The blaring sound of a rooster crowing jolted Andi awake, her eyes flying open as she turned away from the wall in confusion. The soft glow of morning sunshine flowed through the two square windows at the front of the room, lighting up the sleeping faces of the remaining four friends.

"Who's cock is that?" Jake groaned, reaching blindly for his pillow before slamming it over his ears to block out the noise.

"Rise and shine fuckers," Sam smiled, rolling over to turn off his obnoxiously loud alarm. The blonde boy sat up on his cot and took a long stretch before looking around at the others in amusement.

"Sam," Andi huffed, rubbing her eyes as she dragged a hand down her face dramatically. "Are you seriously waking me up at what I presume is the ass-crack of dawn after I've had the longest twenty-four hours of my life?"

"That's exactly what I'm doing," Sam laughed, wiggling out of his sleeping bag. The boy stood up and walked over to where the cameras were sitting lifeless as they charged with the wireless battery packs. "Plus, it's 9:40, so not the ass-crack of dawn, and we have to get going so we can film."

"Smartass," Andi sighed, crossing her arms over her eyes to block out the sunlight shining directly onto her face.

"Brother," Corey groaned from his cot next to Andi. "We got enough scary shit last night, can we not at least sleep for another hour?"

"Didn't you know dude," Jake huffed, rolling off of the air mattress with a thud as he hit the floor. "Unless he's literally fucking floating it's not enough for ole Sammy boy."

Andi smiled and nodded her head in agreement. Sam had literally said not even a few days ago that he wanted to be thrown by a ghost just to get some hardcore proof for the viewers. The kid was crazy when it came to how far he was willing to go to make others believe. Andi admired him for it, of course, but she wouldn't deny that he was a little bit of a lunatic when it came to the subject.

"Yeah yeah make fun of me all you want," Sam laughed, digging around in his backpack. "But you can't deny the fact that all four of you would get the biggest paycheck you've ever seen if I did float."

"Plus," Sam added, pulling a plastic bag out of his backpack. "I've got protein bars to hold us over until we go to the store. First come, first serve."

Andi opened her eyes to look at the blonde boy, and sure enough, he held up five Clif bars with a knowing smirk. She had had an addiction to the snacks when they were teens, and he knew she had a strict rule of eating breakfast every day so that she didn't feel like shit later.

"Food?" Jake asked, suddenly snapped out of his sleepy state as the boy jumped out of his sleeping bag on the floor and stood up to stretch.

"Jake!" Andi said, quickly covering her eyes as the boy moved past her and walked over to Sam. "Must you always sleep in your underwear like a whore?"

"I've got to let the boys air out," Jake shrugged, grabbing a protein bar from Sam before walking to the door. "Plus, I've gotta wear pants at the apartment, I'm not wearing them here."

Andi rolled her eyes as Jake let the locker room door shut swiftly behind him. The rest of the group was lucky. They were guys, they could just pee on a tree and be fine. Unless she wanted to squat outside and risk one of them walking up on her, she had to go back to that creepy ass bathroom.

"How Tara deals with him, I'll never understand," She sighed, wiggling out of her blankets before standing up with a groan. She twisted around and smiled at the series of cracks that echoed around the room as some of the pressure in her spine alleviated.

"You know that's hella bad for you, right?" Corey yawned, sitting up on his cot.

"You know what else is bad for you?" She said nonchalantly, moving to take her breakfast from Sam with a smile. "Starting shit with me this early in the morning."

"Hey," Sam spoke up, running around like a chicken with his head cut off as he checked over the equipment. "Will one of you wake Colby up?"

Andi looked over at Corey with a smirk. Usually, it was her job to wake the deep-sleeping boy up each morning, but all three of them knew that she was still pissed about last night, and they knew one of them would have to take over for her until things were good again. They also knew that it was nearly impossible to wake the boy up.

"I've got it," Corey nodded, skipping over to the air mattress where Colby lay snoring, oblivious to the conversation going on around him. He leaned down next to Colby's ear with a smirk. "Colebear, wakey wakey!"

"Mmm," Colby groaned, moving so that his head pressed further into his arm.

"Boo boo bear," Corey smiled, patting the boy's head. "Rise and shine!"

"What?" The blue-haired boy squinted his eyes.

"The Easter Bunny came, honey," He cooed, shaking Colby's bare shoulder. "He said that you have to file your taxes before you can get your chocolate egg."

"What the hell?" Colby groaned, his voice low and raspy. He lifted his head to look around with a glare, and Andi had to remind herself that she was mad at him. She had to make herself turn to her duffle bag instead of taking in his sleepy features that shone in the morning light like an angel's glow. "What's going on?"

"The feds are outside, brother," Jake said, walking back into the room. "They said they're here to take your left ball for science."

"I hate all of you," Colby huffed, rolling back over onto his stomach.

Andi let out a small laugh and collected her clothes and makeup bag from her duffle. She tapped Sam on the shoulder to let him know she was going to go get ready and then moved to the door. She smiled and rolled her eyes as Jake and Corey took turns lightly kicking Colby in the sides as they jumped up and down on the air mattress. Sometimes she really thought they were kids just wearing adult suits.

The blonde girl moved over to the office room she had changed in the night before and locked the door behind her before stripping off her dusty pajama pants and tear-soaked sweater. Sam had checked the weather yesterday morning and told her that it was supposed to get in the high 80s today, so she changed into a pair of longer jorts that she had hand embroidered stars into and a cropped black tank top that donned the words 'Fleetwood Mac' across the chest. She took a moment to slip her silver rings back onto her fingers and redo the clasps of her necklaces before throwing her hair up into a messy half-up half-down style that let her front pieces and wispy bangs tickle her face.

She looked over her outfit a few times to make sure it looked decent enough to film in and then did a light makeup look to hide her eye bags and sat down to put her socks on. She had just finished lacing her first shoe when a series of yells came from the locker room, making her jump at the unexpected ruckus.

The girl quickly grabbed her things before running back to the room where her friends were yelling, hopping on her one shoeed foot with the other clutched tightly in her hand.

"What the fuck is going on?!" She shouted, pushing through the door and hoping desperately that the boys were all dressed. "Someone better be dying after those screams."

"Andi," Sam turned to her with a shocked expression. "Come here, man, you gotta see this."

Andi sat her clothes and makeup bag down by her luggage and made her way over to the four others who were staring at a spot on the ground in the other corner of the room.

"What's up?" She asked, and Sam and Corey moved over so that she could look at what they were freaking out over.

As the owners had said, this place had been abandoned, untouched by anyone but them, for years, so Andi's eyes widened when her eyes met the sight in front of her.

In the thick layer of dust that had settled over this area of the room it appeared as though someone had taken their finger and written the words 'come find me' in an older-style cursive writing. Next to the words, a medium-sized hand print had been pressed into the surface neatly. Andi could tell that it was a woman's by the smaller palm size and more slender fingers.

"Brother," Corey said, his hands knotted in his hair. "Tell me that's your fucking hand right now!"

"Can't be," Colby shook his head, his voice quiet but raspy as he ran a hand over the tattoo on his chest. It looked like he had been caught midway through changing because he was shirtless and missing a sock on his right foot. "Her hands are smaller than that."

Andi took a deep breath in and fought the urge to look over at him fondly. He was in deep shit right now, and she was not letting him out just because he wanted to act like his normal self again.

"Plus," Andi said, leaning down to look at the writing. "I can't write in cursive, I was never taught."

"That's it, I'm out," Corey shook his head, moving towards the door. "I'm done with these creepy ass ghosts."

"Woah there, bucko," Andi said, grabbing the back of the boy's shirt to stop him. "Let's take a second before we start getting our panties in a bunch."

"Yeah, get your thong out of your ass, brother," Jake nodded, taking a bite of his Clif bar.

"Okay but, like, debunking this, do we think this is real?" Sam asked, fixing his hair as he held up the smaller vlogging camera that had appeared out of nowhere. This kid literally pulls cameras out of his ass.

"Dude, where the fuck did you get a Clif bar?" Colby asked Jake, momentarily distracted by the food.

"From up your ass," Jake shrugged, ignoring Colby's glare as the boy tried to snag a bite of the protein bar.

Andi rolled her eyes and sighed at the two's childish behaviors. Usually, she'd be right there playing along, but Colby's words echoed in her head.

"too childish and too impulsive..."

Right now they had something that could either be hardcore evidence or a complete setup and instead of working on figuring it out, Colby was doing the one thing he had yelled at her for.

"Well, the park owners did know that we were going to sleep here," She pointed out, turning to look at Sam with the camera. "It's very possible that they could have written it."

"Oh yeah, that's right," Sam nodded, scratching his head in thought. "That is a woman's handprint so it could have been his wife. And usually the generations above us know how to write in cursive, so that would line up."

"Yeah, yeah," Corey said, looking around the room for any other signs. "It probably was them, brother. I mean, they know that we're investigating, they probably just did it to fuck with us."

Andi nodded and looked around the corner of the room for anything that would prove their theory wrong. She looked up at the window a few feet to the right of the scene, feeling a strange urge tugging at her brain telling her to look towards the opening. The early morning sunlight flooded through, lighting up the dust particles floating around the room, and her eyes landed on a singular tarnished silver key lying on the ledge. She squinted her eyes and moved silently over to the window as Corey and Sam talked about the situation at hand.

The blonde girl picked up the small key, holding it in her palm as she absentmindedly ran a finger over it. It appeared to be a normal everyday key, sort of like one that you would use in your front door or in a padlock for a shed. That wouldn't seem weird to her, seeing as they were in a locker room that had been in use while the park was still open, however, she did find it extremely odd that when she ran her fingers over the smooth metal, no dust transferred to her skin. Everything else in this corner of the room was covered in the grime from years of vacancy, so if this key was in fact for one of the locks it should also be just as caked in the particles.

Another theory popped into her head, and the girl looked up at the older window. This one, unlike the bathroom, had a small lock in between the two panes. She knew that some older buildings would use actual keys to lock windows, and she stood on her tiptoes to check.

No keyhole.

She let out a little huff and looked around. Maybe she was just overthinking this. Maybe the owners had simply set it down when they were here and forgot to pick it up. Who knows? Sam had the master key anyway, so there was really no need to look this far into the strange little object.

"Andi," Jake said, snapping his fingers at the girl. "Are you possessed again, brother?"

"She's not possessed, leave her alone," Sam laughed, nudging the blonde girl on the shoulder. "You listening?"

"Shit sorry, what's going on?" Andi asked sheepishly, setting the key back on the windowsill behind her.

"You're fine," Sam reassured, his eyes raking over her face as he took in the eyebags she had attempted to hide behind her makeup and the faraway thinking look behind her eyes. "I was just saying that for some reason all of the equipment is mysteriously back up and running now so we can check if the footage from last night got deleted."

"Sounds good," Andi nodded, sitting down on her cot so that she could put her other shoe on. "I really hope it didn't get deleted because nobody is going to believe us if it did."

"I'm for real gonna fight that ghost if the footage got deleted," Corey said with a laugh. "I didn't shit my pants for nothing."

The four boys sat down on the air mattress and played back the footage for everybody to see. Thankfully it hadn't been deleted off of the memory card, and Andi believed it was because the camera had shut off so early that whatever was there didn't have the chance to delete it. The guys watched with wide eyes as they fast-forwarded through Andi and Corey messing around and started watching right before Corey spotted the figure.

Andi could hear her voice shouting for Corey as she presumably ran to the window, and the girl moved over to where her duffle bag was to pack away her things from the morning. She didn't really want to watch the video with them. She had been there, she didn't need to relive it. She knew it wouldn't look as scary on the recording as it truly was in real life, and she didn't need to see how stupidly she had dealt with the situation.

Impulsive.

Colby had been right about that. She was impulsive. The video would prove it.

Sam gave the girl a worried glance as he looked back at her sitting by her bag, lost in her thoughts as she absentmindedly packed away her nightclothes. She hadn't been herself all morning, and it was really starting to worry him. He didn't blame her though, Colby had said some pretty shitty things last night. He looked over at the blue-haired boy who watched the recording with a pained expression. Sam guessed that he was realizing how much of a dick he had been for saying those things.

Good, maybe he would actually apologize and make things right this time.

"Holy tits, brother," Jake said, looking back at Andi in awe. "That shit was awesome. Is your hand fucked up from that?"

Andi held up her hand and flexed it with a shrug. "No, the shirt cushioned it enough so I didn't really feel anything but the tiny pieces of glass that flew onto my arm. But even those didn't hurt since I had so much adrenaline at the time."

"I would have full-on shit my pants if that happened to me," Colby said, looking over at Andi hesitantly.

"Oh one hundred percent," Sam nodded, turning the camera off as he took the memory card out and put it away for safekeeping.

"Corey almost did," Jake snickered, pointing over at the boy. "He was crying and everything!"

"Oh I'd like to see you get that close to a ghost at literally midnight," Corey said, rolling his eyes at the boy.

"I would have fucked that ghost up," Jake jumped up and started punching the air. "Wah cha!"

"You can't touch ghosts, you idiot," Andi laughed, moving back over to the group. "They're air."

"What, so ghosts can touch me but I can't touch them?" Jake raised an eyebrow. "That's not a very fair relationship, dude."

"Well good thing you're not dating the ghost of Frank Spitts," She rolled her eyes playfully.

"Maybe I am, how would you know," Jake shrugged.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, we get freaky in the sheets every night you guys just never see."

"Okay," Sam interrupted with a laugh. "At this rate we're never getting anything done."

"So what do you guys want to do first?" Colby asked, throwing a black cut-off tank top over his bare chest.

"I say we go back to the bathrooms first, see if we can get anything on the EMF reader since we know there was for sure activity there," Sam said, grabbing his equipment backpack to take with him.

"And I can go pee," Andi cheered, grabbing her phone off of the gray tub.

"And I can have ghost sex!" Jake joked, cheering playfully.

---------------------------------------------------------------

"So where are we taking the thumbnail?" Corey asked, standing outside of the bathroom with the guys as Andi did her business.

"Well I figured we'd do three separate videos, one for each day, so we could do one of them at the Ferris wheel, one at the coaster, and one for the," Sam turned around to make sure that Andi was still in the bathroom. He looked back at the guys and lowered his voice. "Announcement."

"Oh we also have the XPLR sticker that we can put on the coaster when we go to take it," Colby said, pointing over at Sam's backpack that was sitting against the wall.

"Oh yeah!" Sam nodded with a smile. It had been a while since they had used one of the XPLR stickers, and this was the perfect place to do it. "We can take all three tomorrow so that we have more time for the announcement."

"Bro that's going to be one of the best ones we've taken," Corey smiled.

Andi popped her head out of the bathroom door and looked over at the guys.

"Alright I'm done," She said, grabbing her hand sanitizer out of Sam's backpack. The guys jumped when she spoke, and she gave them all a suspicious look. "What were you guys talking about?"

"Nothing," Sam said quickly.

"Spongebob," Jake spat out.

"Sex," Corey shrugged.

"Sam's mom," Colby stuttered.

"Really dude," Sam rolled his eyes, looking over at his best friend.

"Yeah, okay," Andi squinted, looking at Jake, Corey, and Sam with a pointed look. "I'll get the truth out of one of you."

"Okay guys," Sam said, taking his chance to change the subject as he hit record on the large filming camera in his hands. "We're taking today to just explore the park before we do the seance tonight, but we figured that we'd start back at the bathroom since it's day now and not as terrifying."

"Let's hope Corey doesn't shit himself again," Andi laughed, moving into the bathroom behind Sam as he filmed the inside of the room.

The five of them filed into the restroom and filmed, showing the window that Andi had broken and the corner where they had first seen the shadow figure.

"Hey," Colby said, standing over by the door that they had propped open. "Did any of you guys realize this is literally a fucking vortex?"

"Dude no fucking way," Corey said, moving over to Colby.

The blue-haired boy closed the restroom door and sure enough on the back of it was nailed an old grimy mirror that, when the door was closed, pointed directly at the larger mirror on the wall across from it.

"Now who's that sexy chunk of ass?" Jake asked as he moved to stand in between the two mirrors.

"Hey maybe it's one of those magic mirrors that show the opposite of the truth," Andi joked, picking her flashlight up off of the ground where she had dropped it the night before.

"Bullying is wrong, Andi," He huffed, throwing a stick off of the floor at her. "I'm telling my mommy on you."

"Oh wah wah wah," She mocked him.

"Sam!" Jake began fake crying. "She's being a butt face."

"Shh shh," Sam said, running a hand soothingly down Jake's face.

Sam put a finger over Jake's mouth and then jokingly leaned in to kiss him. Jake leaned forward, then pulled away when their lips got about an inch apart and the rest of the group burst out laughing.

"WOAH," Jake yelled, pushing Sam back.

"WOAH," Sam repeated, looking around at the others in shock. "Who did that guys?"

"You did, man," Jake said, wiping his face off. "I'm gonna get cooties now!"

"Nah man, I didn't do that," Sam said in mock shock. "The ghost must have possessed me!"

"And this, kids," Andi said, leaning closer to the camera. "This is why you don't smoke pot."

The camera cut and the next scene was of the five friends standing in a circle, Colby holding the EMF reader in the middle of them.

"If whatever was here last night is still here and would like to talk to us, you can come and touch this piece of equipment in Colby's hand," Sam said, looking around as the others waited in silence. They figured they had pretty great odds of getting in contact with a spirit in the restroom since one had shown up just hours before.

Nothing happened and the five of them looked around in confusion.

"Frank Spitts, me and Andi are here, we were here last night when you came," Corey started, looking over at Andi. "We'd like to get in contact with you and we'd appreciate it if you could make our device light up."

"Again, we mean no harm at all, we would just like to talk," Sam nodded.

The room went silent once again, but nothing happened. No noises and no spikes in energy from the EMF.

"Guys," Andi sighed, running a hand down her face disappointedly. "There's nothing here. I don't feel any energy other than us."

"That's so weird though," Sam shook his head with a sigh. "There was literally just a shit ton of stuff going on last night and now it's just a ghost town in here?"

"Hehe," Jake laughed, nudging Corey. "Ghost town."

"Maybe nothings here because Jake keeps making fun of the ghosts," Colby pointed out.

"Or maybe it's cause Colby is so negative," Corey shrugged, and Andi snorted out a small laugh that earned her a glare from the boy.

"Okay okay, you guys are not helping," Sam huffed. "If there is anything here that would like to contact us can you please give us a sign? This is your last chance."

"Give us a knock or an energy spike," Andi urged.

"Or you could flush a toilet," Jake suggested, and Andi elbowed him in the side.

The group waited a few more minutes before they gave up with sighs of disappointment. Whatever was there last night was long gone by now, and they decided it would be best to move on and try out other places in the park.

They all filed out of the bathroom behind Sam as he talked to the camera about some more of the history surrounding the deaths of the park, and the others let him do his thing as they followed silently behind. Eventually Jake and Corey veered off to the side to mess around, and Colby and Andi were left to silently lag behind Sam like two lost puppies, the tension between them so dense that even the ghosts could feel it.

"Listen, Andi," Colby said, rubbing his neck hesitantly.

"Not right now," Andi shook her head. "It doesn't have to be awkward between us, but save it for after the cameras off, Brock."

"I-" He said, looking at her with a sad look. "Okay. But we are talking later."

"Whatever you say," She shrugged, speeding up so that she walked side by side with Sam. She didn't want to be dry with him, in fact, it tore her heart apart, but his words wouldn't stop echoing around in her mind. It hurt to push him away, but it hurt even more when she remembered the look on his face last night. She needed a genuine apology and that meant leaving him alone with his thoughts so that he could really think, so that's what she was doing.

"Hey brother," Corey called out from up ahead where he and Jake were at one of the many game booths lined up beside them. "Want to play a game of darts?"

Andi laughed as Jake attempted to roll over the counter to get inside, but failed miserably and fell on the dirt ground of the booth. The red-haired boy quickly stood up and held his thumbs up.

"I'm okay!" He shouted, handing Corey two rusty darts that he had found on the floor.

"Oh goody," Andi joked, moving over to the side to watch.

"What does the winner get?" Colby asked, taking a dart from Corey.

"A little smooch on the lips," Jake giggled, before turning around and holding his hands up over the fading target like a showgirl.

"Oh you're not ready for this, brother," Corey said, rearing back with one eye closed to throw his dart. "I call bullseye!"

The dart landed two feet below the target and stuck into the wooden wall with a thud.

"Oh yeah, right on the bullseye, man," Andi laughed, shaking her head.

"Shut up, it was the wind," Corey defended with a laugh.

"That was a bigger disappointment than I am," Sam joked, turning the camera to face him.

"Oh yeah you're going down," Colby smirked, rearing back to throw his dart.

Jake ducked out of the way as the sharp object went soaring and hit just to the right of the bullseye.

"OH yeah, take that you fucking nerd!" Colby cheered, flipping Corey off playfully.

"It's rigged, it's rigged I tell ya," Corey shook his head, pressing his face against the camera lens as he said that.

"Get wrecked, brother," Andi yelled, jumping up to bump chests with Sam as they shouted like frat bros.

"Come here sweetheart," Jake said in a Southern accent as he leaned over the counter, his feet swinging behind him like a teen girl's.

Colby leaned in and they pretended to make out while laughing loudly.

"Woah," Sam said, covering the camera lens. "This is a family channel guys."

"No, it's not," Corey wheezed, his hands on his stomach.

Jake and Colby pulled away and Colby pretended to be in a daze as Jake laughed and turned around to pick his phone up off of the ground behind him. Corey took the chance to pick up an extra dart and throw it at Jake's rear.

"Ah!" The boy shouted, covering his butt. "Me booty!"

"Jackpot," Corey cheered, pumping his fist in the air.

"Dude what the actual hell," Jake laughed, still bent over as he picked something up off of the floor of the booth.

He turned around and held the object up and the others immediately fell into a fit of hysterics. He had somehow found a small green turtle stuffed animal, but instead of having a normal face, Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson's face was in its place, his signature smolder bringing tears to Andi's eyes as she gasped for breaths in between her laughter.

"What the hell kind of theme park is this," Corey wheezed, holding his stomach.

"Is that Dwayne the Cock Johnson?" Colby asked, doing a fuckboy face as Jake turned the stuffed animal to face him.

"Mr. Cock, I mean- Mr. Rock," Sam stuttered, looking at the stuffed animal. "You give me a rock cock."

"WOAH," Andi shouted in between laughs, now leaning up against the booth so that she didn't fall. "Guys I'm gonna piss myself, stop."

"Wait wait wait," Colby laughed, digging a black Sharpie out of Sam's backpack. "We've got to make him emo."

Colby and Jake huddled together to draw on the stuffed animal, and when they turned it around to showcase their masterpiece the other three friends laughed even harder. The two boys had drawn an emo-style hair, a swoop of black covering the right eye, and several tattoos and piercings on the toy's face.

Jake turned the stuffed animal towards Andi and began speaking in a low voice. "How you doin', I heard you like emo boys."

Andi fell to her knees, completely losing it as she erupted into a fit of giggles.

"Dude, you're gonna kill her," Sam wheezed, pointing the camera down at the blonde girl.

"Hey maybe she can get all buddy buddy with the ghosts then," Corey laughed with a shrug.

"Like I said," Jake cheered. "Ghost sex!"

The camera cut, and once the five friends recuperated they moved on to exploring more of the park that they hadn't gotten to see while taking the tour.

"So you all know that we're here to investigate the hauntings," Colby spoke, looking at the camera that Sam held. "But the real overall question that we're trying to figure out is why the hell is this place so haunted."

"Well twelve people did die here, brother," Corey laughed dryly. "It's gonna be hella haunted."

"Well yeah," Andi chimed in, also having been thinking the same thing as Sam and Colby. "But this shithole is deemed the most haunted theme park in the states. Most places that are this haunted are war sites or buildings built on burial grounds. This place is just... normal."

"Exactly," Sam nodded. "And yeah, twelve deaths is a lot, but we've been to places with a ton more that are way less haunted than here, so what makes this place so high on the charts?"

"And more importantly," Colby piggybacked off of their statements. "Why is the overall energy here so negative? I get the deaths were brutal and all, but something isn't adding up."

"Maybe a witch came and cursed the whole park," Jake shrugged nonchalantly.

The four others turned to him slowly with raised eyebrows.

"Jake, honey," Andi started, trying her hardest not to laugh. "Why the fuck would a witch curse it? It wasn't built in the 1690s."

"What happened in the 1690s?" He stared at her blankly.

"I-" She started, closing her mouth as she face-palmed.

"Don't even waste your breath," Sam whispered to her with a laugh.

"No, but for real what if," The red-haired boy continued. "Maybe they, like, took her chickens or something and she cursed their asses and that's why it's haunted."

"Yep, that's totally what happened dude," Colby agreed, side-eyeing Sam.

"She went full crystal girl on their asses," Corey nodded his head proudly.

"Anyways, back to what we were saying," Sam laughed, pulling the friends out of the rabbit hole they had just gone down. "We've done all of the research that we can and other than the twelve deaths we can't find out why it would be so haunted."

"So we decided we would ask around in town today and see if any of the older folks know any local legends," Colby started, his hands moving rapidly as he talked. "And then we also have a seance planned that we will do tonight when the clock hits 3:00."

"Where are we doing that anyway?" Corey asked, looking around at the rides and attractions around them. "Cause I'm not sleeping here if we do it in the locker room."

"Let's do it in the locker room," Andi smirked, earning a glare from the boy.

"I don't care if you're a girl," He huffed, playfully holding his hands up like a boxer. "I will fight your ass."

"I wouldn't do that," Colby chimed in with a knowing smile. "She did boxing in high school."

"What-" He gaped, looking over at the smirking girl. "Is there anything you didn't do?"

"Pass her driver's test the first three times," Sam chuckled.

"Shut up Samuel," Andi rolled her eyes. "It was rigged."

"Definitely was not," He laughed. "But anyways, I figured we'd go back to the origin of all the bad luck, and since we got absolutely jack shit from Frank Spitts, who was the very first death, I figured we'd do it at the coaster."

"Sounds good," Colby shrugged. "I saw a roofed area where the lines would have been when we took the tour, so that'll be perfect."

"Speaking of the tour," Andi chimed in, looking around in confusion. "We didn't come over here yesterday, did we?"

"I don't think so, I don't remember any of this shit," Colby shook his head.

"We're lost in the Kelp Forest, dudes," Jake laughed.

"Oh magic conch shell, what do we need to do to get out of the kelp forest," Corey called out, looking up at the sky.

"Nothing," Andi said in a robotic voice.

"The shell has spoken!" Jake shouted.

"Nothing?" Sam played along with a grin. "We can't just sit here and do nothing!"

"Are your guy's brains solely just Spongebob references," Colby laughed, walking ahead of all of them. He wasn't as big of a Spongebob fan as the four of them were.

"Brother," Jake said. "The voice in my head is literally Spongebob's."

"Mine is Bill Nye," Andi laughed.

"Bill Nye is my sleep paralysis demon," Sam shuddered.

"BILL BILL BILL BILL," Corey shouted.

"This is why we have no friends, guys," Colby said to the camera.

The five of them walked around in the foreign part of the park for a while before hitting a dead end at the very corner of the vast area. They came up to a larger building that was painted to look like a Wild West tavern and had to be at least three stories high. The sign above the entrance read "Rocco's fun house" and a painted raccoon with a bandit's mask was hung up next to the words.

"Anyone up for a little fun?" Colby asked with a smirk as he motioned up to the funhouse.

"Fun with Colby Brock," Corey giggled shyly. "I'm down."

"Hey," Jake said, his face lighting up. "I lost my virginity in one of these."

"Dude!" Sam cringed. "I finally just got that memory out of my head!"

"Never taking him to the fair ever again," Andi agreed, looking at Sam in pain as they recalled the high school memory.

"Come on brother, come into my house," Jake said, standing by the door as he beckoned them over.

"Hold on," Sam said, grabbing onto Colby's shirt as he moved to go inside. "Are we sure it's safe to go in there?"

"Sammy," Colby said with a raised eyebrow. "When have we ever done anything safe?"

"Yeah, you're right," Sam shrugged, turning to dig around in his bag. "But let's at least wear masks in case there's black mold."

The four boys huddled around Sam's bag as they prepared to go into the abandoned building. Andi looked up at the funhouse with narrowed eyes. She could feel a negative energy surrounding the place, and that worried her. Something was... off about it.

"Guys," Andi breathed out, scanning over the building as her stomach churned. "Something is definitely here."

——————————————————————-

Word count: 6128

Fun fact- the Kansas group all drank their first bears together. It was Andi and Jake's sophomore year and Sam and Colby's junior year and they camped in Andi's field and got embarrassingly drunk from one twelve pack.