The Haunted Holidays
[creaking door] "Welcome, foolish mortals, to Santa's Playhouse! Mwu-ha-ha-haa!" [dog howls]
"Please, come into the firelight, won't you?"
"Our candles are made with only the most festive blood-red wax. It helps bring out the holiday spirits, you see." [wind blowing]
[water drips] "Don't mind the cobwebs; we find they give the Playhouse a homey feel."
"Now, I'm sure you're just dying to meet Santa, aren't you?" [heart beating] "Well, here he is! Ahahahaha!"
"Loook into my eeeeyes..."
[door slams] [running feet]
"Wait, where are you going, my friends? Don't you want your Polaroid? Only $12.99!!"
Beth A., Deanna T., and Bradley W., hurry baa-aaack. Hurry baa-aaack!
"Please, come into the firelight, won't you?"
"Our candles are made with only the most festive blood-red wax. It helps bring out the holiday spirits, you see." [wind blowing][water drips] "Don't mind the cobwebs; we find they give the Playhouse a homey feel."
"Now, I'm sure you're just dying to meet Santa, aren't you?" [heart beating] "Well, here he is! Ahahahaha!"
"Loook into my eeeeyes..."[door slams] [running feet]
"Wait, where are you going, my friends? Don't you want your Polaroid? Only $12.99!!"
Beth A., Deanna T., and Bradley W., hurry baa-aaack. Hurry baa-aaack!
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Creepy Cakes,
Oh-So-Ugly
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