In the evening, the family hopped in the car and headed on their way.
"How long does it take to get there daddy?" John asked.
"2 hours", he replied.
"Ugh", the kids moaned.
Finally, after two hours of driving, construction, flat tire and accidents they arrived at the haunted house at 10 pm.
First when they walked in they had to purchase their tickets(at least there was light in the room).
"How many?" the teller asked.
"Five please", dad said.
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Haunted House
HorrorGeraldine and her family are visiting a haunted house late on Halloween night. They experience the unexpected. From things jumping at them to scary noises to dark rooms, it is heck of a night.
