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Click (text-colour:#eebefa)[[here]] to begin!(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Hello, Night Scout!]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Welcome to your first night on the job as a Night Scout for the 100% most reliable ghost hunting company //Scared Sheetless™//.
Your first investigation is at (text-colour:#fa5252)[666 Don't-Go-In-There Avenue], a house that has been said by neighbors to be haunted. They have reported seeing a tall, see-through apparition of a woman lurking past the house's dirty windows (and occasionally flipping them the bird).
Because it's apparently "morally unethical" to send you alone into a house where twelve people were viciously murdered with an axe back in 1972, you have been assigned a remote co-worker watching you through a GoPro strapped to your forehead (me, the person talking to you in your earpiece right now!) who will aid you in the investigation. My name is Casper (yes, that is my legal name and not some ghost pun).
As you read in the totally serious and legally binding terms and conditions, you have been provided multiple tools to hunt this spirit. I'll be with you every step of the way.]
(text-colour:black)[IMPORTANT NOTICE: You are legally obligated to complete at least ''one'' paranormal investigation in order to resign from the job.]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Shall we begin our investigation?]
[[Enter the disturbing home]]
[[Hell no, get me outta here!]](text-colour:#d0ebff)[No?
Damn, that's a shame. You could've hunted a really cool ghost! Oh, well. See ya!]
Try again? (click-goto:"Try again","Hello!")(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Hey, partner. Before we go in, I have a few important notes I wanna give you to help with the investigation. Which do you wanna hear first?]
[[Info about the ghost]]
[[Info about the home]]
[[I've heard the notes and I am ready to continue]](text-colour:#d0ebff)[Too bad! You missed the very convienently fine print written in invisble ink that says you *have* to conduct at least *one* paranormal investigation before quitting!]
Reluctantly enter the disturbing home (click-goto:"Reluctantly enter the disturbing home","Enter the disturbing home")(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Long spiel incoming...
In 1972, the owner of this home, Scott Jones murdered his wife, Mary, to prevent her from finding out about his secret love affair with his secretary. For some reason, people used to just kill their spouse rather than own up to being a piece of "sheet" as our company would say...
Other than that, we don't have much info on Mary besides that she was brutally murdered with an axe and buried in the basement, never given a proper burial. With cases like this, anger and resentment festers in the spirit and makes them angry and most times violent. You wouldn't *believe* how many therapy sessions I've had with angry, murdered spouses...
In summary, Mary is angry and our job is to get her out of this house. How? Well... We'll figure it out...]
Go back (click-goto:"Go back","Enter the disturbing home")
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[This home was built in 1960 by Scott Jones. It's a modest, two story home consisting of a main floor and a basement. The main floor includes a master bedroom, a living area and kitchen, and a bathroom. (Can you tell I'm the son of a realtor?)
The specific realtor of this home (who is not my father...) is pissed because he can't sell this home on the account of it being haunted. The realtor (who, again, is not my father,) said that if we exorcise this ghost, you and I (defiently not just me) will recieve a share of the profit of the house sale. That's just more of an incentive for us to exorcise this ghost!]
Go back (click-goto:"Go back","Enter the disturbing home")
(text-colour:#868e96)[//The front door slowly opens with a shrieking creak, desperately in need of some WD-40. The inside is dim, barely illuminated by the moonlight peeking through broken windows and some rotting wood in the wall. A dusty chandelier hangs overhead, swaying just slightly, even though there’s no breeze. One of its bulbs flickers even though there's no electricity in the home, blinking on and off like it’s trying to send a distress signal… or maybe just Morse code for “get out of here.”
The floor groans beneath each step you make. A long hallway stretches ahead, allowing you to see nearly every room. On the left side of the hallway is the master bedroom and nursery. On the right side is the bathroom and enterence to the basement. Finally, stright down the hallway, it opens into the living/kitchen area.
The house is rotting, for sure. It stinks, it's loud, it's moist, and it's creepy. The ugliest yellow wallpaper peels from the wall like it's trying to run away, there's water dripping from nearly every room, and there is a disgusting build up of mold that should definitely not be inhaled.
You hold onto the lucky pendant hung around your neck. Tonight seems like an appropriate time to wear it, seeing as you'll need all the luck you can get for this investigation.
This house isn’t just haunted. It’s deeply inconvenient.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff) [Alright, partner. Where do you want to look first?]
[[Master Bedroom]]
[[Bathroom]]
[[Living Room/Kitchen]]
[[Basement]]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/picture%202.jpeg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You enter the master bedroom and are met with a queensized bed that actually looks pretty nice to lay on right now, as well as a dresser with a vanity.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Man... These geezers back in the 70s were such minimalists. Where the hell is their TV play Fortnite?!]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You move over to the bed and take a seat on the edge. Suddenly, you feel a weight shift beside you, like someone just sat down beside you... As the shifted weight grabs your attention, you see a doll slightly hidden under the blue quilt. It's made of white porcelain, with dark brown hair, an intricately embroidered white dress, and a dead-eyed stare painted face.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Eugh, I hate dolls! Gross, gross, gross! I'm closing my eyes while you investigate this one!]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//What piece of equipment do you choose on the doll?//]
[[Ouija Board]]
[[EMF Reader]]
[[Ghoul-A-Roid Camera]]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/picture%203.jpeg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You enter the bathroom and turn on your handy-dandy Surelyfire flashlight to search the room. You see a toilet with suspicious, murky water, a tile bathtub, and a sink.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Previous investigators wrote they didn't get too much activity in here, so we shouldn't waste much of our time in here... Besides, I think I can smell that mold through the GoPro... Blegh...]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//As you prepare to leave the room, something to your left catches your eye. You turn your head, but... There's nothing there. You could've sworn you saw a reflection beside yours...//]
[[Leave the bathroom]]
<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/picture%201.jpeg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You enter the living room/kitchen area and see a red couch and various debris on the ground.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Hmm. You know, if it wasn't for the darkness and the fact that there's an angry ghost haunting this house, this could be a really nice living room. I think the realtor (who is still not my father) could really spruce this place up...]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You don't see much of anything to discover here. Still, you give one last look around the room, shining your flashlight around. You freeze in place when your flashlight shines on a pair of wide brown eyes peeking at you from the doorway of the kitchen.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Oh. My. God.]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//As soon as you and Casper see the figure, it vanishes just as quick.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[I am *so* glad I am not there...]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You grumble something incoherent and mean to Casper before moving to the next room. //]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Where do you go next? //]
[[Bathroom]]
[[Master Bedroom]]
[[Basement]](text-colour:#868e96)[//You leave the room and decide to move on to the next one. Where do you go?//]
[[Master Bedroom]]
[[Living Room/Kitchen]]
[[Basement]]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/picture%204.jpeg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//As soon as you reach the bottom of the stairs to the basement, you feel a heavy, daunting presence wash over you, making you feel heavy.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Man... I hate basements... It's like they're specifically designed to be scary...]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You remind yourself that this is the place Mary was burried. The place she was possibly murdered. You swallow thickly as you set the doll down in front of you, knowing it holds significance to Mary. You then pull out your equipment, knowing this is the spot you'll likely get the most information.
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[If you're gonna do anything, DONT. BE. RUDE. I do *not* want to have to pay to replace your equipment.]
What do you use first?//]
[[Ouija board]]
[[EMF reader]]
[[Ghoul-A-Roid camera]]
[[No. You've had enough of this. Get out of here!]]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/Freakyahhdoll.jpg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You sit the doll up on the bed and place the Ouija board inbetween the two of you. You can hear Casper whimpering as you prepare a few questions in your mind.//]
[[Is this doll important to you?]]
[[Why is your doll so ugly?]]
[[Casper says you're a boring minimalist.]]
<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/Freakyahhdoll.jpg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You point the EMF reader at the doll. It immedietly shoots up to an EMF level five.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Woah! That terrfying bane of my existance has some crazy energy to it! Let's take it with us for the exorcism.]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/Polaroid.jpg" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You aim the camera at the doll and press down on the camera button, and a bright flash of light fills the room. The photo prints, but it's distorted. The photo is completely black aside from a glowing orange in the corners, resemling a burnt photo...//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Hmm... That's weird. Everyone knows the Ghoul-A-Roid camera is the most reliable form of photography equipment! Let's try something else.]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//What piece of equipment do you use next?//]
[[Ouija Board]]
[[EMF Reader]]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Oh, God... You're gonna piss her off. I mean, that's exactly what I was thinking but come on, man! That's an inside thought!"]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//The planchette doesn't move, but you sense something around you. You turn your head to the vanity and you see, what you think, is the shadow of a woman, glaring at you. Suddenly, a drawer slams, and you take that as your sign to get out of there...//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Great goin', dude. Just grab the doll and get outta there before she decides to fling the dresser at your head."]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Where do you want to go now?//]
[[Bathroom]]
[[Living Room/Kitchen]]
[[Basement]](text-colour:#868e96)[//The planchette moves slowly across the board, spelling out...//]
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)[Y-E-S]
[[Why?]](text-colour:#d0ebff)[Wha-?! Screw you, man!]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//The planchette slowly moves beneath your fingertips, spelling out...//]
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)[C-A-S-P-E-R-?
L-I-K-E
T-H-E
G-H-O-S-T?]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Dammit, I forget Casper was a thing in the 70s...]
Go back (click-goto:"Go back","Ouija Board")(text-colour:#868e96)[//The planchette stills for a moment before moving quickly across the board to spell out...//]
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)[M-O-T-H-E-R-S
G-I-F-T]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[What kind of mother gives their child something so horrifying?]
Go back(click-goto:"Go back","Ouija Board")
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You place down the Ouija Board on the cold cement floor, sitting in front of it. You take a deep breath, preparing your questions.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Alright, remember what I said: DON'T. BE. RUDE. We are in a very dangerous spot right now, and you cannot afford to piss off the spirit now... Go ahead, and ask her a RESPECTFUL question...]
[["Why won't you leave this home?"]]
[["If we go on a hot date, will you stop terrorizing this place?]]
[["GET OUT OF HERE! NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE, YOU DAFT GHOUL!"]](text-colour:#868e96)[//You switch on the EMF reader, a blaring loud noise echoes through the basement as a constant EMF level 5 goes off. No matter where you point, the level remains the same.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Okay, OKAY! This area is obviously high energy! Turn that off before I lose my hearing!]
Move on to the Ouija board (click-goto:"Move on to the Ouija board","Ouija board")
[[No. You've had enough of this. Get out of here!]](text-colour:#868e96)[//You snap a picture of the basement, a bright flash covering the entire room. The picture is clear, but you don't see anything. Just the doll and the surrounding basement//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[WHAT IS THAT?!]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Confused by Casper's reaction, you squint your eyes, trying to find what you're missing. Your stomach drops when you see peeking wide eyes peeking from the wall.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[God, this ghost is freaky! Hurry up and use something else...]
[[EMF reader]]
[[Ouija board]](text-colour:#f03e3e)[//Scared Sheetless Co.™ — Totally Legit Terms & Conditions //]
Welcome, brave soul! By accepting your position as a Night Scout at //Scared Sheetless Co.™//, you agree to the following completely serious and definitely legally binding terms:
* Your duties include investigating the area for any paranormal entities, recording said entities, and reporting them back to your manager. And doing your best not to perish on the clock.
* You will be provided with the most advanced and modern ghost hunting equipment;
An Ouija Board
A ~~1999~~ //MODERN// Surelyfire Flashlight
A Ghoul-A-Roid Camera
Paranormal Dictionary
And an EMF (electromagnetic field) Reader
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Scared Sheetless Co.™ does (text-style:"underline")[not] guarantee any safety from the paranormal and is not responsible for any spiritual attachments, possessions, unimaginably excruciating death by ghostly hands, and/or lost items.//]
Do you accept these terms and conditions?
[[Yes]]
[[No]](text-colour:#868e96)[//You drop your backpack and sprint up the stairs, your footsteps thudding against the wood.//]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Hey, what are you doing?! Don't leave! We're so close! I need this money!!!]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Casper's panicked, frantic words through the earpiece are muffled in your ears. You tear the GoPro and earpiece off and bolt out of the house. The night air is brisk as you bust the front door down; freedom has never felt so relieving. You run past the company van that brought you to the cursed house, the driver of the van shaking his head. He's seen this plenty of times before with previous investigators.//]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//You eventually made it home safe, free from any spiritual attachments or possessions. However, the next morning, you received a letter in the mail from Scared Sheetless Co.™, firmly and quite vulgarly expressing their disappointment in your "fleeing of the scene" and will not be compensating you for any time and emotional stress caused by your investigation.//]
[[Game Over]](text-colour:#eebefa)[Hey, Caydence here! Thank you for playing, even if you went the cowardly route! Hey, I don't blame you. I wouldn't have even gone in the first place. But maybe you wanna try and finish the honorable route? Or at least complete the game the "right" way?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯]
Try again? (click-goto:"Try again?","Hello!")(text-colour:#d0ebff)[WHAT? Why would you ask that?! Do you seriously think that's going to-]
//(text-colour:#868e96)[To your surprise, the planchet slowly, ever so slowly, moves to yes. You blink, feeling the heavy air grow lighter. You look up in front of you and see the ghostly apparition of a woman. She's smiling bashfully at you..]//
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)["All I ever sought after was true love. Loneliness is what has kept me trapped and miserable here. You have saved me from a cruel eternity. Thank you."]
(text-colour:#868e96)[//Casper is stunned. You can only hear his confused stammering.//]
[[Date dat ghost!]](text-colour:#d0ebff)[You may actually be the dumbest person who has applied to this job. I'm not even going to be mad when this ghost snaps your neck...]
//(text-colour:#adb5bd)[The basement begins to violently shake, objects clattering to the floor. Amidst the chaos, an apparition of a woman appears. She looks pissed...]//
(text-colour:#f03e3e)["HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME WITH SUCH INSOLENCE?!"]
//(text-colour:#adb5bd)[Her voice booms and echoes across the room. The room shakes harder, knocking you to your knees.]//
(text-colour:#d0ebff)["You're just like all the rest. To think I offered you grace by not slamming you into the wall the moment you walked in here... You will die here with me, and I will never let another investigator, nor man, know peace ever again!"]
//(text-colour:#adb5bd)[The last thing you feel is your head twist. You don't hear the sharp snap that follows. You don't feel your body hit the floor. You don't hear Casper's heavy sigh and "Here we go again..."]//
[[You are dead]]//(text-colour:#868e96)[You watch as the planchette slowly moves its way around the board, spelling out...]//
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)["A-N-G-E-R"]
//(text-colour:#868e96)[Just as you're about to ask your next question, the planchette begins to move slower, more vulnerably...]//
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)["L-O-N-E-L-Y"]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[Damn... That's so sad. Usually, we just assume that any angry ghost is just a demon or a bitter old dude who nobody cares about, but she's just a lonely lady!
Maybe you can try asking her how you can help her?]
[["Is there anything I can do to help you?"]]//(text-colour:#868e96)[You watch as the planchet slowly moves its way around the board, spelling out to you:]//
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)["C-O-M-P-A-N-I-O-N"]
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[A companion, huh? Well... I don't really know how we can help with that...]
//(text-colour:#868e96)[An idea comes to you. Your trusted lucky pendant was only so lucky because it carried the ashes of your beloved pet frog, Mary Jane, who was appropriately named after your love of... Spider-Man characters (yeah, Spider-Man characters...)... You figured, if it would work, you could sprinkle some of Mary Jane's ashes and leave her as a companion for Mary.]//
//(text-colour:#868e96)[You take your lucky pendant off, unscrewing the top, and sprinkle some of the ashes in front of you. Suddenly, a pale, ghostly woman reveals herself to you, and in her hand, you see your beloved pet frog, Mary Jane. The woman is smiling down at Mary Jane, and Mary Jane, although lacking human expression, seems to be smiling back at her.]//
(text-colour:#ffa8a8)["All I ever sought after was a true love. Loneliness is what has kept me trapped and miserable here. You have saved me from a cruel eternity. I can move on now. Thank you."]
[[Watch her go]]<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/HolyMary(jane).png" height="300px" width="auto">
//(text-colour:#868e96)[The woman nuzzles her cheek against Mary-Jane's froggy face and slowly rises up from the ground. She looks to you and gives you one last grateful smile before disappearing.]//
(text-colour:#d0ebff)[What. The. Hell. //What// was that? //Why// was that? I need a new job...]
//(text-colour:#868e96)[With Mary now moved on, you and Casper consider this investigation solved. The next morning, you receive a check in the mail for a whopping $50.]//
//(text-colour:#868e96)[666-Don't-Go-In-There Avenue is renovated under Casper Sr. Jones and sold for $600,000. And, to no one's surprise, you did not gain a single cent. You sneer as you watch the local news and see Casper being covered for being "The Man with the Most Yachts." That bastard... But, your heart is full, and your mind is soothed knowing that Mary is free and is taking care of your beloved Mary Jane.]//
[[The end]]
(text-colour:#eebefa)[Hey, Caydence here! You got the good ending! Congrats! I hope you enjoyed playing this. I had a great time making it. Just for fun, for being kind to Mary, I have a trophy of sorts for you!]
[[Claim your trophy]]<img src=https://caysspot.neocities.org/988832F4-687B-4F61-90EB-7B4B48C9EC12.png height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#eebefa)[Great job, Night Scout. Thank you for playing!]
Play again?(click-goto:"Play again?","Hello!")<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/kokomo.webp" height="300px" width="auto">
//(text-colour:#868e96)[Somehow, you manage to set up a romantic (or at least, as romantic as you can make it) setting at broken kitchen counter. Her ghostly figure sits across from you, and somehow, despite being cold and gone for years, a rosy red color is in her cheeks. ]//
//(text-colour:#868e96)[You two share a nice "dinner" of half of a granola bar you had stuffed in your pocket. You caught her up on everything she missed the past few years, and she told you tales of olden times, when everything was groovy, dude. Casper had to awkwardly third-wheel. ]//
//(text-colour:#868e96)[As you could imagine, a paranormal investigation has never ended this way before. You were paid handsomely by Scared Sheetless Co.™ and by various news stations that covered yours and Mary's story. You showed Mary a love she never got to expierience. You retired early at age 25, and now you and Mary are living a very lavish life in Kokomo. ]//
[[The End!]](text-colour:#eebefa)[Hey, Caydence here. What a great ending, huh? Thanks, I wrote it myself at two in the morning. ☺︎
I hope you enjoyed playing, and I applaud you for getting this sweet ending with Mary! It is exactly what I would've done.
Want to play again? You won't find an ending as nearly good as this one, but it may be fun for you to see the others!]
Try again?(click-goto:"Try again?","Hello!")<img src="https://caysspot.neocities.org/YOU.png" height="300px" width="auto">
(text-colour:#eebefa)[Hey, Caydence here.
Wow, man. Just wow. I'm surprised you got here. Did you do all that for the love of the game? Free will? I put in some really stupid, silly options for you to choose, and you chose to be a jerk? I had an option where you could date her. //DATE HER!// Isn't that what everyone wants?! To date a freaky 70s ghost lady?! Dating sims are all the rage now, and you chose //THAT//. Man... That's unique.
Not only did you get yourself killed, but you also ruined every other life of potential investigators who would be much kinder than you and help poor Mary! Nice going...]
(text-colour:#eebefa)[
Wanna try again and be a DECENT PERSON this time?]
Try again? (click-goto:"Try again?","Hello!")