Realistic or Modern They Say It's Haunted.

[FirstAidan]

"Looking around". I said, shaking off the past events without much thought. "I'm setting up a shot in the living room. But I think if we just walk around with a camera we could fake some scary stuff. Then job done."


" Oh but shut the door". I shut the front door behind the latecomer. "It tends to slam"

 

[JaCrispy]

He gently closed the door behind him and looked at his surroundings. " This place is really cool , perfect for a scary movie "


He entered the room and stood next to Aiden. "So what do you need help with"

 

[FirstAidan]

"Erm. Well no one else seems to be ready to help. So shall we set up the living room? We can figure it out from there, I guess." I suggested picking up the camera bag from the hallway.


"OR. Film one on us entering the house. Filmed footage. Blair Witch shit"

 

[JaCrispy]

He thought for a moment " I could film you walking in , but we need to set up for it first" He grabbed a camera and walked around trying to find the perfect angles.

 

[FirstAidan]

"Okay. I mean. I'm literally just walking In Not in character or nothing right?"


I didn't want to be that need character that I'd Been drawn up with.

 

[JaCrispy]

"Yeah just walk in you probably don't need to be in character, just wait two seconds till I finish this " he put the camera in place and double checked the angle. "Right okay it's set up now , we can start" he quickly pressed record.

 

[Avocados'N'Bravado]

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Octavia had arrived in her own vehicle like a couple of the others had, and her Lamborghini came to a roaring halt outside the supposed "haunted house". She knew this was going to be exciting, she could feel it in her- bones. She turned off the car, deciding to leave her not so casual "Queen Bee" oufit in the passenger seat just incase she didn't shoot just yet, or for whatever reason, and climbed out of the yellow car. She had dolled herself up with some help to acheive her look and she was quite pleased with herself. Octavia cast a gaze at the looming house, the smallest smirk coming and going. Dashing up to the house's door she knocked a couple times. She knew the others were inside due to the cars, and the time. She was used to being fashionably late. "Guys? Open up!," she called through the door. Her eyes focused on all the cracks and chips in the wooden door, and then the surrounding, while she waited, hands at her stomach.