'The Spooky Turnabout'

Once upon a time I bought a thing from an old guy. And it was haunted I saw a ghost.

The ghost then killed me.

Someone would have thought it was the end, but no, it wasn't, because I came back to life shortly after and a skeleton popped out of my pink closet. Yikes! Phoenix was in the closet and raped me, when I was in there.

And then the closet ate me and I died again. The little red hood found us and chainsawed the closet. To save us, probably. I hope... But she didn't and everything was hyperrealistic and I diededed.

"THE END"

Said my friend... But not really, because we still have to fill the rest of the page.

'The puzzle of the Dead Layton'

So... there once was a boy named Hershell Layton... He was a clever young boy. But for some reason, he gave up his future... And committed suicide. Meanwhile, another boy named Luke was in a coma in a hospital.

But one day, he flatlined, and became a spooky dead guy. I remember it clear as day. He was sitting on the bed and singing, 'Spooky scary skeletons... lying on the floor... Spooky scary skeletons... found a new home'

On the next day, the phone rang.

- Hello? - said Luke

- Hello. - Replied the guy on the other end of the line.

- That voice! No... no way! Mr Layton?

-Hello, Luke. It turns out... I'm gay.

- Damn, uncle. Who is that lucky guy?

- Funny, that's why I'm calling you. - He said.

- Where are you? Wait... YOU ARE NOT MR LAYTON! HE IS DEAD!

- OBJECTION! - The man on the phone yelled.

- No- no way! Mr Wright?!

- Yes.

Luke hang the phone

That night, he was sleeping on his bed with all of his windows shut, hoping that no-one would break into his home.

Luke suddenly heard some footsteps... He got up to go investigate. It sounded like they were in the hallway, right outside his room.

His phone began to vibrate. He looked at it. He noticed that it was the 1st of January. It had just turned 00:01, and the new year had started. Fireworks exploded outside his window. But then a thing jumped up behind him. The thing, which looked like Mr. Layton, just pale, and obviously tired, stabbed his back. "I'm sorry..." It muttered.

Luke hardly could see anything. He went to the dining room, with a knife in his back. There he saw an Xmas tree. There was something under it. It was inflatable pool. It then started to inflate. After a while, it finished inflating. It looked like a floatation ring to wear, but it was filled with blood.

He fell on that thing. And there he was, swimming in someone's blood, while bleeding as well.

He used a hint coin... but the hint that popped up... it said this:

"There's no escape." Luke screamed as these words began to fell on the floatation device, and popped it.

Suddenly, a tophat appeared out of nowhere and fell on Luke. It started eating his hair off. And when it finished with his hair, it began to eat the rest of his body as well. Then... He could no longer swim. He fell into the blood fully, and he tasted the coppery taste of the blood.

One of the last things he saw was Layton's pale face, staring him in the eyes, and saying: "This was a puzzle you couldn't solve."

A few hours later, strange person appeared in the house. He sat on the couch. And he laughed, while the blood was trickling onto his orange jacket. This man... Was Larry Butz! He was the true mastermind behind all of this! He grabbed the blood-covered corpse of Luke Triton and lifted him several inches above the ground.

He grabbed it to the car. It was a red sports car. It was shining. Larry made a call...

"It's done." He said. "Our plan worked." You could hear insane laughing and clapping from the phone.

Larry looked at the corpse and laughed. He hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. Larry then looked at the sky and said, 'What a beautiful night'.

THE TRUE END.