Haddonfield Seed

A Story by Abishai100

Does a 'bad prince' of Haddonfield (United States) offer dark town messages of capitalism-treasure expo for haunting elves?

A 'haunting' portrait of inventive dark messaging, by an eccentric Earth-prince, inspired loosely by the excellent modern Hitchcock-esque film The Good Son (Macaulay Culkin). Thanks for reading,

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In the quaint American small town of Haddonfield, United States, lived an eccentric chess-wizard who used identity-masking aliases/avatars to play cyber-chess against numerous opponents while traveling to town on weekends to visit a sports-cards/memorabilia store to showcase and boast his Series-set (trade-cards) to the merchant and make eerie comments like, "Don't you want one of these 'beauties' today, good sir, in exchange for one of your more 'common-street' treasures (hmm)?"

This 'specter' of Haddonfield, a dark Earth-prince named Amlan Satan, had become a 'master' of chess-diagrams of stalemate-conditions play, a certain/specific orientation of piece-position strategy movements defining a 'perfect' parallel in decision-making yielding a certain tie/draw between the opponents for affixed forms of power security reflecting a general competition fury, which Satan (Amlan!) found to be quite 'lovely' for social-media ideations of modern Western-world 'Selfie' portraits of great/fine capitalist messages online (wow).

MERCHANT: I get this 'funny' dark feeling, Mr. Satan, you mean to draw out my vertigo with your weekend Series-set offers!

SATAN (Amlan): Excellence, merchant-man; I've played with you a certain 'stalemate-chess' match for treasures-form.

MERCHANT: You mean to draw out some values-hyperbole for my endless searches of treasure-IDs (trade-cards), right?
SATAN: Excellence; this is all a 'game' for the values of treasure-notes, and you're the 'main' player in my tour (now), ha.

It seemed to this good merchant of Haddonfield that what this offbeat and 'dark' prince, Amlan Satan, a United States resident who used his Series-set (trade-cards) showcase(s) to toast/boast about capitalism hyperbole/value and who lived off some 'secret' princely-inherited fortunes and Wall Street investments (Ford), wished to make the 'needful things' of baseball treasures to yield messages about yearning and avarice on Earth. Even a Martian might think all this quite evil (hmm).

He approached a beautiful woman inside a Haddonfield supermarket and proposed marriage to her, learning of her single-status and her listing(s) on online-cyber dating arenas. This woman explained she'd been happy alone but perhaps would 'like' an October-season house 'mate' to cheer on the local team on local-TV, and he told her eerily, "I noticed (in fact!) you'd donned the mantle of a 'bride' of American expressions."

AMLAN SATAN: Perhaps I'll fantasize about 'self-chess' with an imaginary adversary (Martian!) for Haddonfield-journals (IQ).

MERCHANT: Now, you offer me this strange/'classic' novel about self-reinventing consciousness, a special written exodus?
AMLAN SATAN: Excellence, merchant-man, for you refuse my Series-set (trade-cards) treasure(s) but not this literary expo!

MERCHANT: I 'doubt' all these 'toasts' to excellence involve any of my own (serious) offerings/education/expertise, Amlan.

SATAN: You 'doubt' wisely, good dude, but this offer is one of mere execution (hmm).