Dark Hallway
I work in a lovely building… it’s old and well-maintained… but I don’t like being in my office after dark… it’s got a quiet creepyness about it. Maybe it’s just me.
I work in a lovely building… it’s old and well-maintained… but I don’t like being in my office after dark… it’s got a quiet creepyness about it. Maybe it’s just me.
is it just a coincidence that the strip is blacked out today ? ;p
So this guy is walking through a cemetery in the middle of the night and he falls into an open grave that is – thankfully – not occupied. He does all that he can to get out; he calls for help, he jumps up the side, he tries to climb out. All to no avail. Resigned that he’ll just have to wait until morning, he settles down in a corner and nods off to sleep.
He’s awoken a couple hours later – by another guy who’s fallen into the same hole! Since his eyes have adjusted to the dark, the first man watches silently as the second man – who hasn’t yet seen the first man – tries everything he did in an attempt to get out, failing with each try.
Finally, out of sympathy, the first man says, “You’re trapped. You can’t get out.”
But he did.
*hehe* That’s a joke I heard almost thirty years ago, and this strip brought it all back. Both are really funny. š
Pete, how did he get out?
I think if I heard a voice coming from the grave that I fell in, I’d probably shoot straight up about 10 feet…maybe that’s how I’d finally get out?
Heather, that’s exactly what Pete meant with the punch line. Panic and terror can make the human body do inhuman things!
Frank: happy accident… (or are there such things…?)
I had a record called “Scary Spooky Stories” that I used to listen to as a kid. There were many such yarns about fright and dying of fright and the like. Good stuff. I guess today’s version is the kid book series “Goosebumps.”
— This comic looks sooooo much better here than in the paper (all grayish and splotchy).
— The grave puzzler involves first one and then two people trying to escape?…hmm
— Ooo, campfire-esque ghost stories. Ooo, creepy old, dark, dank, creaky buildings with the sounds of drafty wind howls and squeeking mice, noisely making more mice. Ooo, late night campout campfires with flickering and darkening light illuminating ominous trees while sounds of chewing and scratching and hooting and crawling are all around. Owls noisely making more owls…smile.
brig… If you still got that record and a turntable to play it, the scratchy, crackle and pop sounds (sounds like a breakfast cereal) that it’ll now make will make it just soooo much better.
Comic… Wow, didn’t know dead bodies could talk. Must be the voice of a ZOMBIE. Or at very least that of a certain comic strip artist trying to walk off her tiki-zombie drink overindulgence.
So, these two don’t own a flashlight, either? I keep mine right near the door.
Brig: Embrace the eeriness. Invite it to sit down and give it a cup of cocoa.
I used to have an office in an old building in downtown Monterey a number of years ago andI often had to work late at night. That building used to make the most creepy sounds as it settled for the night. This comic kinda reminds me of that.
Randie’s lucky Ryan’s there. In this situation I’d be very creeped out. Although I would also have my wind up flashlight so i wouldn’t be in the dark.
stick… yah, my newspaper was all un-properly inked also. And I wish I still had that record. My mom might still have it in her basement.
EofO… I originally had a toon in here discussing why they didn’t have a flashlight (they were using cell phone light)… but it didn’t really fit so well.
Squid… yah… night time spooky noises are kinda… well… spooky. I don’t encourage that.
AroSpace… (welcome!) Being in the dark… BY YOURSELF reminds me of a movie I saw as a kid and saw again this past Halloween… “The Ghost and Mr. Chicken” with Don Knotts. It makes me laugh.
Erk. Ever since seeing the comic this morning, I’ve been remembering the overhead squeals of mice from many a non-restful night (roof rats in Sacramento and field mice at my mom’s in Monterey while watching her place during a health convalescence). Happily both occupations have long been taken care of…but the mememories (sounds) remain like bad songs that repeat in your head.
Been a long time since seeing “The Ghost and Mr. Chicken.” Recall it being really funny.
Lookin’ forward to the reveal.
…and they used Bon Ami!!!
Ok, thanks DCS…I guess I’m a little dense lately….this isn’t the first joke I haven’t ‘gotten’ recently…sigh
Heather… Don’t feel bad…it wasn’t really a joke, more like a puzzle. As far as I figure, and enough time has gone by to offer a solution, the two worked together to get out. First a boost up for one and then a hand from above for the second.