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❣︎☠︎︎𐮙𐬻✫❥ CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO {ɢʜᴏsᴛs & ɴᴇᴡ ɢɪɢs}
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"ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴀᴅ's ʜᴏᴛ." ❣︎☠︎︎𐮙𐬻✫❥
Back at the house, Alex, Luke, who is leaning forward with his hands on his knees, and Beverly are in the dark, sitting on the couch. Reggie is sitting on the arm of the armchair while his feet are on the cushion.
Carlos walks around the dark living room, holding out a tablet to see if he can find the ghosts, "You can't hide forever, ghosties." He turns to face the hall, and the tablet starts beeping, causing Carlos to exclaim, "Gotcha!"
The light turns on, and standing in the hall, Aunt Victoria makes Carlos gasp. She walks up to Carlos and says, "For the last time, mijo. Ghosts are not real."
The three ghosts look over at Reggie, who speaks up, shaking his head, "Typical adult." He turns his head to look at his best friends, asking while waving his hand around, "Do you remember when we were kids, and they never believed what we said?"
