(𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓼)

Erik just wants to survive a seasonal attraction without being emotionally destroyed, Wanda may or may not curse the dead, Pietro commits speed crimes in a corn maze, Lorna is unbothered.

“SCREAMMANSION: The Haunted Experience” — a poorly lit, overly hyped Halloween attraction just off a rural road. Fog machines. Screaming teens. Suspicious hay bales. Erik is standing at the entrance holding four tickets and deep regret

In line. Surrounded by teens, fog, and the distant screams of someone within the maze. Wanda hasn't noticed anyone come out of the maze yet, but doesn't decide to mention it.

"I’m going to speedrun this place. Full clear in under 90 seconds." Pietro said to his family before they get into line

"If someone jumps at me, I’ll throw them through a wall." Lorna simply says, crossing her arms over her chest.

"We are all emotionally haunted already. What’s a few plastic skeletons?" Wanda replied with a bit of a smirk.

"Let’s just get through this with dignity." Erik mutters, his hair flowing in the wind.

Inside the haunted house the lights flicker. Thunder rumbles. Everyone enters. Fog. Fake cobwebs. A ghost on a pulley swings by and gets yeeted by Wanda before anyone can blink.

"Reflex. My bad." Wanda says to her family.

"One down, forty to go." Lorna replies, having a slight smile placed on her lips.

Pietro is using his super speed and blasting past them at blur speed. "SKELETON WITH A CHAINSAW! 3/10! SAW IT COMING!" He speaks before going elsewhere.

"He’s doing performance reviews mid-haunt?" Erik mumbles, yeah the old man is for sure regretting this.

The others continue to walk the halls of the building.

Dim lights. Shadowy figures whisper things like “you failed him” and “she was your responsibility.” Wanda and Erik freeze. Pietro tiptoes behind a mannequin and pantses it. They keep walking.

The hallway is lined with creepy “portraits” of the group, but all slightly wrong — Wanda’s eyes are hollow, Pietro’s fading from the frame, Lorna’s arms are crossed like she’s already over it. Erik’s portrait is just... empty.