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And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”

Not far away, Sophia was straining to listen to Emily's phone conversation. But Emily didn't say anything useful, just a few "yes" responses that didn't reveal much. Mr. Satan said, "From now on, don't hang up the phone. Describe to me everything you see in the haunted house, one by one, and I'll help you find the switches." Emily took a deep breath to calm herself. She looked around and described the scene to him, "It's a circular area, vampire-themed. There are lots of bats and dry branches..."

After Mr. Tucker said that, I had no choice but to endure the freezing air for the entire morning. I shivered nonstop, my teeth chattering. When noon finally arrived, I went downstairs to buy some cold medicine. As I passed the coffee machine, I barely raised my hand. I wasn't even touching it when it suddenly sprayed scalding coffee at me, just like in my last life. I tried again and again, cautiously reaching out. Every time my hand got close, the machine would fire with uncanny precision, splashing boiling coffee onto the back of my hand.

"Shit!" I clung to my Phantom Scooter's half-dead handlebars, flying over a hallway smeared with who-knows-what slime. Dashboard screamed in blood-red: 00:59. A literal death timer. "Overtime termination! Terminate my ass!" I roasted the system six ways to hell and floored it like I was chasing a warp zone. Third floor. Haunted High. The emergency lights flickered puke green over a ghost girl brushing her hair, back turned, dress in tatters.

I replied, my eyes still on the map. “What about the haunted house?” Hayden suggested enthusiastically. “I just told you that I’m not into scary rides!” I exclaimed. “The haunted house isn’t a ride…” Hayden corrected. “But…it’s scary…” I replied. “Let’s go!” Hayden shouted happily, pulling me along with him. “Hayden! Wait!” I cried out loudly, but it was already too late. …

I left it charging, so they could use it for as long as they wanted, and if what ghost hunters said was true, they could also draw energy from the battery at the same time. Back to the kitchen, I put to cook, wondering what I could watch over dinner. YouTube kept suggesting me a compilation of the best paranormal evidence captured by the infamous Haunters. No matter how many times I tapped the option to not show it anymore, it kept popping up. So after checking there was nothing interesting to watch anywhere else, I decided I could always have a good laugh and sat to have dinner and watch the rockstars scream like little girls. The moment Brandon Price started his weird off-camera narration,

The doll facing up, it's nose gone and the dress on its body completely in tatters. Sue steps back, eyeing the doll speculatively. Tara turns to look and then tuts. "Isn't that always the start of a horror movie when you just move into a new house? The discovery of a haunted doll?" Sue laughs but then nods. "Better not risk it right? Next one please." They laugh, neither of them picking up the doll from the floor and leaving the room, not wanting any form of horror in their lives that's just starting to set as they want it to.

This sticky one, I can't remove it, she used her force to remove her hand on it but it takes her 5 minutes and the zombies came out again, of course they hide again as usual. They go back and help Hannah remove her hand on it, they used their force but it's very sticky so they take 5 minutes again and the zombies came out again. They thought their force is enough to get her out of stuck. But this time the father and son hide and they didn't notice that Hannah is not at their back like what their usual position when they hide. They looked into a hole and they saw Hannah. She can't remove that sticky thing on her hand that made her stucked in that position.

When she came across the Dodge Ram, Bryce was hanging by his feet from the tree that was next to it. Upon closer inspection, she discovered long thin scratches across the body of the pickup truck. Dawn traced them with her fingers and paused when they ended at a bloody hook dangling from a wing mirror. “Oh, crap”, she breathed. She was fully aware of the legend…of the multiple urban legends of the Hook Man. She hoped that this was a macabre coincidence and not the vengeful spirit coming out to play. ~0~

I called after him. “I heard that.” “Good! That means you’re still in one piece.” The door shut behind him, sealing the room in comfortable, haunted silence. --- “Okay,” I said to Brenda, “step one: find the vampire sunscreen ring before he turns into royal charcoal.” The drawer slid open by itself. Inside: a gold coin etched with a sun devoured by a crescent. “Clue?” I asked. The chandelier blinked twice. “Copy that. Haunted scavenger hunt initiated.”