Haunted Mask Goosebumps Episode Novels & Stories

"Don't dare touch me again or I'll kill you again." The male chuckles and rubs his hair. "I'm just like you... A ghost. So how can you possibly kill me? I came back just the same way you came back cause I can't let you hurt her even though I wish I can cause she's a silly female." Jalen rolls her eyes at him and relaxes but suddenly shudders when his other words dawned on her and all the hairs on her body started rising and goosebumps prickled at her skin. "Y..yo..u..both are ghosts?"

The video’s sound began leaking through the speakers, drowning out the music, and I saw heads turning, confused looks turning to shock, murmurs starting to rise. I shrank behind the table, my stomach churning as I watched Annie, who was now dancing with Summer, stop dead in her tracks. It seemed the masked boy had vanished, and she turned to the screen, her face going pale as paper, her eyes wide with pure horror. Summer let out a “What the hell is this?” loud enough for me to hear. Caleb, still on the floor, stopped too, his gaze shifting from the screen to Annie, and I felt the weight of what I’d done suffocating me.

The masked figure moved closer to the garage. I inhaled slowly. “Okay now.” I pressed the remote. The garage light flashed suddenly, a loud beep cutting through the silence. The masked person jumped, startled, dropping their phone And ran. Grayson let out a quiet laugh. “Got scared like a little puppy.” Jamie clapped happily. “Yes! We won!” Marcus rushed forward, picking up the phone. “Look,” he said, checking it quickly. “They took pictures of nothing USB safe.” I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

It was completely quiet, save for the faint music thumping, and the overall crowd of people screaming and chatting in other places of the mansion. Julian abruptly stood up from Finn’s nearly unconscious form, his fists stained and dripping with crimson. He fixed his ghost mask that was almost lowering, and then with his bloody hands, he gripped Finn’s hair so tightly, that I thought he was going to rip it from his scalp. He dragged his body until he reached his friends, then walked up to the particular one, who was in charge of keeping my phone. The boy staggered backward, his expression shifting to one of pure terror as he beheld Julian's ominous figure concealed behind a ghost mask. He swa

Georgia smiled and nodded, pulling his ear to her and answering, “He gave me his blessing to date you.” Hayden looked at her quizzically for a moment and they both burst out laughing. Benny rejoined shortly after and they continued to share drinks, conversation, and laughs together as they swayed to the music. The night was going well. DJ Ghost arrived a few minutes after nine. Georgia wasn’t a huge follower of pop culture so hadn’t really heard of him. He turned out to be a pretty eccentric character, dressed in a sparkly outfit and wearing a ghost face mask. According to Lisa he went viral on YouTube and was known for the mask so no one actually knew what he looked like underneath it.

That was when a sound stopped me cold. A growl. Deep. Earth-shaking. The ground trembled beneath my boots as darkness swept through the corridors like a curse. “IT’S THE EAGLE!” someone howled. My heart jumped into my throat. The air turned thick with dread. When I turned, I froze. I could suddenly see everyone’s masks, every animal face glimmered under the flickering torchlight. Then I saw him. The man in the eagle’s mask. He moved like a phantom, ripping three masks off in a blur, each strike leaving trails of blood and horror behind.

Gabby had buried half her face into Seris’ shoulder, muttering curses every time the music crept into that uncanny high-pitched warning tone. Halfway through, the first real jump scare hit. A ghostly figure appeared in the mirror behind a character, paired with a sudden screech of sound. Gabby shrieked and threw her popcorn straight into the air, making everyone around her burst into laughter—even Cato cracked a grin. “WHY do I do this to myself?!” Gabby whispered, heart racing. “You love it,” Seris teased, patting her knee. Another scare followed, and this time it was Rory who gasped and instinctively grabbed Seris’ arm. “Okay, that one wasn’t fair. That mirror thing—classic, but rude.”

My skin was invaded by goosebumps, and I shuddered from the vibrations that skittered down my spine. Oh my god. No way. No freaking way! The pounding on my door nearly knocked the soul out of me. I jumped, my heart lurching straight into my throat. “Shit,” I hissed, scrambling up from the floor, nearly tripping over my ring light cord. My backdrop was still pinned behind me, and I was still in the leather harness with my boots on, half-sweaty, half-freaking-out. The mask I’d yanked off after the stream was still lying on the bed.