“The Raven”
A music video by: Frank Burns and Eric Funk
Directed: by Curtiss Wesley
Starring: Carl J LePere and
Amy Fantasia
with the
NY Venom Dancers
Featuring: the hit song “The Raven” written by: frankiebee (Eric Funk and Frank Burns)
Video Coming soon!
Heather is blonde and beautiful. Tonight she is at the club and working the bar for drinks. She is wearing her best slinky black dress fitted to perfection with just the right amount of skin showing, sexy but tasteful. There are many interested eyes following her every move. Waiting, hoping, and praying for the perfect time to make an approach. She strolls around knowing that she is desired. She uses it like a tool, an instrument or instruction manual on how to manipulate men. Her looks are stunning but her perfume will absolutely push you over the edge. In her mind she is worth the eight dollars per drink just for the privilege of looking at her. It is 1:30 AM and Heather is just warming up.
She is in the middle of another perfect evening when her eye is caught by someone in the dimly lit window. It is a hideous sight. Heather is not sure if it is the lighting or the accumulated filth on the glass. She tries to turn away but her mind won’t let her. She loses her control for a moment and orders her own drink from the bartender, something she would never do unless she had to. She sips her drink and looks over at the window again. The mysterious man is gone. Heather starts to feel woozy. She makes her way through the crowd.
The bathrooms are downstairs. As she nears the top of the staircase she looks down and sees the now familiar hideous man that was in the window. She steps back in fear. Her heart is now racing with excitement. She rubs her eyes and shakes her head. She slowly peeks back down the stairs and the stranger is gone. Heather hears voices in her mind. Someone or something is calling her but it is not clear who or what. She waits until some other women make their way down to the ladies room and Heather follows behind them. She is afraid and locks herself in the stall. Her mind drifts and she seems lost in her dreams. She then becomes aware of silence. Silence can sometimes be deafening. Heather can feel the silence. She can almost scoop it up with her hand and taste it. Like a super dry martini that puckers up your whole mouth. Where did everyone go she wonders? She slowly opens the door to the ladies room and sees no one. She walks to the stairs and takes the first step. Where is the music?
She shakes her head again trying to wake up from this nightmare. She takes each step with caution and finally gets back up to the club. There is no one in the club. The lights are out and it is empty. Heather is terrified. She makes her way to the front door. Her eyes are drawn to the window but the window is clear. She sees the clock on the wall and it says 4:30 AM. I lost three hours somewhere. Was I sleeping? Heather makes her way out the front door. She stands there in front for a minute or so, bewildered and frightened. Voices start filling her head. She puts her hands over her ears but the voices are in her mind.
Heather turns toward the corner to hail a Cab but the street is empty. Then as she turns there is the strange man standing on the opposite corner. His face is ghastly and black. He slowly walks toward her. Heather’s knees are shaking. She turns and starts running. She has been to this club a hundred times and never noticed what a scary neighborhood it was in. She scans the streets for any sign of life. She pulls out her cell phone and dials 911. The Raven is in pursuit. She turns but he is following in the shadows.
Heather is found the next day in the subway lying peacefully on a bench by some early morning commuters. She looks as beautiful as ever as if someone posed her in position. Her cell phone still opened and displaying her last call to 911. There are no marks on her body but Heather is lifeless. It appears that she was frightened to death. She is the fifth victim in two months.
The four other victims were found in the same way. Each had a copy of Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven next to their lifeless bodies. Each body pristine and beautiful. NYPD calls this madman "The Raven"
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