‘…And one Record Player.’ Alex read from the list she prepared for this special event. She and her friends would be visiting allegedly haunted “Black Warehouse” a warehouse that was accidentally set “ablaze” inside. Chris Alex’s younger cousin carefully placed record player next to other ‘artifacts’ they needed experiment. ‘Done done!’ ‘A-Are you sure is safe..?’ Brianna muttered Alex. ‘This very ritual. What if we get hurt?? Or worse explode-’ ’Oh cut it out Bri.’ Ethel off. “We’ll fine! Besides we’re all in together. I’m hoax.’ ‘Say last people who apparently ‘went missing’ crap.’ Dylan grunted as he sat down near Chris. The group took what could their moments looking at peers environment music box. ‘Just.. Read damn off again so can over with.’ sighed annoyance. Alex equally annoyed with Dylan complied keep peace. “A bottle of alcohol 5 cups Party lights “Fireworks” An old-school lighter A microphone Candles vinyl Vera Lynn’s Meet Again” And most important part… Player.” looked up list eyes meeting Brianna’s first. Poor petrified. picked second piece paper back some solace uneasy time decided it. ‘A s-song made r-remember good times forever… Through death a-and through life... W-We’ll meet again. These “flames” p-passion sorrow are how w-we forget our fate… How s-survive d-day... Until consumes us…’ pauses looks C promptly puts Vinyl onto player. Each member fills cups deep red wine. They take swig. Then couple more. It’s been almost an hour everyone wasted. They’ve laughed. Cried. Argued even. But now do sing together dancing around “bonfire”. ‘Let's say goodbye smile dear Just while dear must part Don't let parting upset you I'll not sweetheart We'll again know where when I we'll sunny day Keep smiling through like always do ‘Till blue skies chase those dark clouds far away~!!!’ Laughter joy erupted room until sudden stopped. song somehow... Reversing itself… things got even worse. dreaded noise behind Ethel Brianna knocking fire. ‘D-Did that..? funny…’ asked concern. ‘N-No... ain’t it...’ slurred body swaying side. ‘I ain’t... Do...’ were met face “burned” beyond comparison bloody socket nose melted hollow gaping maw. This seemingly humanoid figure. shoulder creature has dislocated rest either charred away or turned into crisp. figure now identified corpse stands there silently. Even though corpse appears slowly turns its head slightly hear long breaths breathing energy consuming process. stood horror. couldn’t move. breathe. anything. touched bony jagged hand. More dead rose corpses apparitions surrounded group them separated groups 5. moan groan closing on smile “crackling” faces. finally pauses… Tsssssssss… fire! fireworks! ablaze. door too “hot” open. It didn’t matter anyways because locked. slammed themselves against panic. Over over his popped socket. screamed wasn’t real. not— ‘W-We’ll a-again...’ began sing tears running contorting smile. ‘Don’t Don’t w-when...’ suddenly starts well. Their filled confusion amongst “fire”. sang passion attempting drown “burning” pain them. ghosts joined choir death. sang danced “raging” fire suffocating smoke brought together truly wanted escape from. fireworks started. end story. That is more decide join “party”…