"Katheryn, wait up!" shouted Tanya. The young, dark skinned girl sprinted after Katheryn, her candy bag bouncing along the cracked sidewalk behind her. Her costume's cat tail fluttered along behind her. Why did Katheryn have to be smart and choose the lighter witch costume for Halloween? Tanya loved cats, so she naturally chose the cat costume. Katheryn could have at least told her the weather! Tanya let out a soft yelp of surprise as she tripped in a pothole, letting it turn into a growl as Katheryn stalked away. "Um, If you haven't noticed, I kinda fell!" shouted the young girl. Katheryn spun around, running back to help her fallen comrade. As she pulled Tanya up, any passerby would easily notice the difference in size. Katheryn was standing around 5'10", while Tanya only stood at 5'2". "Sorry," mumbled Katheryn,"I just really wanna get to that haunted house!" "Fine, let's go," groaned Tanya, "I don't even understand why you want to go there. It's falling apart, we could get killed!" "Well, I kinda like the little rush you get when you're standing close to death. It drives me crazy," answered the taller girl. There was no mistaking her love of the song "After Midnight". She grabbed Tanya's smaller hand, wrapping it firmly in her iron grip. "Ready?" asked Tanya. Without waiting for an answer, she jumped onto Katheryn's back, letting out a happy shout as she bounded off to a thin alley.
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Reaver sat in his study, an angry scowl crossing his features. Nearby, Theresa stood elegantly, her hood covering the look of disapproval on her face. "These two girls you're fetching aren't bar wenches. They are destined to be the new heroes of Albion. One will take after Hannah, the other after you," she drawled. At hearing this, Reaver shot up, the barrel of his Dragonstomper .48 pointed directly at the covered forehead of Theresa. "No one can ever match my skill, you insufferable witch," he growled, "But, I will send my mercenaries after them. They should be in Albion, am I correct?" he whispered, twirling his prized weapon around his finger before setting it back into its holster. "They will reach Albion soon. Give them time."
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The two girls stepped into the dull, mossy foyer of the haunted house. Katheryn stepped ahead of Tanya, letting her cling to the back of the ripped up witch's costume. Katheryn flinched as a soft scurrying passed by, closing her eyes to concentrate on her hearing. Tanya trembled violently, her head snapping to the source of a sound she heard every few moments. "Calm down, Tanya, it's just a haunted house," taunted Katheryn. Tanya let out a scream as she felt a hand grab her leg, only to shout in frustration as she realized it was Katheryn. "Will you let me leave if I go upstairs?" asked Tanya, desperation deep in her dark brown eyes. Katheryn hesitated for a moment, sighed, and nodded briefly before turning to go upstairs with Tanya. The two trick or treaters wandered through the halls, waiting for their chance to leave. Suddenly, Tanya jumped, letting out a loud yell. Katheryn turned to see Tanya clinging to the floor carpet, holding on for dear life as the end of the carpet fluttered into... a hole? The tall girl narrowed her eyes, staring into the swirling indigo depths of the hole. It can't be a hole, she wondered, It's swirling, so it must be a portal! But to where? Katheryn finally cleared her thoughts, racing to save Tanya. The two girls both screamed in horror as a large, bright mass swirled from the hole, latching on to Tanya's leg. "If we go, we go together!" screamed Katheryn. They each let out a final scream as the light forced them into the portal, their exit from the haunted house.