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It was beautiful. The castle was beautiful. While it held its gothic look it still had some modern touch. Revolving doors were the main ones Lilith had noted. It was interesting. But unlike Johnny, She wasn't in aw. She felt like every step she took would lead to something so wonderful yet so..., unpleasant. Like if she went in there she would gain something but lose everything. And for once she had cared. Not just for johnny but herself. But she knew that she couldn't stop Johnny.
"Woah." Now that they were finally in Lilith knew where the feeling had come from. Every monster you'd think of in your child's nightmare was here in front of them. Do you know that saying what is there in the day is there at night? Well, that was a lie. Oddly enough none of them looked scary. well, Maybe the big Frankenstein that Lilith can see a while away. That was mostly because of how tall he was. Lilith was actually kinda happy. Her little goth heart not only loved the castle itself. But, those inside it. "Woah indeed."
Before she and Johnny had gotten to explore They had been grabbed by their shoulders and dragged to a dark small space with such speed. If Lilith had to guess she would say a closet but that was just because of how stuffy it was. "Hey, what's the deal man!" The thing, or rather the man, who had grabbed them had backed up allowing them to see him and the scowl on his face. "What are you doing here?" The man had not answered but instead chose to ask a question himself. And unlike most, he didn't let them answer. Instead, he went on a paranoid rant. Lilith didn't get much of what he was saying. Just an 'Oh no poor Marcus and mavis' or 'You should have never came' And finally at the end 'I can't let them see you like this.'
"relax we just got lost," I had debated for a moment what to do but the further the man had gone into his spiral the more my options had narrowed down. And then it was clear. "We'll leave now." Both men had disliked it greatly. For different reasons. "No! They can't see you." A frown had made its way to my face but in a way I understood. "Yeah, I agree!" Johnny had shouted. I really hope this closet is soundproof. "I Want to stay and see their costumes." Costumes. "Johnny," I sighed getting ready to explain the situation. "Costumes." For the first time since we had entered the closet. We Had no time to think considering he had taken our bags, which johnny had a problem with, and shoved clothes in my direction. while working on johnny. It was clear he was giving me privacy. Respect.
"It's rather pretty." It was a modern take on a goth dress. I hummed in content that it didn't differ much from my regular outfit. "Augh I'm Frankenstein." Johnny had looked like Frankenstein, or his cousin I guess. I had giggled while Dracula, or who I assume is Dracula, rolled his eyes mumbling out a no. "Sir?" Dracula had looked up eyes widening. I couldn't exactly tell what he was thinking. "What am I?" Whatever his thoughts were could wait i need to complete my costume. He looked around handing me a set of fake fangs that I shoved in my mouth. Dracula had looked us up and down nodding in approval. "Perfect."
He wasted no time pulling us through the lobby aiming for the door with one thing on his mind. His plan however was foiled when a guess had come up to him. He hid us under his cape which I found rather comfortable. But I still wanted to remember every bit of it so I had peeked out looking at all the creatures. And like the building they were beautiful. But I forgot one important detail. I wasn't watching johnny. I had easily escaped from the cape and hurriedly look around before anything could happen. Because despite not admitting it. He had the worst luck. A familiar shriek had caught my attention to see a red blur running toward me. It was johnny. "What happen!" He had not answered instead huffing. I tried to keep up but had tripped. Unfortunately, Jhonny did too. Into a witch. On a broom. We quickly flew off and the higher we got the more I had to throw up. But I was relieved of the pressure when we crashed. I had closed my eyes waiting for the crash but instead, I was trapped mid-air. "Who.."
