Prologue
"I'm expecting all of you to make him feel very welcome", Mrs Roland squawked announcing a new student's arrival. Dustin and Jeremy exchanged a quick "bull-yah" glance. Mrs Roland's sharp judgemental eyes fell on the boys of the class. I had the same thought as her, poor new kid. Jeremy, Dustin, Colbin, Zeik and Justin weren't the most pleasant people to be around. They insulted and fought each other, none of them died or anything...sadly. But it's not really the friendliness you would like if you were a new kid. Mrs. Roland came around to everybody's and handing out orange slips with thriller writing. I looked down at the bold black heading, " HALLOWEEN PARTY " Every year the real estate agents let a bunch of kids decorate this old stone mansion with like, bats an pumpkins, skulls, yeh no scary stuff. The castle has been abandoned since I dunno, but it looks exactly like one of those Count Dracula mansions. It's for stories high and covered all round by pine trees overlooking Shadowvale cemetery. Yeah I know what a creepy name for a town...Shadowvale. It's made out of those grey, cold slabs of stone and big gothic curtains and candles.
No one ever thinks of buying it. So the real estate agents don't know what to do with it. The place is ginormous so they use it for Halloween. I have gone every year since grade seven. The place isn't haunted or anything it's just so big so creepy and so empty.