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I slide my thumbnail into the thick skin of the lemon. Warm, sticky juice flows into my hands. Marvin is now laughing right along with the moon. I look down at my hands and see they are a deep, sparkling red. With a small shout of disgust, I throw the lemon across the porch. It strikes a support and splits completely open. Small snakes slip out, beetles trundle towards us, and a great wave of spiders flows over the porch.
We scream and start to run, but Marvin, who never speaks first and nevers offers any sort of hospitality, has fallen apart into three dark shadows. The shadows twist and mutate and are now three large vipers. They slither coldly across Marvin's front porch. I can see Tom. He is trying to climb a support and escape to the roof, but one of the vipers continuously strikes at his leg. I can barely make out some of the other guests. They are little more than grisly lumps of flesh under a carpet of crawling, sliding, biting creatures. As some of the monsters make their way to me, I take one last look at the full moon. She is no longer laughing. Her good humor is gone and now her big grey eyes hold tears, ready to fall.

The End.