“Boo!”
Howled the Gatesman as I pulled up the drive, “Welcome to the Dead Inn, we’re so glad you’ve arrived.”

“Boo!”
Screeched the Butler as he opened the door and the maid looked up scrubbing blood from the floor.

“Boo!”
Groaned the Innkeeper as he tossed me a key, “Your room is upstairs, it’s marked door number three.”

“Boo!”
Snapped the Bell-hop with an evil glare, “It gets dark at night, hope you’re not scared.”

“Boo!”
Roared the monster from under the bed, “Enjoying your evening? You do know you’re dead?”

“Nooo!”
I screamed as I gathered my wits and ran down the stairs calling it quits. 

“Boo!”
Cried the Watchman as he locked the gate, “Oh, you must stay for dinner you can’t afford to be late.”

“The others will join you around the table at eight. All dead on arrival through these rusty gates.”

“Boo!”
Laughed the Grimm Reaper, “I guess heaven can wait!”

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