“Come on you guys, it’s eleven o’clock.  We need to get to the old mansion before midnight.  Does everyone have their sleeping bags with them?”

“Yeah,” everyone said, except Ashley.  Spencer looks up from her clipboard.  “Ashley I didn’t hear your voice.  Do you have you sleeping bag?”

“No Spencer I don’t.”

“Why not?” She asked.

“I thought I would share yours tonight,” Ashley said, looking at Spencer sheepishly.

“Oh!”

“Come on, you two are not going to do the freaky thing with all of us in the same room,” Madison whined.

“That’s right, I do not want to hear my sister’s moans of passion while I’m trying to sleep.”  I only want to hear mine and Madison’s moans of passion, he thought to himself smirking while wiggling his eyebrows at Madison.

“Well it’s too late for me to go home and get my sleeping bag, so you’re all stuck with me sharing Spencer’s space,” Ashley said defiantly, childishly sticking her tongue out at everyone in the room.  Spencer giggled.

“Ash you’re welcome to share my space with me anytime.”  Everyone moans and grumbles. 

“So you kids ready for your midnight rendezvous at the mansion on Beeker Street?” Arthur Carlin asks.

“Yeah, yeah!” They all sang.

“Alright than load up and let’s go.  I’m going to do a head count before leaving just to make sure I know exactly who’s going and that you all are picked up.  Spencer.” “Here.”

“Ashley.” “Here.”

“Aiden.” “Here.”

“Glen.” “Present and accounted for.”

“Oh brother,” everyone moans.

“Chelsea.” “Here.”

“Kyla.” “Here.”

“Sean.” “Here.”

“Madison.”  “Present and here with my man.” 

“Oh brother,” everyone moans again. “Get a life,” she reply’s. 

“Clay.” “Here.”

“And Sherry.” “Here.”

“Good! Everyone hop in, there’s plenty of room for everyone.  Paula we’re leaving.  Is everything ready,” he whispered.

“Yep!  They are going to get the scare of their lives tonight,” she said laughing. 

“Great! I’ll be back in one hour.”

“Okay sweetheart, be careful you know you have to drive by that spooky cemetery.”

“Oooooo! Stop Paula you’re scaring me,” he said laughing back.

/ / / /

On the ride over Glen had questions about the mansion.  “So how long has this mansion been abandoned dad?”

“Oh, for about thirty years I think.”