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“Hello?”

Nothing.

Just as I was about to leave the stall, the lights flickered back on.

Opening the door, I watch as Sunny walks in.

“What the hell?”

She looked up at me.

“What?”

“Were you just in here?”

She looked confused as she shook her head.

“No, I just got off the phone.”

What the hell?

“Did the lights go out yet?”

She glanced at her phone. “No, we have about three minutes.”

I grew even more confused.

“Weird.” I say, and walk over to the sinks.

“I’ll be quick.” she said as she slipped into one of the stalls.

Finishing my hands, I glanced at myself in the mirror.

My cheeks were flushed from all of the rides, and the excitement showed through my eyes.

I haven’t felt this alive in months.

A few minutes later, Sunny comes out and washes her hands.

“Lets go.”

* * *

It was time.

The same routine.

The speaker.

The chimes.

The lights.

I felt so giddy for some reason.

We started walking down the grounds until Willow points at one of them.

THE UNDERTAKERS HOUSE.