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Dana opened the door.

    The bell rang.

    Ding!

   And she went inside.

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Inside, Arlo Gartt, the Diner Owner, was pouring a mug of coffee.

    He had short, black hair, brown eyes, and tall.

   He wore a red colored shirt, red trousers, a black belt, black socks, and black shoes. On his right hand was a black colored watch.

     Ten other locals were busy eating cherry pie and drinking coffee.

      "Hello, can I have some Pie  coffee?" Dana asked.

     "Sure. Where ya headin'?" Arlo answered, as Dana sat down on one of the spare brown colored barstools.

     "Camp Crystal Lake", Dana said.

      Arlo spilled coffee on the white colored table.

       He cleaned it up with a yellow rag, then washed and dried his hands.

       "You're messing with death" Arlo said.

       "Why?", Dana asked.

       "Because...there's a death curse hon. You don't wanna go there. Cos you'll suffer death. Crazy Ralph IV will annoy you...and his family is crazy. So, in short, you don't wanna go. Less you end up dead, like the others" Arlo answered matter-of-factly.

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