You are currently in front of what appears to be your new home that you plan to move into since it's free and you get paid for living there. It turns out to be an odd mansion in the woods. Not too far from town, but you can't visibly see it there. The mansion itself looks average with some of it looking both old and new. It looks like a nice place to visit with some vibes of it being haunted.

You spent some time wondering who even invited you to begin with. However, you were not one to talk as we don't get to know who you are, what you look like, or gender and all. You're just here as a blank slate for the better parts of this anthology story.

You enter the gates which did not shriek like you expect and nothing seems to feel eerie. It could be refreshing as that is to be expected from all of this. You reached the door and pressed onto the door bell which gives off a simple ringtone. Okay, this place seems too clean and mundane for a haunted mansion.

The door opens with what appears to be a maid, however you only see half of the maid. It's as if she's shy and gave hand signals for you to enter before leaving. You hear hurried footsteps, implying that she was running away as fast as she can. You entered the mansion, hoping to see someone guide you around the house.

It was then you realize what went wrong in this whole place. You saw a bunch of headless butlers and maids scrambling around with a chair and pillow ready. This may seem odd, but at the same time you wanted to earn some cash from this. You just hope that you can survive all of this.

You then see a butler holding what appears to be a disembodied head of a girl who clearly tried too hard to pull off a gothic lolita look. The head has stylized black hair with her side hair having small curls and her long hair made to look like a pillow for herself with some accessories to hold the top part of her hair like a bow. The head had dark gray pupils and a young looking face, but you can tell that she is a bit older than you realize.

The butler places the head on the chair while make sure her hair is on her face and looks nice. All the butlers and maids run off while making sure things look good while leaving. You are basically alone with what appears to be a disembodied head.

"Welcome to my humble home. My name is Hilda Headington... ironic I know. I am so glad that you took the offer to live here. Don't worry, I have no malevolent intentions like in the movies despite my state. I just wanted a friend who I can actually talk to," said the head.

You were surprised how casual the head is, but you must bear with her if you want that dough and hospitality. She looks harmless for now.

"Well make yourself at home and I'll get a check ready for you later. While your at it, are you interested in bizarre stories?" asked Hilda.

You puzzled and sort of nod.

"Great! I got many stories, especially about heads like me! Though I would rather keep the story of how I became this way when I'm ready for... personal reasons of course," said the head, "You can carry me around while you unpack and I shall narrate."

You decided to do so while the first story begins.

...

Sloth

"Betty!"

"Aw come on!"

Our story is about a girl named Betty, a very slothful girl in a world that needs her to move her butt. Often times she is reluctant to do anything, but alas she must. Life can be unfair to her or possibly vice versa.

"I'm coming mom!" replied Betty.

The girl got up from her couch while she sighed. Her butt was sort of stuck, but she got up feeling sore all over. She probably needs to go shopping for something minor for dinner again. All Betty did was got her coat on and left with enough cash in hand as if she knew the procedure.

Betty looked angry as she walked to the store and got a packet of parmesan cheese without considering the size or expiration date. This isn't the first time she has to keep doing this and sometimes it's for even pettier reasons. She not only have to do chores for her family, she also has to deal with your typical school work which she wishes she can skip. There was also...

"AHHHHH!" screamed Betty.

Everyone around Betty stared at the girl who was in a state of anger. As a response, Betty ran off somewhere to hide. The first thing she can think of is at some random alley where no one would casual visit. The girl placed the cheese she got on the ground and start scratching her hair out of anger.

"Betty do this! Betty do that! I just wish I can just not have to do anything anymore!" Betty whines.

Betty grabs her own head and yells, "It makes me want to take my head off!"

From then on, Betty's wish will sort of come true. There was a loud pop sound that made Betty flip and fall onto the ground. This drop was something different as Betty felt herself go into two different directions. Though as she lands, she tries to get up. Though something is not right. She felt herself get up, but she could not really do it at the same time.

"Hmm, what's going on?" asked Betty.

Betty felt herself get up and walking around, but nothing is changing. Betty starts looking around and found herself or rather the rest of herself. She saw her own body without her head.

"I didn't mean it!" cried Betty.

Betty wanted to punch something, but she has no arms. Coincidentally, her body did just that for her. This gives the head an idea.

"Focus... focus," Betty said.

Betty imagines herself turning back and picking up her head. Just like magic, her body did just that. Betty thought that it would be harder, but she is a quick learner.

"I can get used to this." Betty said as she tucked her head under her, "I can watch TV all I want while my body does all the work."

Later, Betty comes home with her head attached and with the cheese. She went to the kitchen and places it on the counter before going back to her business. However, her mother had other plans.

"Betty! I kind of need you to help me more with dinner please and some cleaning up of the house. My hands are kind of full," said the mother.

Betty grins, "Okay."

The girl first takes her head off and places it on the couch while turning on the TV. She imagines her body leaving and getting to work for her. Betty can finally really relax as she heard her mother scream at the sight of her headless body. Betty simply ignores the cries for once and enjoys herself while she does her chores.

This extends to homework in which is good on her own on, occasionally school, and other things she is too lazy to do. Betty grew more detach from her body as she got used to being a head who does nothing. It reached to the point that everyone around her got used to it.

One day, her mother had enough. While Betty has her body do her homework, her mother confronts her looking worried. The mother stood in front of the television, blocking Betty's view.

"Hey! Can you please move?" asked Betty.

"Betty, I kind of realized that I ask you to do so much, but you shouldn't have to do it this way. I'm kind of worried that you'll lose your head even more," said the mother.

"I'll be fine. I can maneuver my body around town without looking," Betty said.

"I know that you're a prodigy and all, but it wouldn't hurt to put your own elbow grease here and there. Oh god, I forgot. You have no elbows," the mother said.

The mother left still worried while Betty just enjoys herself. It was then Betty's body came looking tired and angry and blocked Betty's view of the television set.

"Oh hey body! I see that your done," said Betty.

Suddenly Betty's body picks her head up which worries the head. She didn't command her body to do this. It's as if the body has a mind of it's own. Not only that, it was currently trying to take out the garbage.

"Body, please don't! I beg of you!" cried the head.

The body was deaf to her head's pleas as she stuffs crumbled paper into her head's mouth. She then slowly descends her head into the bag to sadistically torture her. Betty's head cries as she is unable to do anything. The bag closes and it was garbage day.

...

Hilda gave you a smirk as you were almost done unpack. The hostess' head sat on a table while waiting for your response to her story and slowly grew impatient. She then decided to add more details to the story.

"To be fair, I heard Betty's head was found, but that's it. There isn't really a villain in the story as both the mother and daughter have problems. Don't you think it's interesting?" asked Hilda.

The disembodied head sighs, "Oh right, you're a blank slate. You don't reply much. I guess I'll have to rely on the comments before for one."

A headless maid appears and went for Hilda's head. The head then tells you, "Well get ready for dinner! It's always on the house since your the only one who can even eat. You're in for a treat."

The maid left with the head while you stretched a bit. You get the feeling that another story is afloat, but at least there will be food. Hopefully nothing that's cursed.

You reached to the dining hall with some struggle and sat in front of Hilda whose head sat on a pillow and some books to keep her elevated. She greeted you with a smile, but you didn't care. You see a random headless butler offer you a check which is what you came here for and now food is being prepared.

"The chefs here are glad that someone can eat their stuff again. They might be slow since they are a bit mindless if you know what I mean. For now, let's drive into another story!" cheered Hilda.

Might as well as the wait might take a while.

...

Gluttony

Once upon a time, we have Lizzy and she is holding her head. So far her Gale is freaking out as she stares at her friend's state. To even go as far as doing it in a public fast food joint also shocks her.

"Why?" asked Gale.

"Well it all started with some experiments that I volunteer for to not gain weight and here I am," Lizzy said.

"How does this equal weight loss?" asked Gale.

"It doesn't reduce weight. I just don't lose weight because as the food goes down my wormhole of a neck, it gets dissolved until it reaches my stomach meaning that I need to eat more. That means that I can eat as much as I want and gain very little!" said Lizzy.

"I don't think any of it is natural," said Gale.

Lizzy hands her head to Gale who freaked out, "Oh come on, what's the worst can happen? It's becoming a trend as of late."

"A trend?!" asked Gale as she looks up to an advertisement that features Lizzy with her head off.

"I was even in commercials too and they told me that I look cute as a head," said Lizzy.

"Hmm, I wouldn't want to try this, but suit yourself," said Gale.

"Order number 629!"

"That's mine!" said Lizzy with glee as her body went to get it. The head looked at her friend and said, "Well it is bothersome at times to carry my head and other stuff at the same time."

When Lizzy's body came back, Gale was surprised to see how much food she bought. It almost made a mountain and not sure how expensive it was.

"Bon appetit!" said Lizzy as her body grabbed back her head and feed her the mountain of food.

Gale looked in disgusted and worried for the future of her friend. Who knows what kind of horrors that have yet to come?

As weeks went by, the following procedure grew popular as more woman start losing their heads for similar reasons as Lizzy. Gale starts to freak out she can't get to anywhere without seeing this headless look on someone. It ranges from co-workers to any kids she walk by. Even so Gale does not want any part of this.

Though one day gave her an absolute reason to never do this, thanks to Lizzy. It was a time where Lizzy visited Gale and seemed very hungry for some reason. In fact, Gale thought she gave Lizzy too much.

"This is your tenth bowl of rice today." said Gale.

"I know, but I felt like I haven't eaten for 10 days." said Lizzy as her head rolled to the side.

Gale started to look worried as Lizzy started to look skinny. Her head looks sort of okay, but some signs of losing fat. Her body on the other hand looks as if it is slowly turning into a skeleton.

"I think you should find a way to put your head back on. You really don't look so good." said Gale.

"I guess you're right. Lately my throat feels so weird, as if something is being sucked away." said Lizzy's head.

Then suddenly Lizzy choked. She started coughing to the point where her head rolled off the table and she got a bruise on her cheek with some bleeding to follow. Her body in the meantime started to wail as some weird hole appears on the neck stump.

Gale freaked out as everything around her started to suck away as small objects head into the neck stump. Then suddenly the whole body follows suit as it went into what looks like a small worm hole. It went in just like water going into the drain.

Lizzy manages to get a view of this and started crying as the wormhole suddenly just disappears. Now the once proud disembodied head who discovered a method of weight loss is just a head. She was helpless and useless at this point.

Gale picks up her friend's head and said, "It will be okay! I'll figure something out!"

"I don't want to go! I don't want to go!" cried Lizzy.

...

As the story came to a close, you lost your appetite. You were almost done eating, but that last part of the story freaked you out. Hilda on the other hand just sat there, staring with a curious and anxious look.

"Honestly, I am not sure about the details about the ending. Some say Lizzy died, others say that she lived at a price. It's weird and sad, but one thing for certain. I miss being able to eat. Unlike the heads in some of my stories, I can't exactly eat. I have no way of getting food into my stomach that I lost long time ago." Hilda explained.

You were shocked over this revelation as you noticed that Hilda was not given anything to eat. Not only that, the food you tasted felt like someone is trying to remember how to cook. Could this be that you were the first person to ever eat in this house for a while?

Hilda continues to explain, "I mean every time I try to eat, it just won't go down and I end up choking a bit. Sometimes I feel like a zombie as I don't need food, water, or air! Yet I still need sleep which makes no sense now that I think about it."

You decided to excuse yourself for the night as Hilda continues to ramble. You were guided by a headless maid and Hilda continues talking. Even after her servants clean up the table and pick her up to her room. The last thing she has to say was...

"Tune in next time to hear more of my stories! I only got two for the day, but I got more in store! Also feel free to comment because I want to talk to someone that's not headless!" Hilda said.

From what little you heard, it was a horrible fourth wall break.