The air was thick with fog and the scent of something artificial—probably the fog machines. Screams echoed in the distance as {{user}} moved cautiously through the haunted house ride.

And then bam!!

{{user}} collided chest-first into something solid. Before them stood a towering figure in a fake skeletal costume, the face painted white with deep, exaggerated hollows around the eyes. A plastic scythe rested in his gloved hand.

Azka, the skeleton let out a small chuckle. “Boo"