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When I saw the ad in the local paper, "Night Watchman needed. $1,000,000 per hour, no experience needed,
When I got to the corporation building, it looked spooky. There were lots of Jack-O-Lanterns outside and pictures of spiders on the windows. "What the frick,
I was settling into the security room to watch the cameras when I saw a binder on the desk. "What the fricking frick.
'''Rule 1:'''
'''Rule 2:''' If all the lights shut down,
'''Rule 3:''' If you hear her screaming, or laughing, or crying, or see her smiling, or holding a knife and smiling, or rattling chains, just ignore her.
'''Rule 4:''' If you see one of the bathroom pipes burst and start spewing all over the place,
'''Rule 5:'''
'''Rule 6:''' At 3:33 AM,
'''Rule 7:''' Have fun lol xD!!!
"Whoa,
Just then, all the lights shut down. I was too scared to dab on the haters, and I wondered if the haters were dabbing on me. That was a terrifying thought and I peed from my big cock. When I finished, I got my flashlight, and found the binder full of rules. I read rule 2 once again, which
'''Rule 2:''' If all the lights shut down,
I bet that was really cool to read again. I got up from my chair, and headed to the basement. There were lots of plastic spiders and cotton webs on the walls. On the basement door, there was even a cartoon cutout of a goblin and a witch. This was getting serious now, but I was wearing a Tap Out t-shirt and a backwards cap, so I believed in myself, and I knew I was even more special than Elsa and all of the Avengers combined. I opened the door, and headed down the creaky wooden steps. I heard a voice calling out to me by name. It was certainly spooky, but I remembered to use my natural defenses to my advantage. I sprayed a thick mist of butthole ink down the stairwell, and that kept the spooky voice at bay. On a shelf to my right, I saw something shiny. Like in a video game, when
I turned the power on, but before I reached the security room again, I saw a girl standing in the hallway. She looked like the girl from The Ring, but I assure you, it was even spookier. "H-hello,
'''Rule 3:''' If you hear her screaming or laughing, or crying, or see her smiling, or holding a knife and smiling, or rattling chains, just ignore her.
"Holy moly,
I
Suddenly, the phone rang.
'''Rule 5:'''
I was beginning to think these rules were something I should take seriously. Maybe it
I spent the next half hour chilling like a dope, lit gangster, but then I remembered something. It was 3:32. There was something important about 3:33. I shrugged it off though, because I was listening to fresh beats on my AirPods. Just then, a Frankenstein, a mummy, and a werewolf burst in through the door. I was so shocked, spooked, and seduced, that I quickly looked through my binder. Did you remember rule 6? Probably not. Here,
'''Rule 6:''' At 3:33 AM,
A silver fork? Where could I find a silver fork? How could I defeat a Frankenstein, a mummy, and a werewolf within one minute? How could I be the hero the world needed? Luckily, I did all that, and everything was good.
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