The Youtuber Horror Picture Show-Chapter 1

Mark held the newspaper he'd grabbed from the car over his head trying his best to use it like an umbrella till they could reach a sheltered area. Aaron had suggested going to this castle for help after their car had gotten a flat tire. And Mark, being the dutiful fiance he was, decided to come with the British man. However he wasn't so sure about this idea when he noticed the sign hung on the front gate.

Enter at your own risk!

He was tempted to call out to Aaron, but closed his mouth & followed after him. Surely the owner of the castle wouldn't mind them ringing to doorbell for some help.

"Look, Mark. There's a light." Aaron smiled pointing out said light as he put an arm around Mark rather protectively.

Mark looked at the light & smiled, "I see it, over at the...Frankenstein place."

Aaron chuckled, "You've been watching too many horror movies. It's just a perfectly normal, old castle. Nothing to be concerned about."

Mark pressed his lips together & nodded in agreement. He jumped hearing a motorcycle rev behind him & turned to see three motorcyclists coming up the road toward the castle. He parted from Aaron to let them pass before returning to the other man's side.

Both men made their way up to the door where it was thankfully more sheltered from the rain.

"Let's go back, Aaron. I'm cold &...I'm actually kind of creeped out." Mark mutter rubbing his arms having abandoned the soaked newspaper. He used the sleeve of his jacket to wipe some of the rain from his glasses.

"Just a minute, Mark. They might have a phone." Aaron reassured & pressed the button for the doorbell which set of a rather odd & clanky sounding bell.

In just a matter of a minute the door creaked open to reveal an odd looking man with a blond streak in his hair & dark circles around his eyes. "Hello..."

Mark felt his heart sink to his stomach which also caused the polite smile he'd been wearing to fall.

Aaron was a bit better at keeping a straight face even though he faltered some. He perked himself up again & held his hand out while still keeping hold of Mark's hand. "Hi, I'm Aaron Ash." When the odd man made no move to shake Aaron's hand he gestured to Mark with a smile, "Uh...this is my fiance, Mark Fischbach."

Mark didn't say anything, he was honestly too unnerved to. So instead he forced a polite smile & let Aaron handle to situation.

"I wonder if you'd mind helping us, you see our car broke down a few miles up the road. Do you have a phone we could use?"

The man looked them up & down seeming to consider them a moment. "You're wet."

Mark blinked, "Yeah...it's raining..." He had to make himself not be sarcastic in saying this, however he did shoot Aaron a disturbed look.

"Yes." Aaron agreed just trying to make this rather awkward situation a bit better.

"Oh..." the man muttered.

Lightning lit up the sky again as thunder cracked sending the already nervous couple on edge.

"I think perhaps you both better...come inside." the man said stepping aside, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

Aaron smiled politely at this & went inside guiding Mark in with him.

"You're too kind..." Mark once again forced a smile, but sent Aaron another uncertain look afterwards. Once inside he glanced around at the rather macabre décor & cobwebs. He could hear loud music & the sounds of several people talking somewhere in the castle. "Aaron!" he whispered, "What kind of a place is this?"

"Probably some kind a hunting lodge for rich weirdos." Aaron muttered.

The sound of the heavy front door closing & locking behind them made them both jump. The man looked at them once the door was secure & walked between them gesturing for them to follow. "This way."

Mark was unsettled by the lack of at least small talk so he decided to ask a question that was floating around his head. "Are...you having a party?"

The man paused & turned to look at Mark, "You've arrived on a rather special night. It's one of the master's affairs."

"Oh...lucky him." Mark muttered.

"He's lucky! You're lucky! I'm lucky! We're all lucky!" a wild haired & beanstalk of a man that neither Aaron nor Mark had even noticed was there straightened up on the stairs. He laughed as he slid down the banister tossing his feather duster to the other man.

Mark stepped back a bit bumping into Aaron as he did.

The couple was sort of herded toward the ballroom by two odd people where they saw there was a small crowd of...well equally odd people. They were all were sunglasses & party hats & eating appetizers of all sorts. They were also singing & dancing, as soon as they had entered the room the two odd men who had lead them there joined the crowd. Among the group was a particularly flashy man who, instead of dancing like the others, tap danced around. And judging by his accent Aaron & Mark could tell he was Irish as well.

After a moment or so of this rather awkward situation, Mark looked to Aaron. He noticed his fiance seemed to be enjoying watching & listening to all this. He himself was still unsettled about it all, so he nudged Aaron & nodded towards the door.

Aaron got the idea & they both subtly shuffled toward the exit & backed up the stairs hoping not to draw attention to themselves. Admittedly this had become a little too weird for him as well.

The song & dance ended rather abruptly with every member of the group collapsing to the ground. Which left Aaron & Mark to stand near the door in silence.

Mark pressed his lips together looking at the scene before him & nudged Aaron. "Say something." he whispered.

Aaron raised his eyebrows surveying the group, "Say! Do one of you guys know how to madison?"

The group peered at Aaron & tilted their heads questioningly.

Mark cringed, that definitely wasn't what he'd had in mind.