Author's note: Mathew (one T this time! Okay?) got stumped halfway through again, but I don't mind finishing his chapters. Well, here it is.
Chapter 4: A Scary Mission
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2:32 p.m. - Horror Haven - Cleveland, OH
The spies, Mathew and I approached the steps of the haunted house. The girls were wearing their jumpsuits, Mathew was wearing an orange KTM motocross shirt with the number 100 and the last name "Hansen" on the back, and black pants. I wore my jumpsuit as well (for those of you who don't remember "Training", it was silver).
"So, this is the haunted house," Mathew said.
"You know what that means?" I said.
"What's that, Leo?" Sam asked.
"Dust, ghouls/ghosts, etc." I responded.
"And I'm allergic to dust," Mathew pointed out.
"You guys go on ahead. I'm gonna stay out here, and I'll just sit here and enjoy the flowers," Clover said laughing nervously.
"Cloverrrrr," Mathew and I said as we hit our foreheads.
"This is not the time to be backing out, Clover," Alex snapped.
"Okay okay okay, I'm comin'," Clover complained.
"Rematch after the mission, pal?" Mathew whispered to my ear.
"You're on!" I whispered back to him.
"Plus we use the same stakes; the 15 bucks and the date with Brittney."
We pointed fingers at each other as friendly gestures (really). For some reason, it didn't make me as nervous this time. I guess that's because I had other things to be nervous about.
"Can we get this mission going on right now, guys?" Sam said, feeling impatient.
"Alrighty, Sammy," Mathew said.
We finished up what we were talking about and entered the haunted house to find out where the people whom had entered it didn't come out.
(Again, the rest of this chapter is my material.)
Alex was beginning to shiver. "It's creepy in here," she said.
"Duh," Sam shot back.
"That's the whole point of a haunted house."
Alex fell silent. "Right. I keep forgetting."
At that moment, an ethereal figure appeared in front of us. "Turn back now," it urged.
Alex decided this was a good idea, but Sam grabbed her. "This is no time to flee, you sissy," she reminded her.
I turned to the figure. "Who are you?"
"I am the ghost of William Evans," it explained.
"And I'm here to warn all visitors to keep them from sharing my fate."
Mathew stepped up. "Uh, just what WAS your fate anyway?"
The ghost did not hesitate to answer. "My body was lost to the tricks and traps of Horror Haven, and this is what happened to me. Now I'm doomed to haunt this place until I'm liberated."
Sam did not believe in ghosts, and she challenged its existence. "How can we be so sure you're really a ghost?"
"Have you tried your heat-sensor 6000 sunglasses?" Mathew suggested. He was already using them; there was a signature of some lack of heat right where the ghost was.
Clover was just looking up the William Evans name with her X-powder. "I guess that's a true story. Look here; his name is on the list of people who vanished in Horror Haven."
Alex attempted to make another quick getaway, but I stopped her. "Now, now, Alex. Cowardice won't get this mission completed."
We continued past the ghost. "Don't worry," I assured him.
"We can handle Horror Haven. We'll liberate you from this ghastly place."
Yeah, wait for the next chapter, blah blah blah.