This story is true it happened to me, I witnessed these events as they played out before my eyes. Parts of this are going into my vampire book. Beware all ye who enter here past the point of no return. Welcome to Fright Night. Also if anyone has some more disturbing idea additions to this already disturbing tale I welcome them. I already have a idea planned out that's going to make this shocking event even more shocking. It's possible. Try not to drink anything you might have your beverage of choice shooting out your nose. You've been warned. Listen to this song while you read this story, its the theme song for events that play out. I went to a comic book convention. At that time nearly everything I wore was denim. A Hard Rock Cafe New Orleans denim jacket adorned my shoulders. Jeans, black comic t-shirt, and hiking boots. Two girls stood behind me checking me out, I turned my head slightly noticing them notice me. My girlfriend Glenys from my teenage years, rounds a long table filled with comics. She sees me her eyes lighting up. She screams my name making a mad dash for me. Glenys was very short, 5ft tall. I stand 5'8". She's always been a little sprite of a girl. Which is ironic because she worked at the renaissance festival as an elf, glued on pointy ears and everything. Running full tilt she hurled herself into my arms. I didn't expect to see her there. Surprise covered my face I'm sure. She smiled her broad pixie like grin at me. I couldn't help but smile back and be infected by her infectious overly joyful spirit. She said how good I looked, I told her she looked amazing. I asked her how she was doing, what she was doing at the convention. (Hindsight. She was probably there to buy Elfquest comics. Another irony?) Checking out comics and merch like me. The two girls behind me moved off after witnessing the personification of pure joy leap at me. Glenys and I talked for a while. She offered for me to come over to her place and hang out with her friends. I said I'd love to, she exchanged information with me. I went to her place a few nights later. It was an apartment on the first floor. Knocking I was invited in (thank goodness, because if I wasn't invited in I would've been standing outside all night.) I enetered the apartment. A spacious living room lengthwise connected to the kitchen. Seven people were spread out evenly across the room. Glenys sat on a stool next to the counter, she waved excitedly at me. I walked over to her after saying hello to everyone. Talking with her for a bit, I don't remember what the other people said. Except for the next events to follow. I had migrated back towards the middle of the room. The apartments cat, a long haired brown, gold, and white sauntered into the living room. She acted like she was Queen of the castle, she was. The cat strolled over to me nuzzling my leg. I bent down to pet her, I love cats. The man of the apartment sitting in his La-Z-Boy chair called the cat over to him. I'll just call him Lazyboy since I can't remember his name. Warning danger Will Robinson, click spoiler for the disturbing true adventures of honey hatter. Bestiality in spoiler you've been warned. Spoiler Lazyboy picks up his cat and commented that she was in heat. I made an "ahhh" sound. That made sense. Still looking at me he took a cue tip out and started masterbating the cat right in front of me and the rest of the people in the room. I felt a cold shock of horror wash over me. WTF is going on!!!!!!! The cat started going crazy under his loving touch. I felt like I had just entered the Twilight Zone Movie. Where was Albert Brooks and Dan Akroyd when I needed them! I'm sure they're close by. Lazyboy looked at me as if this was the most natural thing in the world. He looked at me as if this kind of thing happened all the time. (Which it probably did.) I looked around the room, looking more closely at everyone in the apartment to gauge there reactions. I might as well have been standing in the middle of a vampire orgy where Lazyboy feasted on virgins... I was surrounded by the worst of the worst vampires. The kind that sit and smile blithely as they watch their Lord Masterbater show his tender mercies to his favorite cat... Dear God Get Me Out Of Here!!! Was all the screaming voice inside my head was saying over and over and over and over! I studied everyone's face slowly, they looked like this happened all the time. I... looked... at... Glenys... The personification of pure unadulterated joy... I can't remember the look on her face, except that she was sitting there unfazed. I felt like I had been punched in the gut and had my lungs ripped out of my chest at the same time. Vertigo hit me hard like I had walked out into traffic and a semi had launched me skyward. I looked back at Lazyboy sitting in his La-Z-Boy, trying my best to keep any reaction off my face. I tried to adopt the look of the other vampires in the room. If this was a casting call I would have not received any call backs. Still masterbating the kitty cat... DEAR GOD! How long have I been here??? Has Lazyboy been masterbating that cat for hours in front of me and everyone else? The cat continued loving every second of his.... "It was so nice seeing you again Glenys. I've got to go. Bye." I fled quickly the way I came got into my car and never looked back. That was a trip down memory lane. Anyone have an idea to make this story more disturbing after I left?