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↳˳;; ❝𝔴𝔥𝔶 𝔡𝔬 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢?ᵕ̈೫˚
WALKING DOWN THE LARGE, DARK STAIRS of the catacombs, the three party planners each have their own torch to light their way as they try their best to ignore the bats flying and cobwebs ready to reach out and grab them. It was huge, so finding their destination was hard and honestly a little frightening.
"Clawdeen, are we close?" Gracie frowns, backing up a little when she hears a familiar squeaky noise that a certain animal lets out. Cleo sighs, agreeing silently with the smaller ghoul.
"The map says there should be an old concert hall somewhere around here?" Clawdeen tsks, putting the large map down as she struts down the dark halls, looking around closely to see any sign of the concert hall.
Cleo furrows her brows, sassily putting a hand against her hip. "Ugh, hasn't anyone heard of a GPS?"
Walking further in, Gracie gasps when she sees a heart shaped door, catching her two friends' attention when they immediately assume something is wrong. Gracie points happily, "Look! A door!"
Clawdeen and Cleo look towards where her French tips are pointing and stalk towards it quickly. Putting a hand on the side of the door where the format of where a key is supposed to be inserted, Clawdeen hums. "Good job Gracie, now all we need is a key..."
Cleo looks around before smiling and pointing at a skeleton statue at the far end of the hall, a key dangling off of its bony finger. "Look, a skullette key!"
Clawdeen runs to it and snatches it off before turning back around and walking towards the heart shaped door. "These open everything!"
Putting it in the side and twisting it, the three ghouls' step back when the heart doors slide open, revealing one of the biggest rooms the ghouls have ever seen. Clawdeen speaks up first with a nervous laugh, "Woah."
The three step into the room, their faces morphing into disgust immediately at a rotten smell taking over their nostrils. Cleo scoffs, "What's that smell, it smells like..."
"Death?" Gracie guesses, pinching her nose harshly.
Suddenly ghosts are floating past them, as if they had been stuck inside for years, scaring the three immensely as they back up and watch them exit the room, Clawdeen continues to stumble back but is brought into reality when a boulder is thrown into a green pit behind her.
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