Halloween Story

Prompt: Begin by listing your favorite words... then write a story using ALL of them!

bilious
Ulster
jiggle
unanimous
sylvan

Under cover of night, in the County Ulster, the parent-teacher association was attempting to solve the problem of rebellious teenagers. The problems with rebelliousness were innumerable: drugs, sex, yes, and rock and roll. A storm was rolling in from the sea, and the sylvan country was enveloped in thick cloudfall.

The committee unanimously voted against further rebellious attitudes, and was about to enjoy Ms. Heb's Jell-O mold.

All gave an abrupt start as they heard a great, jarring roar!

"The storm," Ms. Heb said, as she held the Jell-O mold. But when it happened once more, only louder and clearer, she jumped and the Jell-O mold flew upward, jiggled in mid-air, and was soon covering the heads of several members.

A dark creature growled into the window. Ms. Bruin and Ms. Heb gave a scream, but the rest were too startled to do or say anything. They sat frozen. The dark creature burst through the window, all hair and teeth. His claws grasped Ms. Heb, his body filled the room with a bilious stench. Ms. Heb fainted in her terror, and looked as though she were dead already. The dark creature stood in the center of the PTA meeting room and loosed another shattering roar. Ms. Bruin and several other members at this moment could hold themselves together no longer, and also gave way to a faint. The remainder were simply stunned and staring in horror, for the beast, at least 8 feet tall was sniffing Ms. Heb's face. He growled in a small way, and set her down. Apparently he had decided she was already dead. For the first time, he looked around.

What he saw was half a dozen corpses with their brains gushed out (for the creature was, as of yet, unaware of the existence of Jell-O). He thirsted only for live blood. Curse his ill luck for entering the only room in his radius which contained only the already-dead.

He dropped Ms. Heb and climbed back through the shattered window in search of those still waiting to be made victims.

When the committee members finally came to, they all agreed that this had been their most productive meeting yet, however, to this day they cannot stand the sight of a Jell-O mold.

[Update 10/24: Aaaand let's say Ms. Bruin's husband is both an expert hunter and the county sheriff, who took action the moment his wife called with an alert of a blood-thirsty, hairy, toothy monster on the loose. He saw the creature as it was headed down West Grube Street, and followed in his car. One well-placed shot was the end of the potentially long and gory saga that no amount of Jell-O could have fixed.]