Author's note:

When I wrote these, I tried to follow the general rule of having these chapters each be one week (the six days leading up to Daphne's show on Saturday morning) but as you'll see in a moment I will occasionally break that rule if it fits better with the plot that I don't follow the rule. However, as the chapters went on, I decided it worked better without having to be constrained to this rule. I believe the fourth chapter is the last one where I followed this 'rule.'

As a side note, this chapter was written beginning in August 2014 and was finished on February 28, 2015 (due to a lot of real-life busyness which prevented me from writing).

Velma and Fred appear in this chapter, however, Shaggy and Scooby are not in this particular one. Hope you enjoy chapter 2!


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She skimmed through most of them, but half of them led her to webpages that sounded like they were written by an 8-year-old boy. She sighed loudly, thinking of the thought that she only had a week to find a haunted attraction, visit it, prove there were ghosts, edit the footage, and make it interesting to her viewers. She had to etch the thought out of her mind, because just thinking about it made her exhausted.

Her show normally aired on Saturday mornings, and today was Saturday, October 5, but luckily, a repeat of the Season 1 finale was scheduled for today. Her first episode of the season had been a total bust; it was just a clip show of scenes from her first season. If Daphne's boss didn't have the footage for Season 2, Episode 2 in his hands by Friday night, he said he would schedule in another show in her timeslot, making her show officially cancelled.

The days went by fast, as usual, and Daphne moped around the house all weekend, hoping something would come to her. But it didn't.

Daphne could hear a loud ringing sound again. It was Monday; the day Daphne hated the most. Especially this Monday, because this Monday was the day she had to tell her boss "No, I didn't find any material for the show this weekend."

Daphne drove to work, and everything just seemed bland and the same. No excitement, no ideas, no difference from any other day. She reached the gate at the TV station, and looked to the side of the gate.

Now that's different, Daphne thought as she saw a new security worker operating the gate.

Daphne tried to be her normal chipper self, but she couldn't muster up the energy to be friendly.

She sort of moaned "Hello" to the new security guard.

"I heard your show might get canceled." The security guard whispered.

"How did you know that?" Daphne asked, confused about how he would have gotten that information.

"I know a lot of things. Now, I think I may have a haunted attraction for this week's show, Daphne."

"Do I know you?"

"No, but I've done my research on you."

Who the heck is this creep? Daphne mentally questioned.

"Go to Terror Hill in Parlonville, you'll see the house."

"Which house?" Daphne asked.

"You'll know, it's the only one on the block. I hope this helps you Daphne A. Blake."

It was bad enough he knew her first name, but how the heck did he know her middle initial and last name?

"Just let me through!" Daphne asserted, although she didn't feel assertive at all.

"OK, I hope I helped you Ms. Blake."

As he opened the gate, Daphne nearly ripped off part of the gate because she was so frightened of how this random dude knew her middle initial and last name. Sure, he could have been a viewer of her show, and knew her last name by watching, but she never revealed her middle name on the show, or anywhere for that matter.

This guy must have really done his research on me, Daphne thought.


Daphne had planned just a night of relaxing in the comfort of her home. Maybe watching a few movies, eating some popcorn and some well deserved R & R. It was only 5 o'clock at the time, so she figured she could eat a nice relaxing dinner at home, without anyone to bother her. Suddenly, her phone began to ring obnoxiously just as she was getting a glass of water. Daphne let out a big sigh, went to pick it up. "Any good footage yet Daph?" Fred asked hopefully within a second of Daphne picking up. "No Fred, no footage yet!" Daphne yelled, as she angrily hung up the phone and tossed it on the ground. Daphne sat down on her couch in a huff, mad that Fred was expecting that she already had footage. She was just about to look for a movie to watch when someone began knocking on her door. What now? She silently asked herself.

She opened the door to find Velma smiling.

Velma asked "Hi Daph, any good footage of monsters yet?"

"No, but I think if anyone else asks me I can just start filming myself, because I'll turn into a monster pretty soon."

"Sorry Daph, I didn't know!" Velma defended.

"It's not your fault Velms, I'm just having a tough night."

"Why's your phone on the floor?" Velma asked.

"That's its new home, it lives there now." Daphne said sarcastically. She picked it up and set it on the table.

Daphne realized how uninviting she had been to Velma, "Sorry, come on in."

"You want to talk?" Velma kindly asked.

"Sure, well, let's start from the top."

Daphne began telling Velma all about the "drunken" ghost that Fred and her had found, and then she told Velma about her boss, and that she had less than a week to get the footage for her boss or she could risk losing her job.

"That sounds awful!" Velma sympathized.

"And then there was this weird dude…" Daphne started telling Velma about the odd new security guard and the place he had told her to go.

"Daphne, that's perfect! You should go there!"

"Excuse me?" Daphne asked confusedly, "You want me to go to a random guy's house? For all I know he could be a pervert trying to have sex with me!"

"No, Terror Hill is where Skull Mansion is, that place is rumored to be haunted! Look!"

Daphne hadn't noticed that Velma had brought a computer with her, but as quickly as she looked over Velma's computer screen showed a website highlighting Terror Hill.

"OK, but I'm not going alone." Daphne said uneasily.

"Of course not, I'll go too! It'll be just you and me, a girls' trip!"

Daphne admired Velma's chipperness, but she really wasn't in the mood for it. She just wanted to feel sorry for herself in peace.

"Yeah! And while we're there we can gossip about boys, tell secrets, and slap each other silly with pillows!" Daphne said sarcastically.

"I said a girls' trip, not a teenage slumber party. If you don't want to go, no one's forcing you." Velma reassured.

"OK, I guess it could be fun." Daphne lightened up a little bit. "But I get the first shot at you with the pillow."

Velma smiled, and Daphne began packing.


Daphne had nearly slept the whole trip, being grumpy really knocked her out. She usually wasn't in such a bad mood as she had been in for the past two weeks, and the state of not being in a fun, bubbly mood tired her out.

Daphne gave out a small yawn, and looked around to try to wake herself up.

Daphne stretched her arms and yawned again.

"Where are we?" she asked.

"Almost there, only a mile away." Velma told her.

"Oh good!" Daphne began to cheer up and pulled her camera out. "Better get this ready for action in a moment. Well, I guess this is a good of time as any to do my intro."

She took a drink of water and pressed the record button.

"We're here at…"

She stopped and started coughing a bit.

She laughed a little bit. Still coughing, she hoarsely said, "Note to self: never talk with water in your mouth."

"Take 2!" She pressed the button again.

"We're right here at Herror Till and…"

She began laughing at her mistake again.

"Take 3!"

"We're now at…"

This time, nothing even happened and Daphne just burst out giggling. She started taking deep breaths. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Take…"

Daphne didn't even hit the record button this time and she started laughing uncontrollably again.

"On a sugar high Daph?" Velma questioned.

"Yeah, I think the Blizzard we picked up at Dairy Queen got me a little loopy." She said, as she took some deep breaths.

"I just have to calm down a little bit."

After a few seconds she decided to try again.

"My friend Velma's along for the ride this time as we go to Terror…."

The camera slipped out of her hands, only making Daphne burst out laughing again.

"Daphne, are you OK?" Velma asked her.

"Yeah, I'm OK, I'm OK!" Daphne said, as she was nearly on the floor with laughter.

"Note to self: never give Daphne sugar!" Velma rolled her eyes at Daphne's goofy antics.

They finally arrived at Terror Hill Road.

"Where's the house?" Velma asked. "It's not on this road at all."

"Wait, did you try going up the hill?" Daphne chimed in.

"No...I didn't even notice that…" Velma began driving up the hill.

"Man, this place is spooky at night!" Daphne commented.

"There's the house right up there…"

Both of the girls shivered. The garage on the house was perfectly shaped like a skull.

They parked in the driveway, and turned off the car.

"Well, I guess we should get out." Daphne said.

"Yep, we should." Velma nervously said.

Both of them knew they were stalling for time, but the house looked so spooky that neither of them truly wanted to go in.

They slowly opened their car doors and got out. They began walking up to the door in the chilling night winds.

"V-v-v-velma…..The door's open."

The house was completely dark, it appeared no one was there.

Velma and Daphne quick ran in, and shut the door.


Both girls were terrified of what was to come in the night.

Daphne walked around the house. It was huge, in fact it had over 60 rooms.

"Velma, dinner's made!" Daphne called from the dining room.

"You made it that fast?" Velma asked befuddledly.

"No, but someone else did." Daphne shivered."Well, there's no time better than now to film."

"I'm Daphne Blake, and we are here at Terror Hill, a supposedly haunted house. It appears we were expected, as dinner has already been made for us." She tasted it. "And it's warm too….which means someone was in this house less than 15 minutes ago….and maybe still is." Daphne turned off her camera.

"Alphabet soup? What kind of dinner is this?" Velma asked. She swirled at the soup a bit with her spoon. "Let's see if it spells anything."

The soup began coming to a stop. A "b" and an "e" began surfacing at the top of the soup. 4 more letters quickly came up.

The letters stopped, and spelled "B-E-W-A-R-E."

Velma shivered a bit. "Is the soup haunted?"

"Probably just a coincidence." Daphne shook off the fear that surrounded her mind.

Daphne stirred at hers a little bit too. The soup came to a stop.

"Nope, it's not." Daphne said.

"What makes you say that?" Velma asked.

"Because mine says the same thing…." Daphne shuttered.

The girls were so scared that they didn't notice that the person had left bread for them too.

Velma picked at her soup a little more, but Daphne didn't eat.

"Aren't you hungry?" Velma asked.

"Starving. But there's something not right about that soup."

Suddenly, the ceiling opened up and a knife fell down.

"Look out!" Daphne yelled, and Velma jumped out of the way.

"Wow! That was close. I wonder if it was an accident." Velma was still a bit shell-shocked from her near-death experience.

"Nope." Daphne said.

"What makes you so sure?" Velma shuttered, afraid to get an answer.

Daphne pointed under Velma's chair. There was a huge red X right where Velma was sitting.

As Velma gasped for air, Daphne sat down again and turned on her camera.

All of a sudden, Daphne's soup began swirling again.

"Daphne, don't spin your soup. Who knows what it might say this time?"

"But, I didn't touch it."

The soup came to a stop, and said "watch your back."

"I'm getting out of here!" Velma yelled.

She ran to the front door, but it was locked tight.

"We're trapped!" she gasped.

"That's OK," Daphne said, "I need some more footage anyways. Haunted soup is all well and good, but I need an actual ghost on camera."

"What are we going to do tonight?" Velma panicked.

"Well, I'll tell you one thing, we're not going anywhere near that soup again." Daphne said, "Let's play some cards."

"Cards? How can you play cards at a time like this?" Velma demanded.

"Who's the pessimistic one now?" Daphne smiled, "Anyways, cards is a good way to stay awake, and I don't know about you, but there's no way I'm going to bed now."

"Yeah, I guess." Velma gave in.

Daphne began shuffling the cards, and dealt them out to Velma.

"D-d-daphne?" Velma shivered.

"Yeah?"

"Did you bring that knife in here?"

"No. Why?"

"Because it's right on the table."

Daphne screamed. Suddenly, they began to hear a clanging sound.

"What's that?" Velma became alert.

A suit of armor began walking towards them, and Daphne immediately hit record. The armor picked up the knife, and began chasing Daphne and Velma with it.

"Jeepers!" Daphne yelled, and began running with her camera pointed behind her to get footage of the knight.

They ran towards a door, and Daphne attempted to open it.

"It's locked!" she said.

The knight was running towards them and the door.

"1, 2, 3, JUMP!"

They quickly jumped to the side, as the knight crashed into the door.

"Let's see if it's a human….." Velma shivered, as she lifted up the mask.

"It's probably that creepy security guard." Daphne guessed.

"It's...no one." Velma said, confused.

The knight was suddenly inanimate, and the house was completely silent.

Daphne and Velma waited up for another two hours, but all was silent and no more paranormal activity occurred.

Daphne could barely lift her eyelids anymore, and Velma was nearly asleep.

"Well, I guess we better go to bed." Daphne yawned.


Daphne quickly undressed for the night while Velma brushed her teeth.

While Velma brushed her teeth, Daphne swore she heard a ghostly laugh coming from another room. She shivered, as Velma came back in and asked her what was wrong.

"Nothing." Daphne didn't want to say anything more to worry Velma.

Daphne slept through most of the night, while Velma tossed and turned all night, out of fear that she wouldn't survive the night.

Daphne squinted her eyes to see a ghoulish figure in the corner of her eye. She jumped up and began running.

"Velma!" she yelled to wake her up.

Daphne didn't look back, but could hear Velma following her so she felt a little relief.

Daphne looked behind her to see that no one was following her.

Luckily, Daphne grabbed her camera and was filming the chase.

"Now...WHAT WAS THAT?" Daphne screamed.

"That must of been..." Velma started to talk, but then froze as a ghostly giggling interrupted her.

The figure appeared at the door. Daphne reached out to touch it, to see if it was real. Her hand went right through it, but yet it was able to grab her sleeve. Daphne was so scared, she ripped her shirt sleeve as she ran down the stairs.

Daphne and Velma both looked for a quick place to hide, but found nothing as the grotesque phantom approached.

Suddenly, the grandfather clock struck 6, and the sun began creeping in the shutters. The phantom's shadowy essence began to disappear, but as it disappeared, it pointed angrily at both girls. The phantom lunged at Velma and Daphne, and just as it was about to reach them, it disappeared into the morning sun rays.

The girls were so scared, they didn't think twice about leaving now that the ghost was gone and the door was unlocked.


Daphne strutted into work that morning, proud that her troubles of finding footage were finally over. She happily gave the footage to her boss, and submitted it to the editing department.

Her boss gave the footage a quick run through. "1 minute too short." He frowned, as if to show disapproval. Daphne quick ran through her camera, and found the footage of her getting loopy still on the camera. "Add a bloopers scene at the end." Daphne decided out loud.

As she returned home, she gave the footage a quick run through of the footage she had. She shivered again at the soup scene, thinking about just how fast the events of the night went. She noticed something different though, during the card scene, there was that phantom, who was standing right behind her. Apparently the scene only showed up on camera somehow. Daphne felt uneasy knowing that a ghost was behind her and she didn't even know it.

Meanwhile, at the window, the apparition from Terror Hill was watching Daphne watch the footage, and faded away into the night.


Author's note:

So I mentioned at the beginning of last chapter that there would be some references that I would explain at the end of each chapter.

- The title is of this chapter and "The House on Terror Hill" title I gave to this chapter is a reference to "The House on Haunted Hill," a classic horror movie from 1959.

- The alphabet soup part is a reference to another Hanna-Barbera show, "The Flintstones." This particular episode entitled "A Haunted House Is Not A Home" is a reference to "The House on Haunted Hill" movie, included Fred and Barney in a haunted house, where they had to spend the night to receive Fred's Uncle Giggles' inheritance. In the episode, Fred stirs his alphabet soup, and it also spells "BEWARE" just as it did in this chapter. If you haven't seen particular episode, I highly recommend watching it as it is one of my favorite episodes of the Flintstones series, and it has quite a few similarities to the mystery aspect in Scooby.

Anyways, on to chapter 3!