So this friend and I are going through the haunted house. Pebs mom had been with us, but she chickened out fairly early on. As we are moving down one of the halls, this friend and I start to hear a rumbling sound. We round a corner and lights flare up down the way, a jeep is gunning its engine screeching toward us. It stops just short of us. That's when they decide to take the pic, amidst the ruckus. After the house has done its worst for us, we head out to the waiting room were there is a picture of the two of us. He is halfway out of the pic, jumping to dodge the jeep. I am standing stoic as ever, looking at my feet. I tend not to get scared easily, call me jaded. Pebs and his mother, along with another friend are waiting for us, laughing as we examine the pic.
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