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One morning, I woke up and thought to do something instead of sitting around. I had gotten a message from my best friend saying that a new haunted house was open. I told him that I'd go. Once we got there, no one was there. It started raining. We went inside and heard footsteps. I didn't know what it was because again, there was no one there. After a little bit of investigating, I found out that there was a box under a wooden plank near the footsteps. I opened the box, only to see a picture. In a split second, my friend was on the ground, grappling a mysterious creature. I said that we had to leave immediately, and not try to fight. He refused. He managed to throw the creature in a locker as we ran as fast as we could away from that house. When we arrived at my place, we observed the picture more closely. I will never forget this image.
