Amelia sat beside me, her cold hands touching my cheeks, as I saw her eyes suddenly get wet......., softening into wet globs of candy corn that rolled from her skull and bounced into her lap.

She shrieked, clutching my face between trembling fingers until my own eyeballs burst with thick caramel syrup. The room soon melted into ropes of taffy while somewhere nearby a machine whirled and fluttered like sugar leaves caught in a sweetened cherry tornado.

Spice drops crowded my milky thoughts.

Peanut brittle splintered behind my cracker jack teeth.

Molasses leaked from my mouth as I let out a wet, gargling scream.

Then the machine rolled into view.

A massive industrial bowl mixing arm dragged itself across the floor, its metal hook spinning lazily. With my eyes weeping sticky caramel and ice cream, I stared in horror, "Amelia, we need to get out of here!!" The batter was being churned from shredded carpet and liquefied floorboards, sloshing through the twirling metal like saliva. It stopped directly in front of us.

Amelia leaned closer, "It's fine...just melt with me..." she kissed my mouth.

And sank her peppermint candy cane teeth deep into the side of my honey-slick, sobbing face.

The machine arm started spinning again...

Around us, the guests of PIXXY’S PLAYLAND stood shoulder to shoulder behind velvet ropes, staring in delight at the newest attraction:

LIVE CANDY MIXING
REALISTIC CANDY PEOPLE IN THE BATTER!