The Tale Of The Haunted House Of Halloween And The Spirits Within It

Chapter 2: Death By Possesion

"BECAUSE I GOT POWER RANGERS PAC MAN MORE MARIO SO ON AND SO FUCKIN FORUTH". "I'm confused. What you are talking about, by the way you are aware that your friend has led you all to your deaths right?". "She led WHO to our WHAT ". "I'm not repeating myself".
"You know what, I knew something like this would happen so that's why I came up with a plan for the first time in forever ". "Eh?". "well for one I AIN'T DYING TONIGHT and for two I lied I don't have a plan". "Well aren't you a dumbass". "I know it's one of the reasons I have friends".
"Well that's kind of sad". Emi then began to scramble through the others bags throwing everything out of them. "umm what the fuck are you doing". "Uhm I'm bored…hey girl with the curls!". "Huh, uh yeah? What do you need?".
"wanna play a game?". "Depending on the game". "This is suspicious" she thought. "It's a game of uhh..I take control of you for a bit and you can have control when I'm done!". "I'll pass, I'll skip. I don't think that's a fun game".
"But why?". "I don't trust it". "Oh well too bad". Emi Disappears. After a few seconds Caroline started acting..weird.
She chuckles darkly and leads to a cackle, a dark cackle. Caroline's limbs began to twist in the opposite direction. Zoey then woke up to the sound of Caroline's bones breaking. "Heh…satisfying". As Zoey woke up she began to sit up on the couch.
Caroline's neck began to do a full 360 and then suddenly she dropped to the floor onto her back. After a few seconds Emi reappeared. "I'm back from the bathrooo-the FUCK JUST HAPPENED". Zoey was too far in her mind where she couldn't answer. "Someone better explain why Caroline looks like a messed up pretzel". "uhh well I was asleep so I can't tell". "mmmhm well anyway back to meh game". "Dude what the heck your friend is literally dead and you don't care?".
Emi looks at him with concern.
"Two things, one person dies every day two I do care she's my friend too. It's just the fact that all of this is giving me vecna vibes". "That's kinda..sad Qua'Mik..". Zoey then began to tie a rope around Caroline's neck and hang her to the ceiling like a teru teru bozu doll. "Ummm Zoey explain what the fuck you're doing". "I'm putting this body to use, why?".
Zoey continued to hang her to the ceiling. "What the fuck is wrong with you ". "I have no clue what you are talking about". "You're hanging our friend who is now a ragdoll to the ceiling". "But don't you think she looks cuter like this though? She's like a little decoration now!".
"MOTHA FUCKA WHAT?". "You heard me!". Zoey smiled. "You disease, maniac". "Eh? What's that supposed to mean?".
"I'm not giving you an explanation until you give me your explanation of why you got Caroline looking like a manikin". "Ask Emi, she was the one who caused it". "EMI WHY DOES CAROLINE LOOK LIKE THIS". "Oh uhm…about that…". "EXPLAIN".
"She got possessed and I got kinda carried away". Emi nervously laughed. Makayla and Malachi then walked in. "What in the world is going on here?". "THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO FIND OUT".
"Ok well I'm just going to give you a summary of what happened". Zoey sighed. "What happened was..Emi decided to possess Caroline and she killed her, that's what happened". Malachi started silently crying no one heard him so they paid no mind. "I knew she would be next". Makayla sighed. "What the hell Makayla, you literally told me to act sensible not so long ago but you're not acting sensible at all". Zoey was getting frustrated. "what do you mean you knew she would be next you're not professor x ". "Well I just thought she would since Caleb died before her and she was the idiot who brought the darn board". "Please tell me you're joking".
"I'm not joking". As the group gathered around Caroline's lifeless body, a heavy silence enveloped the room, broken only by the occasional whimper from Malachi. Makayla's eyes were red-rimmed, her expression a mixture of grief and disbelief. Zoey, seemingly unfazed by the gravity of the situation, continued to adjust Caroline's hanging position, as if she were a mere ornament. "This makes the room so much prettier," she remarked with a disturbing grin.
Makayla exchanged a worried glance with Emi, who seemed to be on edge, her usual carefree demeanor replaced by a tense unease. "Zoey Is slowly losing it," Makayla whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, as she gestured towards Zoey's unsettling behavior. Meanwhile, Qua'Mik stood apart from the group, his expression unreadable. "This is messed up, guys," he finally spoke up, his voice laced with frustration. "We can't just stand around here acting like nothing happened."
"I agree," Makayla nodded, her gaze shifting from Caroline's body to the others. "We need to figure out what to do next. And we need to do it fast." Zoey shrugged indifferently. "What's there to figure out? Caroline's gone, and there's nothing we can do about it now."
"But we can't just leave her like this," Makayla protested, her voice tinged with urgency. "We need to call the police or something." Malachi hesitated, chewing on his bottom lip anxiously. "I don't think that's a good idea. They'll ask questions we can't answer."
Qua'Mik nodded in agreement. "She's right. We don't have any explanation for what happened here. We'd only make things worse for ourselves." "Then what do you suggest we do?" Makayla demanded, her frustration mounting. "Just pretend like none of this ever happened?" "No, of course not," Emi replied quickly, her mind racing with possibilities. "But maybe we can... clean up the mess and try to move on. We can't change what happened, but we can at least try to make things right." Zoey scoffed.
"And how exactly do you propose we do that?" Emi hesitated, searching for the right words. "We... We can start by getting rid of Caroline's body. Then we can try to figure out what went wrong and how to prevent it from happening again." Makayla glanced around the room, her eyes lingering on Caroline's limp form. "I don't know if I can do this," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It feels like... like we're betraying her memory." Emi placed a comforting hand on Makayla's shoulder. "I know it's hard, but we have to be strong. For Caroline, and for each other." With a heavy sigh, Makayla nodded in reluctant agreement. "Okay. Let's do this." And so, with a mixture of sorrow and determination, the group set about the grim task of cleaning up the aftermath of Caroline's death, their hearts heavy with the weight of what had transpired and the uncertainty of what lay ahead as Zoey tried to stop them and keep her there hung to the ceiling.