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“You know who murdered you?” Trevor and Spion blurted out in unison. “Yes, but he left that day. I don’t know what happened to him. After I died, this place had fewer and fewer guests. Wieven told me I shouldn’t show up to every guest,” Richard said, then his lips curling into a perfectly naughty…

Trevor couldn’t believe what he saw. He checked the EMF meter; it now displayed “Ghost Approaching, Safe Level,” then he stared at the ghost boy by the door. The boy glowed with a soft blue light, had an innocent face, and wore an old-fashioned tweed suit. “Who are you?” Trevor finally asked. “Richard,” the boy…

The party hall was noticeably emptier; only several groups sat at tables and booths, waiting for the prize-giving at midnight. Three men in black suits sat at a long table in front of the stage, counting candies handed over by the teams. They all wore a large ‘M’ logo on their left chest, signifying they…

“Nooo, thou shall not pass by cheating,” the creature repeated, approaching them. The shuffling sound of its feet against the floor made a sickening, squeaky sound. “Dazzling eyes!” Report Man reacted first, waving his phone’s flashlight directly at the creature’s glowing red orbs. The others followed suit, bathing the figure in harsh white light. “Please…

The entrance was crowded. Teams waited in line for staff to distribute maps and candies. After a long wait, Lady News finally secured their map and a black plastic bag containing ten candies. “The Reading Room and Boutique have long lines; I bet the Barber Shop and Cafeteria are the same. Let’s head to the…

Trevor felt depressed, wondering why she left in such a hurry without even leaving a single shoe for him. His hands still held her scent, though: Aquatic. She likely favored an aquatic perfume. He plodded toward the bar, still consumed by thoughts of her. Report Man sat at the counter, chatting casually with Bob, a…

The light was dimming when the sharp tone of a saxophone rose. A band—formed by a zombie with an exposed brain, a mummy with a bloody mouth, a clown with a drooping left eye, and an alien with a bulbous head—took the stage. Their music made the whole place go wild. “Let’s finish the heart,…

The lights were twinkling, and several bats flew above the building occasionally. The main structure of the Dressrious Salon was wreathed in mist. Vampires, monsters, killer clowns, and all different kinds of macabre creatures surged inside. It was finally Halloween party time. This year, thanks to the shocking death of the Ambassador of the Frankish…

Snow woke up, relieved to see she was surrounded by friends. “It worked! Did the FBI leave?” she asked, sitting up immediately. “Yes, they left. Let’s hope they closed the case,” Madame Perrault said, sitting beside her. “I don’t want to spoil the fun, but I think we have to continue pretending Snow is dead,”…