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writetomyheart2015-10-17 06:44 am
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[Team Three] Haunted House
So I don't even know if I'm posting early or late. This whole week has been one Monday after another and I've got a magazine article I'm supposed to be writing. lol oops. But anyway, here's an excerpt from a halloween fic I hope to finish by the actual holiday. The basic premise is that 7 put together a haunted house and Best are the ones exploring it. I'll post a link to the completed version whenever I finish it. Happy early Halloween, y'all!
“Always let your conscience be your guide,” Inoo said cheerfully.
“Or… we could just follow the signs…” Hikaru said, pointing to the this way to your doom sign scrawled in Yuto’s distinct handwriting directing them to the entrance of the haunted house. Vampire Yamada had already disappeared somewhere else, leaving the five guys on their own to explore the haunted house themselves.
“This is exciting!” Daiki said, bouncing with excitement as they all walked into the first room.
“This isn’t really scary,” Takaki remarked. In the dimly lit room, they could all see that the walls were covered with fake blood that was slowly oozing towards the floor.
Hikaru was not impressed. “What’s scary is the amount of time they’re gonna have to spend cleaning this place up later.”
“Don’t be such a party pooper,” Yabu scolded him half-heartedly because most of his attention was focused on dragging Inoo away from the wall before he poked or licked the mysterious fake blood substance.
In addition to the mood-setting bloodstains on the walls, there were also messages of warning scrawled everywhere. Giant letters of DANGER, BEWARE , WATCH YOUR STEP, and KEEP OUT were handwritten at every angle.
Takaki pointed to one message by the doorway leading to the next room. “Why does this one say always look both ways before crossing the street?”
“That’s just good advice,” Daiki said, nodding in agreement with the message.
“This place is a snooze fest so far,” Hikaru said loudly so that anyone hiding in the shadows could hear his complaint.
From the next room over, they suddenly heard a high-pitched scream.
“Was that Keito?” Yabu asked.
---
“Keito, dude, you’ve got to stop scaring yourself with your own props,” Yuto whispered. “That severed head is not very scary.”
“I’m pretty sure it just blinked at me,” Keito whispered back, looking like a frightened extra in a horror film.
“But it’s made of papier-mâché.”
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orangegreenlove Sorry for the ending words!
“Always let your conscience be your guide,” Inoo said cheerfully.
“Or… we could just follow the signs…” Hikaru said, pointing to the this way to your doom sign scrawled in Yuto’s distinct handwriting directing them to the entrance of the haunted house. Vampire Yamada had already disappeared somewhere else, leaving the five guys on their own to explore the haunted house themselves.
“This is exciting!” Daiki said, bouncing with excitement as they all walked into the first room.
“This isn’t really scary,” Takaki remarked. In the dimly lit room, they could all see that the walls were covered with fake blood that was slowly oozing towards the floor.
Hikaru was not impressed. “What’s scary is the amount of time they’re gonna have to spend cleaning this place up later.”
“Don’t be such a party pooper,” Yabu scolded him half-heartedly because most of his attention was focused on dragging Inoo away from the wall before he poked or licked the mysterious fake blood substance.
In addition to the mood-setting bloodstains on the walls, there were also messages of warning scrawled everywhere. Giant letters of DANGER, BEWARE , WATCH YOUR STEP, and KEEP OUT were handwritten at every angle.
Takaki pointed to one message by the doorway leading to the next room. “Why does this one say always look both ways before crossing the street?”
“That’s just good advice,” Daiki said, nodding in agreement with the message.
“This place is a snooze fest so far,” Hikaru said loudly so that anyone hiding in the shadows could hear his complaint.
From the next room over, they suddenly heard a high-pitched scream.
“Was that Keito?” Yabu asked.
---
“Keito, dude, you’ve got to stop scaring yourself with your own props,” Yuto whispered. “That severed head is not very scary.”
“I’m pretty sure it just blinked at me,” Keito whispered back, looking like a frightened extra in a horror film.
“But it’s made of papier-mâché.”
Your turn,
orangegreenlove Sorry for the ending words!
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