nihilistichedonism:
“Mm, they probably would. The sprinklers might go off, if there’s any.” Ari murmurs lowly, squeezing his arm even tighter now in eager anticipation as they enter the building. He’s more than glad to lead them into the dark, though he’s also the first to reel back with a shriek ( one suspiciously delighted ) when they turn the corner and encounter an atrocious, ghoulish deformed figure jumping at them from seemingly out of nowhere. The figure mimics grabbing motions with its hands, coated in fake blood, caked with dirt and sporting comedically long claws. Ari manages a mix of both what seemed to be a squeal and a laugh, tugging Mioto past them in a hurry to the next portion of the haunted house. “God! I thought my heart was going to stop!” Ari remarks gleefully to him above the sound of shrieking and various other, unnerving sound effects.
He grits his teeth to avoid screaming , instead pointing a stern finger at the ghoul “ No ! Stop that ! ” The actor , of course , doesn’t , and its only response is to grab at the two. He’d fight them , but Ari was already on the move , so he’ll let it go ... this time. “ Man , imagine getting a heart attack in one of these things and becoming an actual ghost ... ”
No ! Don’t even think about that !
He stares at the ominous mirror down the long stretch of hallway , illuminated mist covering the floors . “ This has gotta be some sort of distraction right ?” Eyes darting left and right , he doesn’t see any hidden doorways , but that’s kind of the point right ? “ D-do we run for it ? ”
