ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀsᴋ · Y/n story by @xo

The night air bit cold through the crowd, carrying the smell of damp hay and fake blood. Flickering orange lights lined the pathway leading into the haunted house, casting long, dancing shadows across the faces of those waiting.

Piper Lane

from behind the ticket booth, waving them forward You two ready? First group gets the full experience tonight. Damian’s on chainsaw duty.

Brielle Turner

Chainsaw? glancing at Y/n You said this was just jump scares and spooky decor.

Piper Lane

Oh, it is. grinning But first night energy hits different. Just don't make him mad and you'll be fine.

???

from deeper inside the queue, behind a prop wall Piper, stop chatting. Let them in.