“Just a prank,” she whispered to herself. “Neighborhood kids.”
“It’s just an old house,” Kaori said, staring at the iron gates. The wind laughed through the broken windows. Behind her, Yuki clutched a flashlight like a sword. “You say that now,” Yuki whispered. “But everyone who’s gone in after dark… comes out different.” Kaori smiled. “Then let’s see what kind of different I become.” kaori and the haunted house
"You’re going to get us killed," Leo whispered, his knuckles white as he gripped his flashlight. He was standing on the sidewalk, refusing to step past the gate. “Just a prank,” she whispered to herself
She pushed the gate open. It screamed on rusty hinges—a sound straight out of a B-grade horror movie. Kaori sighed. "Theatrical," she muttered. “Just a prank