All poor Scarlett wanted was to enjoy Halloween in peace. A little jazz, a little red wine, maybe a little candy, and a nice, risque-but-classy gothic-chic costume. Things went pretty well until she came into the living room and found two masked strangers waiting for her. One of them, a shortish man in a werewolf costume, held a coil of rope and kept looking at his watch. The other was a tall, smug-looking woman dressed (very appropriately, as Scarlett would find out) as Baba Yaga and pointing a revolver right at the blonde starlet.

"Trick or treat," sneered the witch.

Within moments, Scarlett's wrists were strictly tied behind her back, while a thick wad of cotton filled her mouth and a long cloth strip pulled over her mouth and tied off behind her head formed a stifling gag. The costumed interlopers forced her into a chair and rummaged around her penthouse, leaving the frightened actress alone with her thoughts. While it occurred to her that they'd neglected to tie her feet, Scarlett quickly ruled out running for help, fearing the witch's deadly potential with the gun. Glancing around the house, her eyes fell on the telephone on the side table. It would take some doing, but if Scarlett could ease the phone off the cradle with her foot without drawing attention to herself, then maybe she could call for help!

Moaning and squirming, Scarlett tried her best to reach the receiver with her stocking-clad foot, but it seemed too far away. When she finally managed to grasp it with her toes, it felt more fulfilling than any nomination she'd ever been given. But before she could go any further, the witch came stumbling back in, wine heavy on her breath as she loomed over the bound and gagged movie star.

"Whaddaya think you're doin', shweetheart?" she growled, grabbing Scarlett's ankle and ignoring the terrified girl's muffled pleas. But instead of hurting her, the witch leaned in and kissed Scarlett tenderly on the gag area where her lips were. Soon, the costumed female intruder was straddling Scarlett's lap, intimately kissing and caressing her, while the young actress whimpered and trembled, dreading her captor's advances, but too scared to resist them, since the witch (in more than a costume sense) could have easily still been armed. Just then, the sound of a man clearing his throat cut the action short.

Sure enough, there was the werewolf, arms folded over his chest, shaking his head. "This is completely unprofessional," he intoned, his voice deep and authoritative. For a moment, Scarlett felt relief. Maybe there WAS honor among thieves. Just then, the male intruder started unbuttoning his own tattered shirt. "Better have some room for Papa Wolf," he bragged, a smirk evident in his voice. Scarlett's eyes grew wide in horror as the man approached, while the witch moved to one of the armrests and giggled malevolently, kicking the phone to the floor as she did.

Scarlett Johansson: kidnapped on Halloween.

Great work!

Well spotted as a possibilty and well carried out manipulation

WoW! Great work!!!

nice job!

Wow, what a fantastic re-imagining!! I am glad you added the original photo as well. This is a fun piece and really shows how amazing manipulations can be when some creativity and inspiration are added. Excellent.

Outstanding.

wow ! Without this small photo - I was thinking that girl was really tied up and you only added gag ! Well done !

Will you send her the picture?
I couldn't resist that temptation!