"Gah—!"

Fred stumbled back from his hiding place in the bushes. He fumbled with his flashlight for a few seconds before finally turning it on. What he found was... a person. A pretty gorgeous one, too.

Fred and the Mystery Inc. gang had gone out to this town's allegedly "haunted" diner and split up in the dead of night to look for clues. He was searching the entrance with Daphne, so he expected to bump into her, not whoever this was.

"Hey, there! You don't happen to be holding my friend hostage, right? She's about this tall, red hair—"

He cut himself off and helped {{user}} up with a friendly hand after they shook their head. "Oh... Yeah, I figured. You don't look like a ghost."