Sam picked up the chair and they made their way inside the bar, with Danny limping and being half carried by Tucker while pretending to be some kind of soldier that got shot in the trenches and is currently dying.
"Please, Foley, promise me. Promise me!"
"Anything! Anything, man!"
"Tell my wife I tried—" Chocking a fake sob, "Tell her I really tried to come back to her!"
"No way, man! You're going to tell her yourself, Private Fenton. Do you hear me? You're going to tell her yourself!"
"Jesus fucking Christ, you two…"
The bar was longer than it was wide.
As The Twilight Zone was named after the best scifi horror show ever made, Danny insisted that the theme should be spooky! So, the floors were made with white and black slabs of wood placed in zigzag and the ceiling is just plain burned concrete. There are no overhead lights, outside the bar, to give it this dark and somber atmosphere, and all the lamps were bought because they looked like 1944's Gaslight lamps. The wall by the door was burned concrete and decorated with trinkets or Sam's terrifying drawings, while there is this red curtain hanging by the other walls which is supposed to reminisce the Black Lodge from Twin Peaks. Danny also had wanted the bathroom to look like Saw's, but Jazz vetoed that idea. Instead, they installed this case with a fake dirty saw into a clear casing on the wall with a sign that reads "Break in case of emergency!" and has a tiny little Jigsaw on the side.
There is also, of course, the haunted jukebox that Danny found in abandoned in the Ghost Zone and brought home. Jazz keeps saying he stole it, but he prefers the term rehoused.
Danny had also wanted to have thematic names for the drinks based on other horror movies, but so far he only managed to get the Rod Serling, which is just an Old Fashioned, and the John Milton, which is a Cosmopolitan. Jazz vetoed all of his other ideas.
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