Looking at the strange manor that sat back in the woods it looked normal from the outside. On first glance the USM Mansion is an ordinary place with a beautiful lawn well-manicured, sparkling pool and a stately steal grey brick manor. Once you step inside it's an entirely different place. It seemed to hold a larger place that was unimaginable with spiraling staircases, thousands of rooms and dozens people moving in and out. Lot of members swiping their author id badges to gain entry, scurrying here and there as they go about their business. In the middle of all these people stood a short girl with black hair, pink streaks moving through it, Punk Star Chic, clutching a giant cup of coffee in her hands as she walk among the people. Slowly she made her way to Ginger’s office, stopping to chat with people as they passed her. She was so friendly everyone always had something nice to say. Near the main entry to the mansion there are offices for all the Admins and Chatmins.
One of the biggest was Ginger's. Her blue door is enveloped a warm glow around it, welcoming people to visit her. Ginger herself is a warm loving person, with a generous heart and nature it seemed to clash with her red hair as when looking at it you would see a cooling fire coming from her. She was sitting in her chair busily filling orders and requests that needed to be taken care of to run the mansion on a daily basis. She stopped what she was doing when she heard a knock on her door as Punk Star opened the door slowly turning the handle with a quick creak. Ginger pressed a blue button at her feet; the door swung wide open letting Punk Star Chic and her giant cup of coffee in almost startling Punky.
"What can I do for you Star?" Ginger said as she gave Star a warm welcoming hug and offered her a seat. She quickly refilled her cup and brews a cup of tea for herself.
"Hi Ginger, sorry to interrupt your work, but we've got a problem. USM is starting to look like a ghost town again." Punky took a sip of her coffee, to fortify herself. "I can't figure what to do about it, so I came to you."
"I know what you mean Star. Radman and I were just talking about that last night. We were thinking that we are overdue for another USM trip or contest of some sort, do you think anyone would be interested?" Ginger replied.
"Well USM trips were pretty popular for quite some time here, maybe we should go with that. Contests don't seem to be helping. We could put up a sign and see if there is any interest" Punky excitedly squeaked out.
Ginger whipped up a sign. She walked out of her office and posted a large sign outside of her door. The sign read “USM Get Away come one come all” on the wall outside Ginger's office, with lots of lines below for people to sign their names. There were envelopes in a basket below the posted sign with a note saying “Preparation Kit -Take one if you’re coming with us”. Punk Star Chick grabbed the pen and started to scribble in her and Nick’s name on the list. This should be awesome fun she murmured under her breath.
“What was that you said Punky?” Kronk said as he was just about to pass her in the hall.
“I said you gotta come on this USM trip Kronk ... OK, I didn't really say that, but I am now” her eyes were bright and sparkling as she spoke.
Kronk did a quick U-turn to see the notice she pointed to on the wall, “I think I would really like to come, do you know where we are going on this trip, Punky?”
She smiled big “Nope, not yet. Hey, maybe there is a clue in these envelopes”.
She picked up two and tossed one to Kronk. By now a small group had happened along and stopped to see the posted notice and hear the conversation. Mayuka, Grace, Silver Alexis and Ky-Bluebird were all there. Fallin Angel quickly going somewhere stopped in mid-stride.
“OH WOW that would SO make my month if I could go” shrieked Fallin Angel loudly.
“I KNOW, I know Lia ... isn't it great” Mayuka grinned “and we really could use a true vacation”.
Out of nowhere, Kronk gasped as he read the letter that he tore from the envelope. Everyone stopped talking and looked at him.
Silver Alexis asked “What’s up? Is it bad?” looking up at Kronk's puzzled face. She couldn't have guessed that anything was in the note except for maybe the type of clothing to bring for the trip or required passports.
"Woooo Hoooo!!" Kronk squealed with excitement. By now everyone else gathered at Gingers door, was reading what Kronk had seen. "It's a 2012 Cruise Down to the Mexican Rivera, from Ft Lauderdale, on a big Cruise Ship!" he exclaimed to all who could hear. "Check this out," he stated, "It's a trip down, and then to The Pyramids and Sacred Centers of The Mayas, complete with onboard lectures on the way down, and back!"
Punk Star Chick chimed in with, "Oh my Gosh, check out all these guest speakers scheduled for this cruise!"
"Yes yes!" Ky Bluebird added, "This is going to be right up the alley for all USMers. It's a cruise with the mystery of 2012 as the theme” she concluded.
“I’m in and so is my Nick," Punk Star Chick announced.
Almost simultaneously, Mayuka, Grace, Silver Alexis, and Ky Bluebird, all chimed in saying, "Me Too, Me Too,"
"I wouldn't miss this for the world, I've been saving for a vacation for a while now and it looks like this is the one! Wait till the word of this gets out, we're gonna fill the whole cruise ship with USMers!' Kronk concluded all excited like.
Punk Star Chick said, "Wow I'm headed to the house to call and put in my deposit for the cruise! Then she spun on one foot headed towards the front doors of the USM Mansion.
Ginger stepped back into the hallway where everyone was excitedly reading all the details of the cruise and said, "Sounds like the idea for this vacation cruise is a success!" smiling at everyone. Everyone added their agreements in their own way, some patting Ginger on the back.
"I thought this would interest everyone at USM, the guest speakers are top notch in their fields of expertise. Dannion Brinkley and his wife Katheryn will be speaking on, 'Life after Death', Jim Marrs will be speaking about all kinds of Conspiracy Theories, Richard Hoagland and his wife Dr. Robin Falkov will be talking about 'Mars, The Moon, N.A.S.A., and how 2012 relates to them, and so many others, it's just going to be one great time, all topped off with a trip to a Mayan Pyramid." She grinned.
The crowd watched Ginger eagerly eating up the news. Ginger could hear someone faintly say “Good job! Keep everything going! No one will get hurt as this will all just be fun.” The smile seemed to fade a bit from Ginger at the edges. “I am watching, smile big and fake it.” Ginger smiled awaiting someone to help her. No one noticed or heard anything.
“There,” Ram grunted as he dumped the bags in front of the bed.
“Thanks, sweetie,” Kiki said, kissing him on the cheek.
A breeze smelling of sea salt wafted through a crack in the window. Sunlight shone on the white walls, lavender curtains and light blue carpet and coverlet. Someone knocked on the door. Kiki walked over and opened the door to Ky Bluebird, Celtic Princess, Grace, and Punk Star Chik standing in the hall.
“Are you two settled in?” Ky Bluebird asked.
“Yes, we are,” Ram said.
“Did you hear that the lecture 'Mars, The Moon, N.A.S.A., and how 2012 relates to them’ is at seven tonight?” Celtic Princess asked.
“Yeah, it sounds really interesting,” Punk Star Chik said. “I wonder what they have to say.”
A ship horn roared. The USMers grabbed onto each other as the ship began its journey.
“Woohoo! We’re off,” Ram yelled.
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The dining room was a beautiful room with maroon carpeting, a sparkling chandelier, and French-style windows that opened onto the deck. Gold rays from the setting sun still made their way through the edges of the velvet curtains, adding light to the dim room.
Kronk took a swig from his beer mug. “When are they starting?”
“They should start soon,” Ginger said.
“They better,” George said. “I want to know what’s going to happen in 2012.”
“Hello, ladies and gentlemen,” a tall, bald man with Coke-bottle glasses said. He stood at the podium, fumbling with his note cards. “I’m Dannion Brinkley and this lovely lady” - he nodded at a short woman with dyed blue hair - “is my wife Katheryn. Tonight, we’re discussing the connection between Mars, the space program, and 2012.”
“And we’ll be discussing how you will help us,” Katheryn told the USM group psychically in their minds.
Meanwhile back to the USM Mansion the place seemed to continue on as if the place was split in half. Zema and Ted took over the helm. The day was already hot from the risen sun. Ted served Zema coffee on the terrace. The rose twisted metal seats fit with the two gardeners just like a rose tea cups Ted poured the coffee in.
"It's another sparkling day my precious. It is gonna be a hot and dazzling day full of adventure." says Ted.
"Yes, indeed" replies Zema. "I hope that the cruise is successful. Ginger has been stressed and George needs a break after repairing the main frame for the third time. He needs to quit eating Rice Krispies while working!"
A knock met the wood door echoing into the room. Zema quickly sat her cup down and greeted the person. "Good morning, Paddy."
"You need to come downstairs and sort out the confusion and mayhem" says Paddington Bear.
"What's going on?" asks Zema.
"Well, Heckler has claimed squatting rights to the USM mansion and has claimed my kitchen. My kitchen!!!! Hey Larry is conducting a paid tour of the entire USM mansion to the non-members investigating every nook and every cranny and every mystery. They are driving me crazy. Get them out of my kitchen!" Paddy cried out with the look of frustration.
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Back on ship Ginger posted the activities for the next day on the main board outside the dining room. This was not her idea. She carefully underlined some of the letters lightly with a pencil. “Someone would be curious! They had to be.” She quietly thought. She peeked around the corners looking for the mystery person. No one was around.
7AM in the ballroom: Paranormal Investigations with Starchazer.
12PM in the library: UFO's and conspiracy theories with CC28
5pm in the great hall: Dinner with Radman. Topic: Alien visitations
7pm in the lounge: Psychic investigations with Predictor .
Kiki walked up to the notice reading it and screamed "Paranormal Investigations! Yeah I'm so there."
Ginger watched as they all seemed to ignore the underlined letters. It was a good try. Bright and early the next morning the ballroom filled to near capacity with eager USMers. Kiki was sitting front center waiting with baited breath and bags of burnt tuna cookies and burnt lobster cookies. The room quieted down as Starchazer entered. She had a puzzled look on her face searching out for Ginger. Too many people to pull her aside so it would have to wait.
"Good morning USMers. You are in for a treat. Thanks to Ginger and Radman we are very lucky to have some guest speakers on the topic of paranormal investigations. Please help me give a warm welcome to Jason and Grant of TAPS and their team." says Starchazer. The room burst into applause and a standing ovation.
"It is my extreme pleasure to be here. Thank you for the warm welcome" Jason excitedly called out to the audience.
"We are pleased to be able to tell you of our experiences and give advice" replied Grant with a smile.
"Steve, our equipment manager, will go over the equipment and the proper use and maintenance of them. Tango will review how to and when to use provocation. And Amy will provide background investigation and case management." Grant explained.
"Adam will describe his experience at the Ghost Hunter Academy and how to apply. Maddie our K9 investigator is here as well. Grant will discuss the importance of debunking. And I will stress the importance of making a site as free as possible from contamination and discuss possible factors of contamination." Jason finished up.
"Tomorrow we will arrive in Galveston and we will be investigating a haunted hotel. Starchazer and one other lucky USMer will be joining us. Ginger, I believe that you have the name of that lucky guest investigator." replies Jason.
"Thank you, Jason. Yes indeed I have entered everyone's name into this hopper" says Ginger.
She gives the hopper a big spin and then places a blindfold on herself and draws out the winning name. She removes the blindfold and slowly opens the paper. A broad smile erupts on her face and her eyes sparkle as she reads the name.
"And the lucky USMer to join TAPS and Starchazer is" silence fills the room, extreme excitement fills the air as Ginger slowly calls out” Freckle Face". Part of her wanted to tell her it was just a trap. Her name was the only one in the hat. Whoever was sending the messages had already made it clear to Ginger that the events must go as they planned. She thought back to her office right before Punk had come in. The meeting with the person in the trench coat and oversized hat had shaken her. Who was under that trench coat and hat? How could they have control? How did they know?
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Heckler was in the USM kitchen whipping up all of Paddy's recipes on the rolodex. There were dirty pots and pans lining the counter, and barely edible food sitting on the banquet table. SmoknJoe had his trusty plastic fork, sampling a bit of everything that wasn't charred to a crisp or crawling away.
Larry just walked in with his tour group, and was about to urge his unsuspecting vict, err, emm, group to sample the Heckler made Paddy inspired recipes.
"Don't worry" said SmoknJoe "I've already labled the safe to consume food, just stick to those."
Zema and Ted walked in, not a minute too soon. Zema and Ted looked at the banquet table and then peered into the kitchen. "HECKLER!!!" they said in unison "You know the kitchen is Paddy Bear's domain, you have got to clean this up. And we mean NOW!”
Larry grabbed his group, and tried to make a bee line out of the banquet hall.
"And you Larry" said Zema as she grabbed Larry by the arm "You know you are not allowed to share USM secrets to non-members, make them fill out a membership first, then you can conduct your tour, and refund them their money."
"But what if I gave you half?"
"Larry!"
"Okay group, if you will follow me to the main entrance, there is a little paperwork we must fill out, to make this tour an official USM event." Larry led the way with his head slightly hanging low. This was not what he had been promised! He was going to get paid to keep everyone busy. ‘Heckler better not be the only person getting paid! I lived up to my orders!’ He thought as he led the group away.
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Jason and the team from Taps made an announcement. "For a special surprise, we are going to do an investigation on board tonight, everyone is invited to participate, this way Starchaser and Freckle Face will be a bit more familiar with the equipment before or investigation tomorrow. Everyone meet here at 11:30, and we will start our on board investigation at midnight."
Kiki, Ginger, and Radman were so excited that they started jumping up and down like school children. Time seemed to stand still as we all waited for the magic moment to arrive. The noise level in the mess was overwhelming but as the clock began to chime 11:30, people began to quiet and a hush fell over the room. George and Ginger impeccably attired, stood simultaneously and thanked everyone for their participation. Smoknjoe and Adora pulled Kronk from under the table and propped him in his chair he had been tippling since quite early in the day.
Lights were dimmed, candles lit and the investigation was on. For a few brief moments, the silence in the room was deafening but a sound was soon heard. To some, it was reminiscent of wind blowing through a window slightly opened and the volume rose until we thought a storm had whipped up outside. Something was here but untouchable. The boat had ghosts and everyone needed to go into the groups and find them. Each group could feel a former member with them somehow.
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Paddybear back the mansion was chasing Hekler with a meat cleaver after he had exploded eggs in the microwave refusing to clean up the mess. In the meantime, Hey Larry bribed Zema handsomely to keep mum regarding his recent activities.
Hack had created a nice little go-cart track throughout the east wing and was pocketing cash as would-be racers attempted to overtake Nani who used every dirty trick in the book to keep the lead. Devine Raven, not to be ignored, had built a firing range on the south lawn and a few USMers were trying their hands at artillery fire. Something was going on and everyone seemed to be going crazy. Ted could not help but feel something off. Zema would never take bribes and why would the others be so disrespectful of the manor? Ted walked back to the office he shared with Zema and found a note for Zema in a brown envelope. The bright red wax seal on the back caught his eye.
The sound of a horn similar to a car from a 1930's automobile pulled him from his thoughts. He set the envelope on the desk and went out to investigate. Rolling up was a pristine Duesenberg SJ supercharged roadster. Dizzy Me and Jedi hopped out and exclaimed that they weren't about to miss a chance to stir things up when G & G were away.
Ali, Telsha, Fox, Rebel Soul, Mercury, and Stile drifted out from the bar to see what was going on and the festivities went into overdrive. Nani drove across the lawn in her mini racer to meet the incoming guests and take over her role as interim hostess. There was something going on Ted just knew it!
“Lovely could I speak with you a moment?” Ted gently asked Zema.
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Paddy Bear was winded when she finally caught Hekler and led him back to her kitchen by his ear. "You will clean this mess up, right now!" She hollered.
So, Hekler, grumbling under his breath about his culinary skills being unappreciated, set about putting the kitchen to rights. Never mind that he got water and soap suds all over the place and had to clean that up, too. Ted and Zema walked back toward her office when something caught both of them off guard.
Radman, Ginger, Kronk, Adora and SmoknJoe giggled as they walked out of the kitchen area and back to the upper decks of the yacht. George pulled up the in mansion cameras so they could see as it gleamed in the sun and seemed to be teeming with activity. The place seemed to be in utter chaos.
‘What in USM is going on at the mansion?’ Ginger wondered, silently. She shook her head slightly, closed her eyes. The must have been the master plan. Chaos??? Everyone seemed to be having such a good time. It would be a shame to spoil the fun, but they needed to get back. They would take the helicopter as it would get them back. She knew that she needed to get the world back in order consequences be what they were.
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Hey Larry was stewing because he had to bribe Zema so heavily with his prized possession to keep her from saying anything to George and Ginger. Nani sped over to the guest entrance to play Interim Hostess and greet the new guests coming to the mansion. She slammed on the brakes and her little mini-racer went spinning right into the bridge table that Kiki had set up to do Tarot readings. Tarot Cards went flying everywhere. Ms. Priss giggled, but helped Kiki and Nani pick up all the cards.
Slick Chick and Corolator had slipped off to explore the basement rooms and found some of the people from Hey Larry's tours hiding in some of the alcoves. Sweet Sofia was helping Punk Star Chick as they talked on Skype by tossing out different ideas, and writing them down on paper about what should be done about making USM a more exciting place since the contests and other efforts made had short lived effects.
Dream Web Weaver, StarChazer, Rainbow Angel, Katetastic, Mrs. K, and Silver Snake were busy making party favors for the upcoming party. Katetastic had some really great ideas that were sure to make the party the best USM Mansion Bash ever! Altaira volunteered to help, but since she had been swimming she had to change her clothes, first. She sauntered off to find dry clothing.
In the meantime, Kelly was busy with her bag of tricks that she planned on using on Hekler and HeyLarry. She snickered to herself. This was gonna be good! Zelana, Celtic Princess, and CissyPC peaked at her from around the door and giggled quietly, but hysterically. They could not wait for Kelly to pull the first trick. Ginger and George arrived back at the mansion to utter mayhem.
Radman had a strange notion that something just wasn’t right about the passing motorboat that carried the newcomers to the yacht. He shot Ginger a look as if to ask "Did that group look a little unseemly to you?" But Ginger was still thinking about what was waiting for them at the mansion while conversing with Kronk about future USM GTG’s as Adora and Smokin' Joe cast out their fishing lines to try their luck.
Meanwhile... on the motorboat that had just passed Radman on the way to the yacht, Star Two nervously steered the dingy to avoid the swell from the passing craft. She so wanted to wave, shout, jump, SCREAM for help! She knew that if she had made but one wrong move towards Radman as he passed by that the others on board, MMC, Sand Ghost, and Shasel’s lives would be in jeopardy.
Zema and Ted walked back to her office. Ted opened the door and a second envelope was on the floor. Ted grabbed the first one and Zema quickly opened it pulling out a letter. The letter read
My Dear Zema,
You must understand the more you try to thwart my efforts the more the chaos will continue. You must follow the instructions below to the letter. If you fail to follow my instructions then people you love will never return. I have MMC, Sand Ghost, Shasel, Star Two and more. If you want them back safely then you will do the following:
1. Give Hay Larry back his stuff. He is following my orders.
2. Order Paddybear out of the kitchen and to her office. She must do this!
3. Say nothing.
There was no signature but it seemed real. She then opened the second notice.
Zema,
Do not try my patience. Do as ordered. You have now cost someone something very important. You need to do as previously instructed NOW! There is now an addendum.
4. End the Skype call between Punk Star and Sofia.
Do not fail me or you fail those you “Love”.
This shook Zema and Ted up. Looking after the mansion was always a labor of love, but Hey Larry and Hekler and now some mystery person was really trying her patience. How could they do this? What had she done to get these letters? She quickly did as instructed. She did not want to cause any more problems. Maybe this would save someone. Please it must save them.
After G&G landed they decided to take a quick look around the grounds. Things outside looked as if a frat party came for a visit and decided it were time for a Spring Break. Loud blasts could be heard as Devine Raven was giving lessons at the artillery range he had recently constructed. Radman could only shake his head and sigh. Nani finished picking up the cards from the table she had bumped with her mini-racer along with Ms. Priss & Kiki. And Hey Larry was poolside, trying desperately to clean up the cabana from the last tour when he came across the note. How did they find him here?
Hey Larry,
Back to work! Zema will not be a problem. Ignore George and Ginger. Follow the list I gave you of where to take the tour groups! If you ever want to see everyone on the cruise again do as instructed!
The letter was like the last one. What was going on and how could they be stopped? Who was this person? Hey Larry went back to work and passed Haunted on her way out to the storage shed.
“Haunted? I thought you were on a book tour?” Hey Larry called to her.
“No, I had to come back. I am sorry I really can’t talk. I need to grab a few things from the storage I left out there.” She walked off without any further conversation.
It seemed to Hey Larry she was on a mission. Did she have a letter too? Upon entering he found Heckler back in Paddy’s kitchen. Chaos seemed to be getting worse. He felt bad about doing this but he had to. Right? He had to follow. What could he do say no? George and Ginger passed him but he could not tell them. Something struck him. The person only wanted them to go to certain places in the mansion. They were not special; no it was the places they were not supposed to go. The ballroom!
A voice whispered to Hey Larry “Keep moving. No ideas or else.”
They were here! The person was here and they had control! He continued on. He needed to talk to the admins. Only they could know what was happening.
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Back on board Star Two arrived with the person in the trench coat and hat.
“Gather everyone! Do you understand me?” The cloaked figure commanded. Star Two nodded her head as her heart pounded in her chest. She had to save everyone! She quickly rounded everyone up and brought everyone in front of the cloaked figure.
“So nice to see you all here. However you have all been summoned to return to the USM mansion. You have no choice. Failure to follow instructions and those you love and care for will be harmed.” The voice was gruff and no one could guess who it was.
They grabbed their stuff and headed for shore where a jet was waiting to take them back to the mansion. What could be said? What could any of them do? Star Two handed Punk a note.
Punk,
I don’t know who this is but they have our friends and they are making the mansion a crazy place. I really mean crazy! Be careful I am going to try something once the plane lands. We need to get our friends back!
Her hand writing was a bit hurried and scratched but Punk understood. She also knew it was best to go along. She knew the letter she had received that had made her go to Ginger. The red seal on the back seemed to haunt her.
Punk Star Chick,
It is boring here and you will do as instructed below. Failure to do so will result in someone you love being harmed.
1. Go to Ginger it is time for a trip
2. Tell no one
She had failed to follow right away and Whyte Penguin had disappeared. She was such a nice woman. They had conversed about tattoos. Both of them had been ink junkies. Punk quickly wrote a note back to Star Two.
Star,
Don’t they have already taken one person; maybe more I want you alive! Don’t do it!
Both shared a look and it was just to sit there and do as told. The jet landed and all were marched to a blacked out oversize limo SUV. This seemed to be not too bad. Right? That is what Star Two thought as they all climbed in.
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George and Ginger could not help themselves. They tried desperately to get everything back in order but everyone kept doing and seemed to be tearing the place apart. Ginger knew she had to tell George about the cloaked person when someone caught her eye.
“Haunted! What are you doing here?” Ginger called to her. Haunted turned and walked over for a moment.
“I am just grabbing a few things.” She quickly replied. Ginger put her hand on her shoulder pulling her in close.
“I know it was you, so stop this now. No more chaos! I know you are the one behind all of this. You like the twisted endings and plots that keep you guessing. I am not guessing any more. You need to stop this at once or force me to ban you! I am serious!” Ginger had a stern tone in her voice.
“Ginger if I was behind what you think is going on I would let you ban me. Trust me I would, and just so you know I would be doing a better job other than the threats. Now let me tell you I am not behind this. My work is being held hostage and I need to get back my favorite typewriter. It was my grandmas and you need to get out of my way otherwise they will burn my work!” Haunted quickly brushed pass her angrily whispering under her breath how dare she!
Ginger was at a standstill. She did not have a clue as to what was going on. She pulled George into her office quickly.
“Dear I have to tell you something. Someone made me suggest the cruse or they were going to get the raccoon back home and sell him. They also said they would burn down the server room if they were not followed. Now I see it was all to get us out of here and cause the mess.” Ginger looked to him with sad eyes.
“Ginger we will fix everything. We need to know who is behind this. I am sure Haunted would do this so we need to find her.”
“I don’t think so this time. She is being threated too.” Ginger looked at her desk and found an envelope with the red seal. She quickly opened it up.
Ginger and George,
Do not try to find me. I will reveal myself at 6pm in the grand ballroom. You are required to stay here. If you fail to do so those you love will be hurt! There are costumes you are to wear. They are in the boxes behind you. Remember I can see you and I know what you are thinking. See you soon.
They both looked at each other. This was not a joke and they did as instructed.
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Star Two and the other reached the mansion in which it was eerily quiet and deserted. The cloaked figure gout out and handed each of them a bag.
“You are to get dressed in these costumes now. You will all need to be in the grand ballroom in fifteen minutes. If you are late those you love will be hurt!” As the cloaked figure said the last of their instructions a quick cloud appeared and when it disappeared so did the figure.
Everyone did as they were told. Something was off but they all needed to do this. Could they argue with a person who had their friends? Each one showed up in the costumes and all entered the ballroom. The lights were all out and everyone huddled together.
“Stop right there. When the clock strikes 6PM the lights will come on and all will be revealed.” They knew the voice it was the cloaked figure.
The door opened behind them and they could hear George and Ginger. Eerie music swept into the room. The clock made its first chime of the six o’clock hour. The lights in the room slowly turned on dimming to brightness of the room. Mist covered the floor. Blood and body parts hung from the walls. The center of the room held a tabletop drinking three tier fountain. Cobwebs seemed to hang down from the chandlers waiting for huge human sized spiders to climb down.
At the other end of the room stood the cloaked figure waiting for them. They took off their hat and the large oversized trench coat and revealed Ms Priss waiving a wand.
“You all asked for fun! You said it was boring here and so I livened it up. All of the food was cooked by Hekler and his helpers. Don’t worry it was tested to make sure it was edible. As I told you those you love would be hurt. If you had not come to the Halloween Party that we all made you would have hurt everyone who made this possible. So without further adue here are the helpers.”
Out marched everyone and they all had laughter trailing them the whole way. Everyone met and Ms Priss smiled like she was the cat that ate the fish as MommaKat would say. Ginger and George could do nothing but laugh!
Happy Halloween!
I did not write everything. This is all from all of the authors! All deserve a big round of applause!
Hope you all have a great Halloween and remember the motto of Halloween
"TRICK OR TREAT!"
Woo-hoo! Nicely done Haunted. 
It's the way we are.
Thanks for putting it all together, Haunted.
