Of course spending Halloween night in a ‘haunted house’ was cliché, but here we were the six of us, three guys and three girls. What menacing horrors awaited us?, I could not phantom. I was bored out of my skull.
With that thought in my head, my mind must have been playing tricks on me, was that Melissa’s head on the banister? No way. Must be a dummy mask one of the guys made to scare the girls.
Nope real head, I said to myself, the gooey sticky blood still on my fingers as Donna approached, “What’s up Seth?â€?, she asked me.
“Nothingâ€?, I replied.
She went up the stairs. I looked for the bloody head of our friend when I spotted the man. If it was a man. It looked like a long dead Boris Karloff. Nope just my friend Adam, in a Boris Karloff mask.
“Ha ha very funny Adam, I don’t need your brand of humor just now, Mel’s been killed.
“I know,â€? he said as he took off his Adam mask to reveal the most hideous beast imaginable. Of course I laughed thinking it was Adam in another mask.
Boy was I wrong.