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ppaltagon · 5 years

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pentagon scenarios with each member of how they would be in a haunted house (those fake theme park ones!) if you don’t mind!

Thank you for your request^^ I shall split this into two parts because it got a little longer than expected

[Maknae line]

Hyung line:

Jinho:

oh lord this is starting badly

I have no idea how you’ll even get him to enter that haunted house but let’s pretend you did

probably with candy or smth lol

screeching

lots of it

is very aware that he should be the one protecting you, but he’s too scared for it

he tries putting his arm around you once but gets startled when you turn to look at him

somehow ends up clinging to you throughout most your time inside the haunted house

you aren’t actually as scared as you are cautious of Jinho freaking out next to you, so you put your arms around him in an attempt to protect him

there’s this one pitch black room he’s especially afraid to go into

you see the people in front of you go through it just fine, so you assure Jinho that you two will come out unharmed as well

but luck isn’t on your side - just when you’re in the middle of the room, something falls down from the ceiling, right onto you and Jinho

this time you both scream and run for the exit

having left the room, you take a last look back, realizing it was just a black wig dangling from the ceiling

there will be lots of Jinho’s cute noises and screams, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t find them adorable

but the relief when you two are finally out of there and you can feel him relax a little is bigger

Hui:

…

he will try to act tough and take your hand before walking into the house, telling you not to worry because he is right by your side

he will most certainly also be the first one to scream like a baby

“Oh, that surprised me,” - with that stupid grin of his

in the meanwhile you are shivering next to him, unconciously moving closer

he realizes you’re actually scared and puts his arm around you, guiding you through the haunted house

you’re almost out when you see a blood-smeared person lying in the dark corner of the last room, and you refuse to pass it by

at the back of your head you know that that cannot possibly be a real corpse…

…or is it?

when Hui tries to lead you through the room, you shake your head, tears welling up in your eyes

“Wait here,” he says, and lets go of you to approach the person

just when you want to scream at him to stop, he suddenly holds the “person’s” wig in his hands, and then the head, proving to you that it was just a doll after all

you manage to get out of there, and a few minutes later you can hear some staff yelling

“Who of you was it that started dismantling our props?!”

needless to say, Hui apologized for about an hour to the staff and assured them he would pay for a new doll

Hongseok:

convinced you to go to the haunted house with him

knows you’re scared of dark, spooky places and is determined to take away your fear

holds your sweaty hand all the way through and refuses to let go

“If we’re going down, we’re going down together.”

“…not that anything bad’s gonna happen to us.”

“Hongseok…?”

“Yeah?”

“Just stop talking for a moment.”

it doesn’t take you long to realize that the silence scares you a lot more than Hongseok’s rambling annoys you, so you silently curse yourself for telling him to shut up

you hear a scary noise coming from around the corner and instinctively jump closer to him

“What is it?” he asks and you point at where the noise came from

but it doesn’t seem like he heard it

are you imagining things now…?

that’s when the noise is heard again

so Hongseok carefully walks towards the source with you and makes sure you know there is no real danger

he rubs your back to comfort you, and somehow by the time you walk out of the haunted house you’re not so scared anymore thanks to him

the others get suspicious as to why you were in there for so long, and they start teasing Hongseok how he shouldn’t do inappropriate things in a haunted house of all places

but you step in and defend him, feeling very thankful for his patience

Hyojong:

oh dear lord, another one who can’t handle scary things

will ask you to hold his hand the entire time

will probably also scream the entire time

tbh you two just dash through the haunted house in record time together, not really taking in many of the surprises waiting inside

when you reappear next to the rest of the members within a few minutes, none of them are really impressed

they start complaining that you should walk through the house properly

so they end up shoving you inside one more time, this time threatening to have dinner without you later on if you don’t at least stay in there for 15 minutes

which is long for two people who are scared af

so as a revenge you two start plotting a prank on the others later on

planning goes rather well while you’re still in the queue, but both of you immediately forget about your plans as soon as you enter the haunted house

scary noises here, some weird dolls there, and not enough light to feel safe from any monsters jumping out around you and kidnapping one of you

you’re holding hands again and both your fingers are cramping around the other’s hand so much that nothing and nobody could separate you

or so you think

until a “ghost” (ergo, a person wearing a white sheet with some cut out eyes and mouth) appears in front of you and starts chasing you around, then running past you inbetween you and Hyojong, forcing you to let go of each other because neither of you wants to touch the scary creature

with horror in your eyes you stare at each other, before you two link arms and slowly proceed further, hoping the 15 minutes will be over soon and that the ghost will leave you alone now

Shinwon:

look, we all already know how this is going to go

he is literally scared of EVERYTHING, so he must’ve lost some kind of bet to go into that haunted house with you, because within the first three seconds he will already have attempted to jump into your arms for you to carry him around like a scared puppy twice

you’re more annoyed than anything that you’re stuck with him in a haunted house, so while he whines a few steps behind you, trying not to lose sight of you in the dark building, you just want to get out of there as fast as possible

little does he know that deep inside you are at least as afraid as he is, you’re just a bit better at hiding it

you enter the next room and something loud passes by right above your heads, probably even touching him due to his height

the next second you can feel him clinging to you from behind

your heart starts beating like crazy, but you tell yourself to play it cool

at least one person in here has to keep their calm, right?

come the next room, you hear layered laughing

even though you know full well that it’s just an audio track playing somewhere, it freaks you out

and Shinwon doesn’t seem to deal with it any better than you do

once again, he reaches for you for support, but this time you’re not prepared at all

you whirl around and scream at him, leading to him screaming at you

you stand there like that for probably a minute or two, looking like idiots

when you both go silent and realize how stupid you must’ve looked, you burst out into laughter

“So you’re scared too, huh?” Shinwon asks.

you nod

“Is this why you didn’t want to go in here with me?”

you wonder if now’s the time to be honest with him

hesitantly, you answer

“…I didn’t want to look uncool in front of you.”

“What should I say? I’m supposed to man up and protect you here…”

he holds out his hand to you and gives you an honest smile

“Let’s just be uncool together.”

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horrorkingdom · 3 years

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Crazy Bus

Crazy Bus is a short scary story about a boy who takes a ride on a strange bus and gets the fright of his life.

For years, my parents had told me about the crazy bus crash that happened near our house years ago. One morning, just days before I was born, my mother had been out in the garden, plucking weeds, when she heard a horrible noise. It was a series of high pitched screams, then a screeching of tires, followed by a tremendous crash. All of the people in the area rushed out of their houses to see what was going on.

Down at the bottom of the old coach road, they found black tire marks leading to a nearby cliff. When they rushed to the cliff edge, they saw the wreckage of a bus down below. It had apparently driven straight off the cliff and crashed on the jagged rocks at the bottom. The people ran down to where the smoking wreckage was lying strewn about, in an effort to help the survivors. They were horrified when they discovered that it was the local school bus and all of the passengers on board were their own children.

The bodies of the dead kids lay tangled in the twisted metal. Some had been thrown out of the bus as it fell and their bodies had smashed against the rocks, killing them on impact. Others had been decapitated by flying glass and shards of metal inside the bus. The parents were screaming and crying as they found the mangled remains of their sons and daughters in the charred wreckage.

When the ambulance and fire department arrived, they found no survivors. Every single child on the bus had been killed in the crash. It was the most horrific disaster the area had ever experienced. In one horrible moment, an entire generation had been wiped out. The parents of the dead children were inconsolable.

A few days later, a huge funeral was held for all of the kids who had perished. People came from miles around to pay their respects and share in the grief. Almost every family in the area had lost a child in the accident. Some had even lost two or three. Almost 40 small coffins were lowered into the ground that day.

An inquest was held shortly afterwards, and police got to the bottom of what had happened and finally determined who was to blame for causing the terrible crash. It seems that a mental patient from the local insane asylum had escaped the night before. He had broken into the bus station and stolen a driver’s uniform. That night, he lay in wait until the doors of the bus station were unlocked. Then, he crept aboard the school bus and drove out through the gates without alerting anyone.

That morning, he drove the school bus around the countryside, picking up all the unsuspecting kids who were waiting by the roadside, on their way to school. He was dressed in a bus driver’s uniform, so nobody suspected a thing. Once he had collected every kid on the route, the mental patient floored the accelerator and drove at high speed off the cliff.

The people in our area never forgot the terrible accident that escaped mental patient caused. When I was growing up, there were not very many other children to play with. Most had been killed in the crazy bus crash. The only kids that survived were those who had been too young to attend school at the time.

The story I am about to tell happened when I was thirteen years old. My parents allowed me to go to the movies at the theater in town. I met a bunch of friends there and we had a great time watching the movie. Afterwards, we lost track of time and it was very late by the time we decided to go home.

I must have been waiting at the bus stop for half an hour before I realized that I had missed the last bus. Cursing myself for being so careless, I wondered how I would manage to get home. It wasn’t all that far to walk, perhaps a mile or two. But the roads were treacherous at night because, in our area, there were no street lamps to light the way. A lot of people had been hit by cars as they walked in the darkness.

I found a payphone and called home. My mom answered and I told her I’d missed the last bus home. She began to panic, telling me that my father was out and had taken the car with him. She wouldn’t be able to pick me up. I told her I’d just walk home, but she begged me not to, saying that the roads were much too dangerous at that time of night. Even worse, it was beginning to snow, which meant that even if a car did manage to see me in the dark, it probably wouldn’t have time to brake before it hit me.

She said she would try to contact our neighbors and see if they would be able to drive into town to pick me up. After I hung up the phone, I began to get impatient. Eventually, I decided that the only thing I could do was walk home by myself, so I set off and hoped for the best.

I was walking along the lonely country road in complete darkness, trying not to trip over a pothole or fall into a ditch, when I saw headlights coming up over the hill behind me. Whether it was a car or a bus, it was coming up very fast, and quite noiselessly through the snow-covered road.

As it drew nearer, I could make out the outlines of the vehicle. It appeared to be a bus and my only hope was that the driver would be able to see me in the dark and stop for me. It came round the bend of the road, and bathed me in bright white light. The headlights blazed through the darkness like a pair of fiery meteors.

I jumped to the side of the road and waved my handbut the bus passed me at full speed and for a moment I feared that I had missed it. But then I heard the screech of brakes and the bus stopped dead a short distance ahead of me. I ran as fast as I could and came up to it just as the door swung open.

As soon as I stepped in, the door shut behind me and the driver took off again at full speed. The bus was dark inside but as my eyes began to adjust, I could see that it was almost full, despite the fact that it was late at night. I found a vacant seat and sat down, resting my weary legs.

The atmosphere of the coach seemed cold. Colder, if possible, than outside, and there was a strange and disagreeable smell. I looked round at the other passengers. They were all silent. They did not seem to be asleep, but each of them stared straight ahead. The deathly quiet was unsettling and the smell was quickly becoming unbearable.

I felt much too ill to say anything at all. The icy coldness inside the bus chilled me to the bone and the strange smell was making me sick. Shivering from head to foot, I turned to the young boy beside me and asked if I could open the window.

He didn’t answer. He didn’t even blink.

I repeated the question more loudly, but still got no answer. When I could no longer stand the stench, I reached across and tried to open the window myself but the latch broke off in my hand. It was then that I realized the window was covered in cobwebs and mildew. In fact, every part of the bus seemed to be in a terrible state of disrepair. Almost decay. The leather seats were crusted with mould, and the floor was literally rotting and breaking away beneath my feet.

I turned to the boy beside me again and asked “What is wrong with this bus?”

Without saying a word, he turned his head slowly and looked me in the face. I will never forget that look as long as I live. My heart turned cold and all the blood drained from my face. His eyes were wide and seemed as if they were popping out of his head. His face was as pale and leathery as a corpse. His bloodless lips were drawn back, showing big yellow teeth.

The words that I was about to utter died upon my lips, and a dreadful feeling of horror came over me. I became aware that everyone on the bus was staring straight at me with the same ghastly look on their faces. Their awful faces were covered in rotting flesh and their clothes were covered in dirt. Only their eyes, their terrible eyes, were living; and those eyes were all staring menacingly at me.

A shriek of terror burst from my lips as I ran down the aisle, threw myself against the door, and tried to open it. In that single instant, as the bus door swung open, I heard a mighty crash and the bus rocked to and fro like a ship in a storm at sea. Then, I heard many voices, children’s voices, all screaming in unison and I felt a crushing pain before everything went black.

It seemed as if I had been unconcious for days when I woke up and found my mom was by my bedside. She told me I had fallen over a cliff, near the old coach-road. The only reason I hadn’t been killed was that I had landed on a deep snowdrift that had accumulated on the rocks beneath. I was discovered at daybreak by a local farmer, who carried me to the nearest hospital. The surgeon found me in a state of raving delirium, with two broken legs, a broken arm and a deep cut on my forehead.

The place where I fell, my mom told me, was the same exact spot where the horrible school bus accident had happened, thirteen years before. Now, you can believe what you want. Some people may call me a liar and others may say I’m just crazy, but I know that thirteen years ago, days before I was born, I was a passenger in that crazy bus crash.

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