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Scary Stories III

This Halloween story tells tales of spooky ghosts, haunted houses and magic pumpkins. Invite the spirit of Halloween into your home and bewitch your friends and family with this scary tale!

Terror Tunnel

"No way," Rachael said. "You guys go. I'll wait out here." She put her hand on the sun-heated railing outside the Tunnel of Terror ride.

"Come on," Penny said. "It'll be fun. And we already went on the rides that you wanted."

"Yeah," Trish said, rubbing her shoulder. "We did the bumper cars twice, just because you wanted to. I don't even like them. Come on."

"It can't be that scary," Penny said.

Rachael looked at the ride. The whole thing was indoors. But it was the middle of the day. The sun was high. She figured there would be some cracks of light seeping in. And she could always close her eyes. She took a deep breath. Then, as the air flowed from her lungs, she managed to say, "Okay."

"Super." Penny rushed around the railing.

"Great." Trish grabbed Rachael's arm and ran toward the entrance.

"Is it scary?" Rachael asked as she gave her ticket to the old man who was sitting on a stool at the entrance.

The man shrugged. "That's up to you." He dropped her ticket in a plastic bucket. "But we always give you what you pay for."

Before Rachael could ask what he meant, she was herded inside by her friends. In the dark, she could barely see the cars as they came along the track. As the first car stopped, Penny and Trish jumped in. Rachael rushed forward, but there was no room.

"Hey!" she called, but the car was rolling. Rachael jumped into the next one and pulled down the safety bar. She didn't want to get too far separated from her friends. "It won't be bad," she said, speaking aloud to bolster her courage. "It's just going to be some mechanical monsters or some stuff painted on the walls. Maybe some dummies with fake blood."

The car moved toward a pair of wooden doors. In the dim light, Rachael could see the brush strokes in the flat black paint. Ahead, Penny and Trish's car pushed open the door, then vanished inside. Here goes, Rachael thought as her own car reached the door and pushed it open with a dull thud. As the doors slammed shut behind her, Rachael entered a darkness so deep it was as if the world had never known such a thing as vision. The dark interior was beyond blackness, a cave within a cave wrapped in a shroud of velvet.

Only the jostling of the car let Rachael know she was moving. "Penny?" She called out, listening for the sound of another car or the giggles of her friends. "Trish?" Her words seemed unable to travel beyond the darkness. She heard no answer. The car spun suddenly, turning sharply to the left and shooting forward. Rachael screamed as she found herself face to face with a grinning skull. The jaws of the skull opened wide, then snapped shut. Rachael grabbed the safety bar to keep from leaping out of her seat.

Before her scream ended, the car spun away, leaving the image burned in her vision as the blackness returned. Get a grip, she told herself. It's make believe. She felt foolish for screaming. All she'd seen was a piece of plastic shaped like bone. Nothing real. No true terrors. The car lurched again. A man rose up with an ax in his hands. The scream burst from Rachael's lungs. The car spun back into blackness, then shot almost instantly toward another chamber where a hand thrust up from the ground in front of a tombstone. Rachael forced her eyes shut. She gripped the bar with both hands and thought about running from the car. Even in her panic, she understood that this would be too dangerous.

"I'll wait," she said. She knew she could get through with her eyes closed. The car lurched. Through shut lids Rachael sensed a brief flash of brightness. She pulled one hand from the bar and covered her eyes, trying to screen out even the faintest hint of what lay in front of her. Something brushed her face. String, she thought. That's all it was. Dangling pieces of string. Another lurch... Leading to another flash. And another. Soon, Rachael thought. Not much longer. It was a cheap ride in a cheap amusement park. There was no way the ride would last much longer. It didn't.

A few more lurches and she felt a bump as the car pushed through another pair of swinging doors. Rachael quickly dropped her hand and opened her eyes. The car was back at the start of the ride. She stumbled off and went through the door marked with the EXIT sign. Bright light made her blink.

"Cool," Penny said.

"Kinda cheesy," Trish said. She looked at Rachael. "Well?"

Rachael shrugged. "It was okay." As she walked along the railing, the ticket man smiled at her. Then he closed both eyes tight for an instant. Rachael turned away from him. He knows, she thought. But he couldn't. And even if he did, so what?

"Come on," Rachael said, tapping Penny on the shoulder, "how about the bumper cars again? What do you --"

The words froze in Rachael's mouth as Penny glanced back toward her. Penny's flesh had turned ancient and wrinkled. Her teeth were yellow and broken, her hair nothing more than wispy strands of white. Rachael gasped and closed her eyes. When she opened them, everything was normal.

"What?" Penny asked. "Is something wrong?"

"No." Rachael shook her head. She looked away. My imagination, she thought. The ride just made me imagine that. She stared at a tree across the path. A man hung from the lowest branch. A thick rope circled his neck. He swung slowly in the breeze. A buzzard sat on his shoulder. Rachael gasped and pointed. She looked toward her friends, then back at the tree. The image vanished. In her head, Rachael heard the words of the ticket man: We always give you what you pay for. Rachael realized she was still pointing. Her eyes locked on her fingers. Her own hand turned to fleshless bone. She thrust it from her sight and looked toward the ground. A screaming face rose from the earth at her feet. Rachael lifted her head toward the sky. The clouds became heads with snakes for hair and fangs for teeth. Rachael stared straight ahead, afraid to shut her eyes again, afraid that any attempt to shut out the images would bring something even worse. As she took a step to catch up with her friends, she wondered how much longer the ride would last.

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Chapter Three Violet's PoV   About two hours later, Christina came up to wake me up “Violet,” She whispered “Violet” She said a little louder “Mhmm” “I told you I’d wake you up. I’m running to the store, do you want to come?” I sat up and nodded “Alright, get ready! We’ll leave in 15 minutes” I nodded again and got up just as she left the room. I went into the bathroom and brushed my hair, then changed into (INSERT PIC) I ran downstairs and saw Christina standing next to the door. We both walked out and got into the car “Are you feeling more rested?” She asked as we drove “Yeah, I little bit” “Good, because when I shop, I can get I bit crazy” She made a weird face and we both burst out laughing   She pulled into the parking lot and we both got out. We walked into the store and Christina handed me a list “Here, take this and go grab everything on it” I took the list and nodded “Alright!” Holding the shopping basket in one hand and the list in the other, I stared towards the food isles.   After grabbing most of the stuff on the list, I got to produce. I put some apples, oranges, and blueberries in the basket and moved on to the strawberries. Putting the best looking carton in my basket, I turned to continue hunting down everything on my list when I felt my foot slip out from under me. I let out a small squeal and reached out for something to steady myself with. To my horror, I grabbed onto the person standing next to me and pulled them down with me.  (OMG CLIFFHANGER  XD) 
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Chapter Two Violet's PoV                                              Violet’s PoV         “We will be landing in London is 10 minutes” I heard the pilot say over a loud speaker. I moaned and sat up. I must have fallen sleep and didn’t know it. I put my blanket and travel pillow back in my suitcase and waited for the plane to land   *Time slip to after the plane lands* I walked out of the boarding hallway and saw chairs, tourist and so many people they all looked like busy ants. An airport employee saw my and took me aside  “Are you waiting for someone to pick you up?” She asked, looking concerned. I nodded “Yes. My aunt should be here-“ “Violet!” As soon as I head my name, I spun around and saw my Aunt Cristina. Her long brown hair was in a messy bun and she was wearing a pink t shirt and some jeggings “Aunt Cristina !” I shouted as she hugged me The airline employee smiled “I’m guessing she’s your aunt” I nodded “Alright. Take care” She smiled at me once more then went back to work. Aunt  Cristina waved me to follow her “So kiddo, how was your plane ride?” She asked me using her British accent. I mean, she had moved to England a year ago, so her accent was almost flawless. I giggled “It was great! I slept through most of it though” “Hey, it happens! Time zones are tricky things” She chuckled when I yawned “What time is it?” “Where? Here or in Long Island?” “…Here.”   “Uhh.” Aunt Cristina took out her phone and checked the time “its 7 am” “Whooooa. No way…” I yawned again. “Yup, but to you it feels like…” She paused and it seemed she was doing some quick math in her head “2 am” I groaned “How long till I get used to the time zones?” “I’m guessing less than a week” “Alright…that’s not that bad” By this time, we had gotten to her car. I giggled “It’s backwards” I told her as I sat in the front seat, which in America would be the drives seat  Cristina chuckled “To you it is. To me it’s not, well, not anymore. It took a while to get used to. A long while” I nodded “I can see how.” I was silent as she started the drive back to her house. Out the window I saw Big Ben. I snapped a picture of it for Rachael. I was about to text it to her when I remember the time zones. I decided I would send it….tomorrow? Or whenever it wasn’t too early for her. And then it hit me “OH MY GOD!”  I practically yelled as I looked at the picture I took “What?”  Cristina asked me in shock “N-nothing, just a inside joke” I told her through my laughter. That’s where Max and Harvey filmed most of the Stitches and Treat you Better mashup!! “If you say so…” She said laughing along with me. I turned and looked out the window but before I knew it my eyes were getting heavy. I leaned by in my seat and closed them. The sweet smell of Cristina’s perfume made me feel more comfortable as I drifted off to sleep   *Time slip to after the car ride* Cristina pulled into her driveway and I was bouncing in my seat “Chill out kiddo! You have all summer to explore!” “I know, I know!” Cristina just chuckled and stepped out of the car. I did the same and followed her into the house. She put her keys on the kitchen table then sat down “Your room is all set up. It’s upstairs and the first door on the left” “Thanks!” I yawned again “I think I’m going to go get some sleep” “Ok! I’ll wake you up in a little bit” I smiled and made my way upstairs. I found my room and walked in. The room was a beautiful light pink and the bed was made with white bedding. I laid down and fell asleep almost instantly.
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