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Patrick enjoys spending time with his friends. He doesn't have very many of them. He doesn't like to be scared. So his friends decide to talk him to a haunted house.

"Patrick go knock on the door," one of his friends said.

"No, I don't wanna," Patrick whined.

"Fine, I'll do it," the tall, injured friend says. He walks up to the door and knocks on it three times.

The door opens an a woman is standing there.

"Welcome all. Won't you please come inside," she smiles at them.

The order of friends going through is as follows.

Patrick, the screamer, the jokester, and the tall, injured one.

"Please, enjoy yourself," the woman says.

The four walk along the hallway of the old, broken down house that seems to be still and dead. The walls a dark and rotting wood. The celing a dingy and chiped white. The floors, uneven and creaking.

"You are trespassing on private property. If you continue, your souls be damned," a man that appears out if nowhere says as he walks by.

"I'm gay so my soul is already damned," the tall, injured one says.

The group continues to walk as the rooms grow darker, and darker.

"Hmm, I can't see the walls," Patrick says.

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