2 -2014- | A Haunted House

A man’s voice, shaky but theatrical, narrated: “What you are about to see is real. This is the sequel. The first haunting was bad. This one… this one has production value .”

The lights went out. The grandfather clock chimed fourteen again. When they came back on, the Ouija board was on his cot. The planchette moved. It spelled: S-T-E-V-E—then—D-I-E—then—C-U-T—then—L-A-U-G-H. a haunted house 2 -2014-

The tape showed a family—mom, dad, two kids—sitting on the same living room floor where Steve’s cot now sat. They looked exhausted. Dark circles. Twitching. Then a title card appeared, handwritten in marker: A HAUNTED HOUSE 2 — 2014 — A man’s voice, shaky but theatrical, narrated: “What

The second night, the piano played itself. Not a song—just one note. Middle C. Over and over. Steve unplugged the piano from the wall. It had never been electric. He slept in his car. This one… this one has production value