WHO: @frccdxm EVENT: Fright Fest LOCATION: Haunted House
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A solid shriek and pair of flailing hands for about the seventh time since she entered the house, again. “Hey! What did I tell you about jumping out at me!” Camila scolded at the man dressed as a clown. She’d only came in alone to retrieve one of the children in her care, only to get half way inside and have her text to say she had got out safety. Spotting a prop of a pirate, she makes no hesitation ripping off the wooden leg and holding it like a bat. “See this? I will lamp you one if you do that again, now be gone you creepy oaf!” The fear was real, much to the amusement of those who knew her, if they were to see her, she was sure. Armed and ready to strike, Camila continues her journey trying to find her way out, coming to a slow halt when she hears something move around the corner. Fingers tighten around her weapon as she takes a deep breath and waits for something to jump at her.
