‘Well, it is time to visit the haunted house,’ Chet said. ‘Last night it was 35 degrees a good temperature for spooky things,’ Chet winked. ‘The House has the reputation of eating those who enter,’ Chet laughed. ‘They go in but they do not come out,’ Chet noted. ‘Tiny went in over 400 pounds and showed up at Mr. Munchies 150 pounds a shadow of his former self,’ Chet grinned. ‘Tiny is the only person who came back from the liminal space of the Haunted House,’ Chet explained.

‘There is hall after hall room after room with no ending,’ Neva J said. ‘I assumed the scary reports regarding the HH were Halloween Hype but this is weird, Kid,’ Neva J said with a shudder. ‘I just passed five clowns with strange smiles,’ Neva J continued. ‘They pointed me to a large auditorium where a man spoke without ceasing…his words were increasingly difficult to understand,’ Neva J said. ‘The audience listening had no ears but seemed content,’ Neva J observed.

‘We have explored for a while,’ Jane said. ‘I continue to look for the door but find I am either in the same place or a place that looks just like it,’ Jane said. ‘The clowns look familiar,’Jane observed. ‘I have seen them before perhaps in a dream,’ Jane mused.

‘It seems there is a Halloween Reversal in the HH,’ Billy B said. ‘There is a 8 millimeter film playing in the Theatre showing a news reel of Frankenstein as President,’ Billy B informed with saucer eyes.