Welcome, wanderer: My short haunted adventure started when the ghoulish Jessica was kind enough to let me inside. As a child I remembered coming through the same iron gate, but the ghost and her shades had left long ago.
I was late for a gig with some fiends at the The Musical Crypt inside The Haunted Mansion and I guess the zombie horn section had it in for me.
So I jumped in the Doom Buggy for a spooky ride with creepy ghosts and forgotten Halloween spirits.
Found secret passages and watched dancing specters on my way to The Secret Library.
The bride went mad, who knows what heart she broke or left behind for the corporate ladder and the sad reality show playing on a future cable channel.
I believe there are about 999 ghosts and ghouls who always have a great corporate party every night.
OptivioN 