With that, the couple walked around the floor-bound vampire to the next section of
the haunted house.
A man with a hockey mask and a chainsaw jumped out of the shadows. The chainsaw
wasn’t turned on and didn’t make any noise. William looked at the man for a moment.
“Mr. Stanza?” William asked.
“Hi, William,” a muffled voice replied from under the mask. “I’ll see you
tomorrow.”
William remembered his boss owned the building the haunted house was in. It did
make sense he would be part of it. He imaged his boss
included a provision he would need to be part of the haunted house in order for the
people to put it on. He wondered why his boss never mentioned anything to him about
being in a haunted house.
Next was a hallway with cages along each wall. Arms were reaching out of the cages
and when walking past, an arm would try to grab onto William or Casey.
“I did not like that,” Casey told him as the reached a set of stairs. “Looks like
we are going up.”
“Looks that way.”
William looked up towards the top of the stairs. He could see a clown at the very
top waiting for them. He sighed.
When they were two thirds the way up, they could hear the shrieking laughter of the
clown. A bright light began to pulsate.
After reaching the top, the clown creepily turned toward them and laughed again. He
then pulled out a machete and began running towards the couple, screaming at the
top of his lungs.
The light continued to pulsate. The room would be pitch black for a second, light