Chapter Two|Haunted|

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WARNING: SWEARING

Wade grabbed his backpack from his house and put a water bottle and 2 bags of chips in it along with some other random things. He quickly rushed outside and got on his bike. He started riding toward the forest. He was humming along to a song he was listening to on his phone. He didn't realize how long he was riding for until his bike stopped. Great he thought to himself. He got off of his bike and checked his tires, one of them were flat. "Shit..." he mumbled to himself he looked up to see how much longer he would have to walk when he saw Kings Cross River a few feet ahead of him. He checked his phone. "7:30.. I left at 5:00...." he said out loud. He walked next to the river, it had to be atleast 10 feet wide. I wonder how deep it is.  Wade grabbed a rock and threw it into the river. "That... didn't help.." he checked in his backpack for something to help(HOLA SOY DORA)  Nope.. nothing..

Wade looked around and found a stick. He grabbed the stick and started putting it into the water, measuring it. It's gotta atleast be 3 feet  he thought to himself. He started to walk in the river, knowing only his shoes and pants would get wet, until a step came in the water, causing him to fall. SHIT!  He thought to himself again. He quickly swam across, worrying about his belongings. He opened his backpack the second he got out of the water. Everything was wet. He grabbed his phone to check if it would work, his phone was glitching out and said 'No Connection' Great!  He looked up to see the Tower, he was a few feet ahead of it. He got up and started walking towards it.

Wade finally got to the porch. He started knocking on the door knowing full well, nobody was going to answer. Then the door slowly started to open. He walked inside expecting to see your normal, cliché haunted house. He sorta saw some clichéness.(is that a word?) He looked around the house some more. He felt like he was being watched, which would be normal for a haunted house. But he had a really bad feeling. Then he felt something hit his head. His vision went black for 5 seconds until he opened his eyes again to see a skeleton right in front of him(they look like the Dias Los Muertos skeletons) he screamed, the skeleton looked frightened by the sudden noise. The skeleton looked in his hand and saw he still had a shovel, he quickly put it away. "Er... sorry for that!" The skeleton said. Wade looked shocked I-is it talking to me?! Did it just hit me with a shovel?!  "My name is Hector" (no not from Coco)The skeleton said. "What is your name?" "W-w-wa-wa-Wade." Wade said, stuttering. The skeleton coughed. "W-what?! You can see me?! I-I normally ask them and say what my name is for fun! They can't actually see me!" Wade was still in paralysis from shock. "W-well I-I c-can s-see y-you...." Wade said, still stuttering.

"No shit Sherlock!"(man I am on a swearing roll today) Wade quickly shook his head. "W-who are you?- wait. You just said your name was Hector. A-are y-you a skeleton?!" Wade said. He quickly blushed, realizing how dumb he was sounding. The skeleton chuckled. "My name is Hector, and why yes, I am a skeleton. Thank you for noticing." "Are there more?" Wade asked a little below a whisper. "Well, of course! I don't just have this house all to myself! I mean, it would be nice to but-" Hector quickly realized the look of fear on Wade's face. "-but they are really nice!" Hector said, trying to calm Wade down. "Wanna meet them?" Wade hesitated before the skeleton grabbed his hand. "I'll introduce you."

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