Hi again! :) I received some reviews! :D Thank you to Penguins005 and Guest! I've replied below:

Penguins005: Thank you! :D Good question. :) Well, Red, Lefty, and Angel are characters from somewhere else; I didn't make them up or anything. Like the first chapter implied, they're the armored car robbers that the penguins heard about on the radio. You don't have to know where they're from to enjoy the story, though; you can just think of Cecil and Brick from the episode "Hot Ice", only with a psychotic hunchback as their accomplice. :)

Guest: Wow, a lot of words, there. :) That's true. It's okay! X) Yeah, being mysterious makes it a lot scarier. This story will get scarier/more dramatic in the later chapters (the first one was just to set up the situation and all). I hope you like the story as it progresses! :)

Okay! Let's see what happens next!

The penguins walked into what appeared to be a kitchen. Pots and pans were strewn everywhere, and stacks of dirty dishes filled the sink. Rico spotted the refrigerator and went over to it. He pulled the door open and was pleasantly surprised to see it full of food.

"'Ey! Look!" He climbed up the racks and grabbed a juice box. The others waddled over and looked up at him.

"Skippah, haunted houses don't have fully-stocked refrigerators, right?"

"Not that I know of." He replied. "Kowalski, analysis."

"Hmm. . . That's strange. However, the food could be expired; the rest of the kitchen indicates that nobody has been here in a long time." Rico stabbed the straw into the juice box and took a sip.

"Uh-uh, the ju'ce is good." He grunted, dropping back down to the floor with it.

"Well, juice boxes do have a long shelf life, I suppose," Kowalski said.

"Okay, then. Let's look somewhere else." Skipper suggested. They left the kitchen and waddled down the hallway. Eventually, they turned around a corner and continued down an even longer hallway with multiple doors on both sides.

"I think I liked the outside better; this place gives me the willies," Private said, waddling behind the others. They happened to be walking in a straight line.

"Come on, Private. Remember what I said: You need to toughen up a little." Skipper answered, continuing to lead them down the hall.

"Skippah, how long are we going to stay here?"

"All night if we have to, Private." There was silence.

"Skippah?" The leader sighed.

"What is it now, Private?"

"It's just the four of us here, right?" Skipper rolled his eyes.

"Of course, Private." He was growing slightly weary of the young penguin's questions.

"Then, why are there five shadows on the wall?" This made Skipper stop and blink in surprise. He and the others looked at the wall to see that Private was right.

"Kowalski, analysis."

"Hmm. . ." He said, tapping his beak in thought. "I would say that could be the result of- OH MY GOODNESS!" His eyes widened as he noticed a huge man standing right behind Private. The others turned around and stared at the man in shock.

"Kowalski, options." Skipper said, slightly concerned.

"I suggest we. . . RUN FOR OUR LIVES!"

"Good plan!" They belly-slid further down the hallway just as Angel swung his machete at them. The blade embedded itself into the floor, and the man wiggled it back and forth to free it. He continued his pursuit, although, due to his physical disability, he could only hobble after them.

Meanwhile, the penguins had split up into two pairs. Kowalski and Rico rushed into one of the many rooms and closed the door behind them, while Skipper and Private had done the same a few rooms down on the other side of the hallway.

"Okay, so I guess this house isn't haunted after all." Skipper said, leaning against the door. Private was trembling.

"That must be one of the guys we heard about on the radio. We walked right into their hiding place!" The young penguin whimpered.

"Calm down, Private. We'll get out of here, but we're going to need a plan. Kowalski-" He looked around and noticed that he and Rico weren't with them. "Well, we're going to have to find Kowalski and Rico first."

In the other room, Kowalski was breathing heavily from the rush of adrenaline and leaning forward with his head and flippers on the door. Behind him, Rico was still drinking from the juice box he found earlier. Kowalski stood up straight and turned around to see that he still had it.

"We almost get killed by a homicidal maniac, and you're just standing there drinking juice?!" Rico grumbled that he wasn't going to let perfectly good juice go to waste. The lieutenant sighed.

"Whatever. We need to find Skipper and Private, but we don't know if that lunatic is still out there." Kowalski peeked under the door. He couldn't see much, but he wasn't interested in opening the door to get a better look. He got up and turned to face Rico.

"I guess we'll just wait until they call out for us."

"Okay," Rico grunted, continuing to enjoy his juice box.

Meanwhile, Skipper was looking under the door to check for the human. Like Kowalski, he couldn't see a whole lot, so he got back up and looked at Private.

"I'm going to check and see if the coast is clear." He jumped up to the doorknob and turned it. The door swung open, just enough for him to slip back out of the room. Skipper poked his head out into the hall, looked both ways, and stepped out.

"Come on, Private. He's gone." Private shakily joined him and they waddled back in the direction they came from.

"Kowalski! Rico! Where are you?" Skipper called, cupping his flippers around his beak to project his voice. Inside the room, the others heard him.

"Hey, Skipper!" Kowalski shouted. "We're in here!"

"Alright, I hear you!" Skipper called back, heading to their door. He jumped up and turned the knob, but the door didn't open.

"Kowalski, did you lock the door?" Private asked. The scientist face-flippered.

"Sorry! I'll unlock it!" He tried to jump up to the lock, but something held him back. "Rico, let go of me. I need to unlock the door to let them in!"

"Uhh. . ." Rico mumbled nervously, raising his flippers. Kowalski slowly looked up to see the hunchback, leaning over and gently grabbing his and Rico's shoulders.

"AHHHHHH!" Kowalski slipped out of the man's grip, unlocked the door, and ran into the hallway, trampling Skipper and Private in the process.

Rico twisted free and chucked his juice box at the guy's face. Angel stumbled back and wiped the juice off with his free hand, grumbling angrily. Rico slipped out of the room and followed Kowalski. Skipper and Private got up and rushed back to the room they had just been in. They hid under a table with a sheet draped over it and tried to stay quiet.

The light from the hallway came into the room as the door opened fully, and the deranged killer entered. As they stayed put under the tablecloth, one thought came to Skipper's mind: If they made one wrong move, this Halloween could very well be their last.

Yikes! :O Will the deranged hunchback find Skipper and Private? Where did Kowalski and Rico run off to?