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It was the night of Halloween.The sound of black bats and vampires made Emily's legs turn to jelly as she fell to the hard concrete footpath. Emily got up and she tiptoed fearfully and slowly into the dusky dark spooky haunted house that was standing right beside her.It's roof was all ripped and fallen apart it looked like it had red bloodshot eyes.Shivers came trembling down Emily's boney spine as she slowly crept closer and closer inside the house. Emily reached into her brand new purple Kathmandu rucksack for her girly pink torch but suddenly................. she felt ghostly fingers creeping up her arm which made her freeze to a sudden stop.