The '54 Chevy appeared to be abandoned, left

The '54 Chevy appeared to be abandoned, left with its windows rolled down & not a soul in sight. Barney passed the rusting heap along this lonely stretch of Alabama highway many

times a month, but it was just this night that he felt the queasy pull of fate tug his soul. Against his better judgement, he slowed to a stop a hundred yards from the Chevy. Dust

settled around his feet like a drowsy cat. The Chevy was diablo red. It's interior black. There was something evil surrounding it. Like a black energy. It almost seemed to whisper.

But the Chevy wasn't evil enough. He wanted it to be so evil it would suck in light & happiness from miles around as it drew small animals to be crushed under its roaring wheels.

was displaced by the fatherly pleasure of teaching his Monster how to drive. After jumpstarting the heart of Frankenstein's car in the usual fashion he showed the monster the gas

pedal and how to summon lightening. Tesla coils a-humming, they took off at warp speed towards the end of Vincent Price Blvd. Picking up the Mummy & Wolfman on the way, they

headed to Victor Frankenstein's castle. Igor hopped out of the hearse with a can of eggshell white. Victor stared. "Lightning you fool! Not lightening!" The Mummy & Wolfman looked

on in horror as Igor tossed away the paint can. It hit Victor Frankenstein in the forehead and knocked him out cold. Igor motioned to the Mummy and Wolfman. "Walk this way..."

quietly creeping out the door. "I have a gift card for Ghouls Hardware, we can get a can of blood red paint for our DIY projects rather than CHERRY red", Igor said with a smirk.