A/N: Right, so no idea if anyone will read this. It is an "Evil Dead 2" crossover. Basically, the monsters from Evil Dead are going to attack Mckinley High, for reasons I do not yet know. I've wanted to write this for a while and I just thought "fuck it, I'ma do it."
If someone does read this, I will answer any questions you have concerning the evil dead parts of the story in full detail, if you ask them.
Warning: It's gonna be bloody (head up Billy Buddy)!
The day started off like any other. Rachel woke up, brushed her teeth—
(30 seconds clockwise, 30 seconds counter-clockwise making sure to effectively cover all areas of each tooth for optimum plaque demolition)
And washed her face—
(cover face with hot towel for 20 seconds to allow for steam to open pours. Lather with Clean and Clear Anti-Blackhead face wash, making sure to evenly coat face. Rinse off face with cold water in order to seal pours shut. Smile, and remind self of inner beauty and strength).
And got dressed for school. This was done quickly, as she had already prepared her outfits for the week on Sunday night, after watching a re-run of "The Nanny" with her Dads.
Her first sign that something was different this morning came when she sat down to eat her perfectly balanced breakfast (Organic Muesli with various sliced fruits, and a half cup of orange juice... all organic). She looked out the window, and instead of the bright, sunshine filled Monday morning she expected, saw nothing but a vast and ominous black sky stretching before her.
She wondered, for a brief moment, if she should be worried about this. Just then, she cought sight of herself in the window's reflection and realized how truly Tony-award winning she looked that morning. It was breathtaking.
Needless to say, the obviously evil black sky was not thought about again.
Until she got to school.
The day started normal enough, as well, for Ashley J. Williams. Well, as normal as an average day can be, for Ashley J. Williams.
He woke up in a blinding fit of panic, clutching his gun in his one-good hand, and screaming the name "Linda!" Typical enough.
After setting his rifle down, he secured his chainsaw into the socket where his left-hand used to be, and went about killing himself some breakfast.
"Ah-ha, gotcha ya little sucker!" He shouted 20 minutes later, proudly clutching a now dead squirrel in his hand. Roasted squirrel for breakfast. If only he had some eggs, he could make himself an omelet and have a banquet.
The image of a fancy banquet hall serving nothing but squirrel omelets came to his mind, and he chuckled and hummed to himself as he went about flaying and roasting his new squirrel friend.
After eating his breakfast, he went back inside the cabin where he had been forced, by unknown and terrible powers of pure evil, to reside and looked around. It was now that he noticed that something was wrong.
The books were still, the lamp wasn't laughing... no doors creaked, and none of his body parts tried to kill him. Everything was still, and quiet.
Something was definitely wrong.
So lemme know if you think youll read it, I understand if you don't want to. Horror isnt for everyone. Also, the story will involve all the glee characters, not just Rachel. I just picked her to start with. I will probably work in some Finchel, Britanna, Skurt and whatever the ship name for Quinn and Puck is, while I am at it. Also, I will be willing to take votes on who should die. If anyone has read this far.