When you and Jimin walked out you decided to walk towards the Wild West part of the Park. Then you passed by a Mansion and noticed it was a Haunted House ride.
You didn't know this but Jimin decided to take you here to see if he could get closer with you, which ment, you holding him because you were scared, or maybe just holding his hand....so that's what he did. He grabbed your hands once again and asked you if you can join him with the ride.
You look at him and he tries to do a puppy dog face but you can't see his lips with the mask he has on. So he pulled it down a little and did his special pouty lips as he begged you to go with him. You laugh and say, "Fine, but it wasn't the pouty lips that got me....there's still one more ride I'd like to go on that you would still have to go on with me..."
Jimin eyes got big and you knew he was smiling under that mask.
Entering the queuing area through a pair of ornate gates, we found ourselves in the antebellum-era mansion's well-tended gardens and courtyards. The queuing path leads us past a pet cemetery, a mausoleum with pun names, a cemetery at the top whose tombstones bear the names of the Imagineers who created this attraction, and a white carriage hearse led by an invisible horse which occasionally nickers. Stepping onto the porch, we were quickly admitted inside the mansion through a doorway on the far right of the house into the Foyer, lit by a large, flickering, cobweb-covered chandelier and surrounding candelabras.
In the Foyer, the deep, resonant voice of an invisible spirit sets the tone of the attraction with a short opening monologue, accompanied by a funeral dirge variation of Grim Grinning Ghosts.
A pair of sliding doors open to one of two identical octagonal rooms, which are actually just large slow-moving elevators with fake woofing walls that do not reach the ceiling. The invisible spirit mockingly welcomes the guests (referring to them as "foolish mortals") and introduces himself as their "Ghost Host" who will take them on a tour of the Haunted Mansion.
"Of course, there's always MY way..."
With a sudden thunderclap, the lights go out and the ceiling disappears. A ghastly vision manifests above: the skeletal corpse of the Ghost Host dangling from a taut rope inside an octagonal cupola with four curtainless windows illuminated by flashes of lightning. Seconds later, the room plunges into darkness, and a bloodcurdling scream is heard — falling from the ceiling to the floor, ending with the sound of the corpse hitting the floor.
As the chamber is re-lit, a wall opens, exposing a Portrait Gallery. As lightning flashes from the windows on the opposite side of the gallery, the portraits transform into images of ghosts and monsters in synchronization with the lightning. At the corridor's far end are two statuary busts depicting a stern-looking man and woman. The statues appears to turn and gaze at us as if they were following our every move.
Turning a corner, we entered the Load Area, where a seemingly endless stream of black carriages, known as Doom Buggies, descend one staircase and ascend another. Beyond the track, clouds drift past a limbo of boundless mist and decay. We then board the carriages, accompanied by the Ghost Host (who lowers the safety bar and provides a safety spiel).
Once we ascend the pitch-black Staircase to the second floor, they come across a moving suit of armor, and a chair which appears to be embroidered with a hidden abstract face. The Doom Buggies also pass by the end of a seemingly Endless Hallway. Partway down the hallway is a candelabra, floating eerily.
Turning away from the Endless Hallway, we then traveled past a glass Conservatory filled with dead, withered plants and flowers. In the middle of the room is a coffin occupied by a restless "guest", plaintively wailing for someone to "Let me out!'. Perched near the coffin is a black raven with glowing red eyes.
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There For You...
FanfictionJimin and you are best friends since you were little and you two grew up together......but someone gets in the way of you and Jimin being together....