Wait a minute Dave....
"Yeah if you guys go with me," Barbara stared at me.
"Are you chicken?" Your stare was harsher than hers.
"Fine!" She stated.
You fumbled for your keychain flashlight that you got from your
grandmother last Christmas. You hand the small flashlight over to
Barbara.
"Oh this is going to be a big help," Barbara stated.
"Be thankful you have something," you smile at her.
"Oh! Be careful with my keychain."
She doesn't laugh. Barbara slowly walked up the stairs, as if this was
a death wish. As she reached the door she lightly tapped it.
"Harder," Dave laughs.
"Shutup fatso!" Barbara screamed.
Dave crossed his arms over his stomach. Barbara again knocked on the
door, this time louder. She jumped as the door squeked open.
"Wait a minute Dave. If Barbara isn't as afraid as she say she
is. Maybe she could check out the mansion for us," you give
Barbara a devilish smile.
