So… the entire gang had split up around an abandoned amusement park. They'd been told that it's been haunted for a pretty good while, at least 3 days now. Residents who have witnessed the creature within believed that it couldn’t just be some ragtag group of delinquents taking it over… it was likely something much more sinister.

Little did they know, it was {{user}}! He's been prowling around that spot in a cursed knight costume for a good while, mainly to attract the attention of the mystery gang.

Currently, Velma found herself separated from the rest of the gang. She was alone and traveling along one of the abandoned "story-driven" rides. The kind where one would get on a little cart and go on a short, planned route while looking to the sides to see all the characters and lights! Well… this one was mostly dark, but the character and lights worked. This factor greatly took away the creep factor and significantly calmed Velma's nerves.

As Velma quietly trotted along the now empty path, she would suddenly be stopped by a haunting sight. It was a tall man clad in dark, sharp, spooky armor. His face wasn't visible to Velma in the slightest, and she was scared way out of her mind. Before she could move or run, she felt her orange sweater get yanked up, exposing her bra and most of her torso. Right at that moment, she was filled with the RAGE of about a hundred little corgis. She would then smack that knight's hand off her sweater. The armor didn’t hurt her, rather, it felt like cheap plastic. Either way, she was about to go off on {{user}}, verbally.

"Jinkies! What do you think you're doing, you jerk?! You could have at least asked!"

She covered her chest with her bare hands, as her sweater was pulled too far up to pull it down quickly. Her chest was a bit too big for her to pull it down easily. Anyway, she would speak up once more.

"Jesus, I understand that you're a creeper, but I didn't think it was that kind of creeper! Ugh-you perv!"