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"I am not so sure about this, Y/N...." Dmytro gulped nervously as we walked up to the haunted house.

"Dmytro, you'll be alright. I promise you, it's not that scary." I giggled out loud and shook my head. Kissing his cheek as a sign of always being there for him, I took his hand in mine and led him into the haunted house.

"All right..." Dmytro started to walk around the house with his confidence building up, "this isn't so bad, after all-" And just like that, a clown sprung open from the closet, making him shriek in horror. "Oh my god! That was the most horrifying thing I've ever experienced in my life!"

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly and shook it off, "meh. It wasn't that scary, to be honest." Walking up to a mirror covered in cobwebs, I stared at the reflection of myself before I saw a ghost jump out of nowhere.

"Oh, crap!" I screeched in a high pitch, which made Dmytro laugh. "Not funny, Dima." I gave him a death stare and all he did was roll his eyes at me.

"Now, you feel me, Y/N?" Dmytro cracked a smile at me as he gently kissed my forehead. Rolling my eyes, I nodded my head and decided to continue with roaming around the haunted house.

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"Y/N? Where are you?" I heard Dmytro's voice shout out, which had the effect of me call out where I was.

"Over here, Dima." My hands flew up in the air and waved over at Dmytro. He followed using the clues where I standing. As soon as he reached the room where I was located at, I pointed towards the coffin that was on display in the middle of the room.

"Ok, that is actually pretty creepy..." Dmytro's green eyes widened at the sight of the coffin. "Should we open it to see what's inside?"

"You basically volunteered, so go right ahead." I stepped out of the way and let him walk up to the coffin. His hand that was shaking due to the nervousness rushing through his body, slowly made its way up to the coffin and carefully opened it to find a skeleton jump out of it.

"AHHH! Jag officiellt flippa hat hemsökta hus..." Dmytro exclaimed in Swedish, which he usually did when he was really frightened or he was in a negative mood. "Y/N, when can we get out of here?"

As he turned around, he realized that I was gone.

"Y/N?" Dmytro called my name out and still no reply. I didn't tell Dmytro this, but I was actually good friends with the people who were in charge of the haunted house; aka Connor Brown and Brendan Leipsic. They wanted me to bring Dmytro in this year for some sort of initiation or whatever.

Dmytro continued to walk across the room until he saw my body covered in red stuff, which was really just fake blood.

"Oh..." Dmytro started to choke up, "please tell me it's not true." He then swiped his finger around the puddle of blood and examined it for a second. "Wait a minute," he looked at it more thoroughly, "this is just fake blood. Y/N, you can wake up now."

"Aww," I woke up and looked into his mesmerizing and captivating green eyes. "That didn't work?"

"No..." Was all his reply before two people lurked behind him and yelled. "Please stop with this! If I yell one more time, I swear, I may be close to a heart attack..."

"Dima, relax for a second," Connor and Brendan spoke up before removing their scary masks. "It's just us, Brownie and Leipy..."

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