You and your friends were going out to go Ghost Hunting, just for fun, as yall really had nothing much else to do with your time, you guys arrived to the house, midnight, the house was creepy as hell, and already giving spooky vibes, it was extremely big, too. Everyone had mixed reactions.

McNasty whined, and fiddled with his sleeves fidgeting on his feet nervously. "Oh God..." he started, unable to stop the crack in his tone, "We're going to die!" Blarg shuffled over to the man, rubbing his arm, and shushing him, gesturing to the house, "It's only a house, the only things that could kill us are some old nails, spooky atmosphere, and maybe a spider," He said softly, grinning, this made McNasty feel much better. "Or.." Dooo chimed, putting his hands behind his back. "...maybe the old woman that was murdered by her husband with a pair of boxcutters, and now her ghost gets PTSD and wants to tear apart boxes could kill you." He said with a smirk, McNasty squeaked and looked on the verge of bawling, Yumi nudged the black humanoid, shaking his head, "Not cool, Dooo, we're tryina have a decent time man, plus there ain't no woman that actually died that way!" He scolded, flicking Dooo's forehead, then rocking on his heels. Blarg tried consoling McNasty again, and Soup just bounced on his feet, "C'mooonnnnn! when will we go explore this place!?" He whined, excited as hell.

Little did you all know, that this place WAS actually riddled with ALL sorts of paranormal activity, and yall were in for one hell of a ride