Haddonfield Expression

A Story by Abishai100

An unusual 'adaptation' of the iconic/bizarre tale of the Pied Piper of Hamelin (Germany).

A lifestyle superstition spook-tale with a 'dogma' reference to the displacement-story of the highly-unusual Pied Piper of Hamelin (Germany).

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Let me tell you the very stranger tale of a small town 'affair' in Homeland-Jersey (Haddonfield) where a Halloweentime rodent-exterminator, costumed as a happy-mummy, was performing an Eve mission using a 'magical' trick to draw out rodents with hypnosis and was paid 1/2 of what was promised to him, driving him insane that every Eve and drawing in him a kidnapping-fury, which required me to intervene and create a special cop-costumed interception/rescue and adapt the entire ordeal (Haddonfield) into this yarn for nerdist-examination(s) concerning readings of American Homeland leviathan!

MR. ZELDA: I'd be honored to do this Halloween task, costumed as a grand mummy!

EMPLOYER: Haddonfield's seeing a high-infestation for the festive-season; we need it.

MR. ZELDA: I shall make a robot-rodent 'army' to hypnotize the rats with science!

EMPLOYER: Oh, that sounds like an 'unusual' Halloween Eve magic-trick, good man.

MR. ZELDA: You know it (Facebook like).

Mr. Zelda, the man whom this tale (Haddonfield) concerns, was really terrific engineer for rodent-hypnosis for this extraction task for Halloween in the American Homeland, and he constructed a special rodent-looking rolling 'toy' that lured other rodents out of their alley hideouts and into his truck (wow). However, when he wasn't paid what was (honestly!) promised, he became as menacing as the rats he took care of that festive Eve for the citizens of the town (hmmm). This was not good social media (wow).

MR. ZELDA: "They not pay me for genius; I'll 'snatch' one of their prodigy-younglings."

Friends, I was in a cop-costume in Haddonfield that Halloween Eve, and I decided to save-the-day when Mr. Zelda tried to 'snatch' a trick-or-treater into his evil truck, and I was armed with a 'theatrical' toy water-rifle, which I explained to the maddened Gargoyle of the Homeland was loaded (secretly) with acid (wow).

MR. ZELDA: You're a real policeman.

ME: Release your hostage, and I'll take you to a psychiatry-incarceration center, man.

MR. ZELDA: Damn (Facebook like).