The beam from Tarquin's flashlight cut through the darkness, and for a split

second, he was reminded of a character from an anime.

No-Face.

Yeah, that was it. No-Face.

Except this No-Face had to be at least seven feet tall!

But unlike the quiet, eerie No-Face from the anime, the figure in front of him was growling like a grizzly bear!

Not exactly true to character.

Tarquin had a pretty good guess about what was going on. He pressed his lips together, about to ask when a sudden noise rustled above his head.

He looked up—and nearly dropped his flashlight.

There, hanging upside down from a tree branch, was a ghost!

A ghost, with its face covered in what looked like blood. In fact, its whole body

was smeared in red-pretty gruesome at first glance.

Tarquin couldn't help but roll his eyes a little. After a beat, he called out,

"...Evan, Bernard."

yanked off the No-Face mask, his eyes wide

you know it

off the blood- soaked sheet, peering at Tarquin

gave us

noticed a fresh

what happened to your

smacked by

Tarquin: "?!"

over the house. If I didn't come back with a battle scar, she wouldn't have let it go!

one bit

about stealing the bed sheets at home.

caught him in the act today, totally lost it,

only regret is I didn't get

solemnly. "Yeah, I like

couple days-once Great-Gran gets some new

said if you steal her bed sheets again, she'll

to him conspiratorially, "Then you help me next time! She adores you, Evan. If you get

shrugged helplessly. "That's true, but Bernard, did you forget? She said

Bernard: "..."

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