina and put her over her shoulder. She began slowly backing up. Billy then reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade pocketknife and pushed the button that released the blade. He placed the blade up next to his throat and made a gesture that deeply disturbed Beth. The gesture of slicing her throat. Beth gasped and ran though the corn maze.

With every turn they took a different member of Johnny’s “gang” appeared holding a switchblade. They continued running through the corn maze until finally reaching the barn. Their hearts felt as if it was going to explode out of their chests. Tina began crying again. It felt as if at least twenty of them were chasing them. Beth quickly opened up the barn door and slammed it shut. Finally catching their breath Beth placed Tina on the wooden floor and whipped the tears from her eyes.

“It’s okay honey! Everything’s alright now!” Beth assured her daughter. Just then, she began to smell something strange. A smell that was strong enough to turn her stomach. It was the sickening smell of rotting flesh. Beth turned around to the hey bell across from her where laid the bloody severed remains of Mr. and Mrs. Grady. Beth shoved Tina behind her and covered her nose and face with her free hand. Standing above them was none other than Johnny Turner in his signature black jeans and leather jacket. He pulled out a switchblade knife and pointed it at Beth.

“Now this is a party.” Johnny said with a wicked smile as Beth began screaming a chilling cry of help.

 

Copyright 2013 by Cody Williams

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A division of TTP Entertainment

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Author's Note

Here's another Halloween tale. I feel that it is a bit more sinister than the other one. I hope you all enjoy it!

Reviews

[Douglas White]

Not a bad Halloween tale, but not great, either. A few things that bugged me:

Why the description of Lilly and her relationship to her boyfriend? While it may serve to introduce the boyfriend, it was completely unnecessary to the story. If you were to make her a more central character, then it would make more sense in the context of the rest of the story.

Secondly, why? What was the point of Johnny Turner's actions? It's one thing to have unexplained actions when dealing with the supernatural - that's expected since we don't understand the supernatural. But people, on the other hand, are well understood. And people always have reasons to do what they do, whether it may sound crazy or logical. If you know WHY Johnny Turner is doing what he's doing, then you'll know how to make this a much more frightening tale. And a solidly crafted reason would clarify why his girlfriend would go along with psychotic behavior when a normal person would run like hell.

[Cody Williams]

Simply because I would not be one to call them "normal." Why do serial killers do what they do? There are many reasons, but what it comes down to is they are "not all there." Thanks for reading it.

-CW

[Douglas White]

You are right, to a point. Killers aren't "normal". But I wouldn't say that they "aren't all there". Many of the most horrific killers in history were downright brilliant at planning their kills, and were far more intelligent than most of the rest of us. Even those that were "driven" to kill had a rationale for what they did, regardless of if we thought it rational or not. (I've done a lot of reading on the subject of serial killers, and the mentality is often disturbingly like our own, just without the moral guards that separate us from animals.)

What I am getting at is that even the most deranged, have a motive, a reason, for what they do. It may be that they were abused as children and want control, or revenge, or maybe they just enjoy killing and torture. Even the fact that they are deranged is a reason. All of these reasons are valid, along with book loads of other reasons why they would. (Ask any psychologist, and they will tell you that the reasons 'why' are just as numerous than the killers themselves)

Apply this to your story - you have no indications that the girlfriend is anything more than a pretty, and typically arrogant, teenage girl. She is a ticket seller in the story, and not much more. Make her more central, have her do more (preferably something vicious), give a clue to her lack of sanity, and there you go - that issue solved. Why is Johnny Turner doing what he's doing? A little background on him, maybe a little bit about his psychosis, would make him far more frightening than he is now.

When it comes to strictly 'human' horror, "just because" is the weakest excuse there is for reasoning. As a writer, you should know -why- your characters are psycho. You don't have to (and in most cases shouldn't) spell it out for the reader. Let them see a little bit into the minds of your psycho, and let them fill in the rest. It is much, much more effective that way.

[dw817]

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Oof, another gruesome from the master of disaster - and I mean that in a positive way. :)

Definitely a nice tribute to, "Children Of The Corn."

Me ? As soon as I saw someone pull out a pocketknife with that gesture I would've done one of a few things. Leave the festival or stay close to security there. One or the other.

I learned a long time ago it is NEVER a good idea to be alone. The word ALONE and TARGET are synonymous with me.

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review DW!

-CW

[dw817]

UBetcha. Slight suggestion, you have a bit of undue definition, description, and detail for the 3rd and 4th paragraph. This would be great if the story was a book and would refer to these elements later.

As it is, it is only mentioned once and the story concludes rather suddenly. The grape-gum chewing girl is fine, but for people who die quickly (which they did), you likely don't need to go into too much detail about them. If they're gonna stick around a-while, yah, get all descriptive so we gain a familiarity and likeness for them. :)

[Cody Williams]

I'll take it into consideration! The key was that the girl told them that Mr. & Mrs. Grady was "sick and didn't want to see anybody" to hide the suspicion of the murders that her boyfriend committed.

[dw817]

I got that part. I thought it was well-written and definitely cleverly hid the murder until the last minute. Nono, just referring to Lilly mostly. Description is A-OK for everyone. Going into their past and relating previous events for a short-story may be a bit much however. Give it some though. :7

[Cody Williams]

Will do DW! Thanks again for reading!

-CW

[Trace]

I am not sure I want to know how this ends, but I am rooting for them to get away and have something even more sinister take out the punks. oh and check the spelling in a few places. I think you were wanting to say: HAY BALE. and in this sentence: "Their hearts felt as if it was going to explode out of their chests". you go from plural to singular then back to plural.

Spooky stuff. not sure I want to go to a corn maze anytime soon.
Trace

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review Trace!

-CW

[Angel]

The story is fantastic. Still having a few issues with mechanics...spelling, punctuation, stuff like that...
For instance, "she whipped the tears"...should be "wiped the tears".
You're right about one thing, this is sinister.
You have set my spine to shivering....

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review Angel!

-CW

[A. H. Pinley]

In fact, he has been in several knife fights including one with his old high school principal WITCH eventually lead to him being expelled. witch=which
Beth stopped and knelt down next to Tina and WHIPPED a tear from her face. whipped=wiped
Thrilling story!

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review!

-CW

[L.Edward]

Cool little vignette. It has a very 1950's feeling to it. Great setting for scare! All sweet and innocent then bam! You know how to set em up and them knock em down.

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review!

-CW

[L.Edward]

No problem friend. Thank you!

[Leslie Philibert]

Nice job, that I looked at and found to be well done.

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review!

-CW

[Dr. Wood ?]

Thought I owed it to you to read one Cody....Scary stuff....There are a few punctuation issues but I am sure you will weedle them out with a little patience...You have a few typos....It should be...He HAD been suspended

APPEL for apple is another

You missed out KNOW in Do you know why mr and mrs grady

same sentence you put mr and mrs grady isnt...should be AREN'T

And I do not know what a hay bell is but you put HEY bell

Bet you're pissed that I read it now

Good story though...I feel you could extend this to m=ake a really great horror tale

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for the review Doc!

-CW

[dw817]

Pretty sure APPEL and HOMMEADE were deliberately misspelled, Dr. Wood as all other instances of 'apple' were spelled correctly. It was all caps additionally to show it was a hand-painted sign.

It shows a strong education in homemade goods if not in grammar, definitely adds to the down-home feel of the story, a credit to Cody.

And yes, I've had homemade apple butter before. It's well worth winning as a prize. :D

[Dr. Wood ?]

I apologise for my ignorance

[dw817]

NP Dr, I read a LOT of stories and when something is misspelled I check the context. For instance, Winnie The Pooh has misspellings all over the place. While - I don't think it benefits the education of our youth, it does add to the charming innocence and endearing quality of the series.
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[Dr. Wood ?]

yup you are right

[Marie]

This ain't Winnie-the-Pooh, are it? I saw a lot of mistakes Dr. Wood didn't mention, but Cody is a good enough writer to be forgiven.

[dw817]

Just politely pointing out deliberate misspellings, Marie. That is unless someone privately writes me for a review on their work, then I launch into them with a full check on their spelling, grammar, and form. :D

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. This was so riveting and amazing dear poet. I really enjoyed the whole thing. I was worried about them all the way...Bravo

[Cody Williams]

Thanks a lot Sami!

-CW

[Sami Khalil]

Most welcome...:)