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Casey's POV

"Casey WTF? What are you doing? get down from there!" Stephanie kept yelling at me to get down.

"No way, this is awesome! You really need to get up here!" I yelled back at her. I had climbed up the support beans of the old farris wheel in the abandoned amusement park where I like to hang out sometimes, and I was now sitting on one of the old rusty beams

"I can see my house from up here.....and yours!" I yelled down to her.

"I don't care! If you get hurt I'm not gonna get blamed for it!". Geez, she is such a princess, but we are best friends. Steph and I are tight.

"Whatever." I replied to her. I look down and see I am pretty high up, and I don't want to give Steph a heart-attack, so I guess I should start climbing down. I grab onto one of the really long beams, wrap my legs around it and slowly slide down to the next level. And then I did it again and again and again until I finally reached to bottom. I turned around expecting Steph to be there, but she wasn't.

"Steph? Where are you?" I say quietly, just louder then a whisper. I look around at the surrounding rides and attractions trying to find some sort of sign of her.

"Ha ha, very funny, now come out and stop hiding from me." I said loudly so that she could hear, wherever she was.

Curtains ruffled in the small stripped tent a couple of feet away from me. 'How cliché' I thought. I slowly approached the blue and red stripped tent and got into a position to jump-scare my stupid friend. Expecting her to jump out and try to scare me, I was ready to scare her. She began to walk out about to scare me so I quickly jumped in front of her and yelled "boo!" But I hit something very big and stiff and was knocked backwards and fell to the ground. A tall, slim, pale man stood directly in front of me. He wore a black tuxedo with a long red neck-tie. He had......NO FACE!

I screamed as I stumbled to my feet and began running in the opposite direction. I didn't get far before I bumped into another tall figure. This one wore bright clothing and glasses, although he TOO had NO FACE! He was so scary, but I must say, his style of clothing was very catching.

I turned to run in another direction and was yet again hit by a figure that just....appeared in front of me. He was tall, like the others, but wore a black trench-coat with no shirt underneath (showing his surprisingly handsome body), loose black cargo pant, and big black boots with a grey Panama hat. This man didn't have any eyes, but a wide grinning mouth full of razor sharpe teeth.

I turned and began running in the only clear direction, still screaming. I was almost out when yet ANOTHER tall pale-White figure appeared in front of me. I hit him hard and fell flat on my ass. It hurt so much and I think I hit my head.

"Oh dear!" A smooth warming voice filled my ears. "I am so sorry my dear!" I looked up and saw the figure as tall and slim as the others but.....different....in a way. He wore a rainbow polker-dotted suit with a little red bow-tie and a top-hat also with polker-dots on it and a red ribbon tied around the base of the hat.

Something moved behind him, were they....tentacles!?!? The...tentacles moved towards me and slipped underneath my back. "What are you-" before I could finish, I was lifted gently onto my feet. My head still hurt and my vision was blurry but I was able to make out big worried eyes and a very big, but nice, smile.

Another voice behind me called out. "What the fuck are you doing? We're meant to be scaring and killing her, not helping her! You ruined the plan!" I slowly turned, with the support of two big, pale yet warm, hands, and looked at the terrifying figure in the trench coat. I stepped back in fear, my body slightly pressed against the figure in the polker-dotted suit. I became a little wobbly, but I was stabilised by a large hand, gently holding my arm. I started breathing heavily, afraid of what was going to happen.

"Your scaring her and I hate the plan. You all know I hate killing!" The voice above me boomed viciously towards the man in the trench coat, making him stop moving and crossing his arms across his chest.

"But you don't seem to mind killing bullies..." He replied with what sounded like a smart-ass comment.
"And guess what," the man above me said through gritted teeth.
"What?"
"Your a bully!" He yelled and jumping out from behind me, spear-tackling the trench coat man. Unstable, I fell to the ground, but I managed to stay upright just long enough for the poker-dotted hat to land in my lap. I looked down at it, then up at the two enormous figures punching and biting each other.

Shocked and exhausted I closed my eyes and collapsed, darkness flooding in.

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Hi everyone! I really do hope you like my creepy-pasta! I have been working on it for a while but I think it's good. Please like and comment if you want more!!!!