Mystery solved -- i found it buried on a CD in a stack of CDs. Here it is (in a wall of text because i wouldn't presume to know what the author intended in terms of paragraph division...):
Ghost Ticklers" ..©...TTD
Holloween 2000. They rented an old bed and breakfast house. It is only used for special occaisions. Not so much recently since rumors were started that the place was "haunted" and the fact that there were a few accidents there in recent years and a couple of deaths that were "unexplained" and for the most part unsolved. The large house was located atop the cliffs on the Pacific Palisades along the PCH( Pacific Coast Highway )for those who are unfamiliar with the abbrieviation. A scenic location of beauty and sunsets that are beyond imagination. There were only 7 bedrooms. Each with an ocean view. Four on the second floor and 3 on the third. A large dining room decorated in 19th century decor as was the rest of the house. The Den/Living Room of hard wood floors and a cathedrial ceiling. Paintings of landscapes of the California coast, Old English area carpeting under Leather sofas and lounge chairs spread casually about. A marble fireplace in the middle of the spacious room almost always aglow if for no other reason but for ambiance. Once owned by 7 sisters now solely by the daughters of two. All of the sisters have died of some unknown cause except that it was a "heart attack". All in their early 30's. All in this house. The guests arrived pretty much at the same time. They were settled in nice and early and all in costume before it was time for dinner. There were 12 guests all together, couples. Six men 6 women. The two daughters who stayed to "host" the party made 14. Getting close to sunset and all were drawn to the west side of the house outside to view the spectacular sunset into the Pacific Ocean! The afterglow made for an errie feeling and look to the house on the cliffs and a perfect setting for Holloween. They all stood in silence almost in a trance-like state. A crisp autumn breeze not enough to break the spell. It was the faint sound of laughter that did. Looking around at each other as the stood atop the Pacific Palisades checking to see that they were there and was nobody in the house not that there any other houses for at least three miles or 364 feet straight down, realized that there was someone absent from the sunset viewing! All had the same puzzled on their faces. One of the guests, Traci, little cutie that she is. 28, blonde haired blue eyed and a compact 5'4" 110 pounds was the one not taking in the sinking of he sun into the Pacific Ocean and the orange,red and purple portrait it painted in the sky. If they decided to speak verbably what they all were thinking it would have been said in perfect 13 part harmony. "She must be inside watching tv". It took a few more seconds of a 13 part harmonic momentary lapse of reason to break before they realized that there were no tv's in the house. Nobody really made a move back into the house for another minute or so, sort of in a motionless limbo and confusion. Looking from one another to the horizons fading slow motion light show to the house. The laughter from within not getting louder but not ceasing and not really sounding that of the laughter of 'I saw something funny'. It sounded more hysterical. What could have been THAT funny?! Since everyone else was outside there could be nobody making her laugh so the curious started back inside. Into the main room they went the laughter, manical now louder but still distant. There was no other sounds other than the crackling of the flames in the fireplace. One of the other guests commented that it sounded as if it were comming from upstairs. So off went several of the party quickly up the sprial starcase to the second floor. Louder became the hysterical laughter! Still no words just continuous screaming laughter! The four doors to the bedrooms on the second floor were all closed. It became obvious which of the rooms the merriment extreme was emitting from and all walked towards that door. Upon opening it, there was Traci stretched out on he bed with her arms above her head and her feet hanging over the bed as she was laughing hysterically bucking up and down as if she was being lifted and bounced off the mattress! Her face almost a beet red and tears streaked her cheeks! Quickly she stopped and her body came to rest. Terror filled her eyes with a mix of disbelief and confusion. She finally regaind enough composure to explain to her friends that she was pinned down and tickled by invisible hands! Well you can imagine the reaction of her costumed buddies. Basically that "yeah right, nice try, happy Holloween..."! Totally drenched in what they all thought was supposed to be sweat but they "knew" it was "water". "She must of gotten in the shower and soaked herself" was some of the mutterings as all proceeded to go back downstairs. Laughter filled the halls of them joking about her attempted trick and increased as she heard them tell the rest of the crowd of her little game. Downstairs the festivities got underway full force with the Music cranked up playing quite appropriatly the Outlaws, ..."yippie I oooooooo, yippie I aaaaaa-aaaaaa, ghost riders innnnn, ghost riders in the sky...". Upstairs as Traci was about to get up off the bed, the bedroom door slammed shut and the unseen force pinned her back down. Downstairs, Tracis' screams and horrific laughter went unnoticed. The two hosts, Maryann, 22, Auburn haired green eyed 5'7" and Melissa, 23, Redheaded blue eyed and just plain cute at only 5'0" were trapped side by side in another room far off on the other side of the house! With tears in their eyes and streaming down their cheeks, invisible hands were holding them down and tickling what felt to be every inch of their bodies! While rags seemed to materialize out of thin air to be stuffed into their mouths muffeling their laugher ridden screams! Inside the main room, the missing went unnoticed. It was another 30 minutes before Tracis' boyfriend realized that she had yet to come back down. Traci meanwhile was still in the midst of hysteria and still in her "Wench" costume now soaked with her sweat and other bodily fluids. Nearing a heart attack from the relentless tickling and sheer terror. Ian made his way up the staircase back to their bedroom. Ian would not be seen again by his friends. He tried to open it and this time it would not budge. He assumed it was locked. Pounding on the door he screamed for Traci to let him in and stop playing games. He heard no response and probably wouldn't have even if there was a response. Inside Traci was now in the silent laughter stage! The room was spinning and colors were fading! The mystery ticklers had not let up for a single second. Now upset that his date was being a baby he pounded on the door for the last time. Ian, 5'7", 200 lbs and solid being into all sports and in in damn good shape was picked up and thrown accross the hall to the wall opposite the door on which he was pounding. That door flew open exposing to his utter shock Traci almost wishboned on the bed and shaking as if she was having a seizure. He was thrust threw the doorway flying face first into the wall above the bed where Traci still lying on and still trapped in a silent laughter world of ticklishness! Pinned to the wall he heard the door to the room slam shut. Except for his own laughter, it would be the last sound he would hear. Feeling as if he were being held in place by the wall itself or even worse, and it had to be imagination, sinking INTO the wall and becoming part OF it, his arms were stretched over his head and his legs bent back so that the soles of his feet were pointing straight up. His shoes floated off of his feet and tossed across the room. Socks pulled off by unseen hands which then proceded to rake the bottoms of his now bare soles while more probed his pits and ribs! The big man was ticklish and in fits of uncontroled laughter! Downstairs the party continued. Dancing ane merriment! While Maryann and Melissa were nearing a loss of sanity! Hands tickled everywhere! Feet, ribs, pits, bellies, legs! In such hystrical agony and utter terrorized confusion! A few wondered where the missing were but said nothing. It was figured they were off having sex. As the drinks were made and consumed the thought of where anyone was diminished. Lisa and Martha, two Witch dressed babes. Sisters. 20 years old. Days apart in birth. Black hair and piercing blue eyes. Damn near dead ringers to Demi Moore, headed up to the "little girls room". They raced up the stairs each trying to get to the bathroom before the other since they each had to go bad from all the liquid they had sucked down. At the top of the steps the wrestled a little to gain advantage. Lisa gave Martha a quick tickle on the ribs as she tried to pass her. Martha gave out a quick scream yelling, "noooo don't do that I'll pee my pants"! Giggling and crawling away from her Martha reached out and tried to grab her leg but she was out of reach and headed for the bathroom door. Martha caught up with her and they both fell into the bathroom together. Lying on the floor laughing they did not notice the door shut behind them. Martha was forcably pulled up into the air by her hands. Her arms stretched high above her head and seemingly attached to the ceiling. Her legs pulled to the limit to each side of her body making her look like an upsidedown "T"! Boots flew off her feet and fell to the ground. Her black semi sheer nyloned feet exposed. Indentations appeared on the soles of her feet as if fingers were dragging down the length of her feet from toes to heel. Buldges appeared under her shirt in the shape of hands tickling her breasts and stomach! She could do no more but squeal in laughter as her body hung from the ceiling. Her face immediatly turnning red and her bladder drained down her legs! Lisa saw nothing of this as she was being pinned to the bathroom floor as more hands were tickling her bare soles and all up the backs of her legs to her tushy while other hands and fingers tickled her back and sides! Her face pressed firmly to the floor! As Martha hung by her hands dangling from the ceiling, fingers trailed the length of her body from her palms to her waist. It also felt as if a length of yarn was being passed through her body entering her belly button and comming out the base of her spine! Feather seemed to be tickling her private area! Her legs stretched to each side of her being pinched and kneeded. Stockinged clad soles raked and scratched! Words were unable to be formed from either of them or the rest for that matter as the tickling continuned relentlessly upon 6 hysterical victims of the invisible forces. Downstairs the remaining party guests were still dancing and drinking and eating! Having a good time. Really paying no attention to the fact that people were absent from the main room. After all it was a big house and there was alot of room to frolic! It was just presumed that the rest were out and about having fun. Unbeknownst to them, they would eventually be joining in. Outside rain began to fall as a thunderstorm was abrewing! With a crack of thunder and a flash of lightning the lights in the house went out! Screams from practically everyone as the thunder sounded more like an explosion! Wild frenzied hysterical laugher was heard from upstairs and comming from where the hosts quarters was believed to be! It was thought my everyone that this was all part of the "plan" being Holloween and all. A couple more of the guys went to look for candles. Heard from again only by their laughter! As they walked into the kitchen area they were attacked out of the darkness by unseen culprits! {not that they wound have been seen in broad daylight! ghosts are like that.} Tim and his friend,Ron,were literally airborn flung accross the room. Tim slamming down on the table while Ron crash landed on the marble counter. Each toatally stretched out as pieces of clothing and shoes and socks were removed with quickness and ease. Within seconds they both had what felt like a dozen hands tickling all parts of their bodies! Echoes of loud almost pained laughter throughout the house from practically everywhere! "Wwhahahahhahahheahahahahahaaahahahahaaaaaaaahahhehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahhahaaaehahahahahahahah..."! In the main room almost at the same time as the attack on Tim and Ron befelt the rest of the group! All pinned down on the floor by some unknown force! Hands and fingers tickling every single ticklish spot on their helpless bodies! Manic hysteria rung out from every direction! In the darkness nothing was seen and some thought it was the others doing this to them! They would never find out. It would never end. The End?
