The Shining {Fanfiction}

A Story by Abishai100

Adaptation of the jarring Stephen King 'examination' of unraveled psyche for the darkness of things of bloody-loss and paranoia for a haunting of leviathan.

My adaptation of The Shining (Stephen King).

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MANAGER: We're really smiling of your Winter-keep of our closed hotel, Amlan.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Really lookin' forward to guarding your closed hotel in snow.

MANAGER: You're to stay here through this Winter with your wife/child, Amlan?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: It'll be a nice retreat, like reminiscent of hotel-lounge sits!

MANAGER: You're a writer, eh?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Sure I am...I am working on a Selfie-view about sports-keep.

MANAGER: You should have plenty of Selfie-time to remember hotel lounges, ok.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Hey, thanx for this chance for easy money, sir (ha).

MANAGER: Just one caveat, Mr. Satan...there's a ghost-haunting tale here, ok?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: What's it?

MANAGER: Selfie-like...just jitters/tales...past keeper killed his family/self.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Oh, now folks report seeing his after-image, eh?

MANAGER: Don't worry for it of doubt, Amlan...this is your Selfie-Winter (ok!).

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Thanx (Facebook-like).

How'd Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian Catholic Bostonian, guess his Winter-keep of a special hotel in the American Homeland lead him to the paths and hallway-records of Hell one season during employed keep of the place while it was closed-down for the season? He had no idea that the murderous man/keeper of the hotel's past killed his family and himself out of some mystery-angst and rage and was then haunting the place with a host of other specters, including those of his two daughters. Amlan just wanted to write during the hotel-keep job that Winter and did everything to keep his wife (Wendy) and child (Danny) safe/happy...until his Selfie began to simply and darkly unravel (Selfie-like).

WENDY: You're being grouchy and now utterly evil to me and your child now!

AMLAN: I saw the man's ghost whispering to me in a hotel restroom; I'm nuts, ok?

WENDY: You wanted to come here with us to keep this hotel and write the novel.

AMLAN: Look, this man (Grady) wants me to chase you and Danny around in Hell.

WENDY: You're listening to the voices inside this closed hotel in this bad-snow?

AMLAN: We're struck here, wife...sports is the last word on my mind in Hell, ok?

WENDY: Oh, you can chase us around in this locked labyrinth; we'll escape, damn.

AMLAN: Selfie-like (for Heaven/Hell)?

Was it the ghost message of Grady that unraveled the poor Amlan Satan and his agenda to simply write while keeping that hotel locked/safe/secure that Winter season in the American Homeland? Grady had killed his family, burned their flesh and eaten it like a damned cannibal before killing himself. What turned him into the Devil? Amlan had no idea but was utterly brainwashed by the specter of the whispering evil 'being' inside that closed Winter-season hotel and now chased around Wendy/Danny with his revolver, intent o shooting them both in the head and putting them in the hotel kitchen oven for food...perhaps right before his own suicide anti-love letter for dark keep (wow).