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Eeeeeeeek!

With a shiver, Joey looked up at the old apartment building in front of him while locking his old bike on the side. Tilting his head in confusion, Joey couldn't help but mutter, "Am I imagining things? Or was that a scream?"

Brushing his arms to get rid of the goosebumps, Joey took a deep breathe before stepping into the apartment building. With a casual sweep of his eyes, Joey was able to notice the shabby cardboard signs near the elevator to the right of the entrance. His previous expectations for the haunted house were lowered even more.

Following the signs, Joey walked down the left hallway and finally found the entrance to the stairway on the other side. Glancing up at the handwritten sign with a messy "Toilet Wonderland" on it, Joey felt that he really found the wrong haunted house to go to.

"Is this supposed to be amusing? If it weren't for all the rumors on the forums, I wouldn't have came to check out this place. Well, I hope at least the money part of the deal is real, I still need to pay rent," Joey complained as he pushed open the door and entered the gloomy, concrete stairway.

Glancing at the cabinet nearby and the empty wooden chair, Joey couldn't help but frown over the lacking service of this amusement park. However, he was well-mannered enough to stay in place and wait.

Leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, it didn't take long for Joey to hear the door open up besides him. Glancing through the opened door, Joey noticed two unconscious middle-aged ladies sitting against the wall outside. A young man confidently strolled in before raising his eyebrows in shock once he noticed Joey.

"Oh? Another customer I see. Sorry for the wait, I was bringing down some unconscious visitors," the young man stated as he walked around the cabinet and sat down on the wooden chair.

"Hello, name's Pro, the manager of Toilet Wonderland. Are you here to try out our new haunted house?" the young man calmly introduced as he casually pulled out a form and a pen.

Joey pushed off the wall and walked over confidently as he glanced down at the form. After a quick glance over it and seeing nothing out of the normal, he simply signed it. He then glanced at Pro as he asked, "Is the money real?"

Pro's eyes sparkled as he replied while taking out a stack of cash, "Yes, yes! Of course. It's part of our limited time promotion. Here's your first easy 10 bucks for signing up, and you can earn up to a thousand dollars if you win!"

Pro then handed a 10 dollar bill to Joey, which he gladly pocketed. He then glanced over at Pro as he confidently asked, "What are the rules?"

Pro then calmly reiterated the rules of the games that he can now recite easily. After learning the rules, Joey nodded as he asked, "Can I start? I have all the time I want right?"

Pro's eyes glinted with a suspicious light, but it went unnoticed, "Of course. Please take your time. You can stay ... as long as you want, providing that you don't have anyone to worry about you."

Joey frowned a bit as he felt that there was something wrong with that statement, but he couldn't figure out what. So, he just simply nodded and strolled up the stairs.

Pro followed his back with his eyes as he licked his lips. Glancing at the illusory form that had no emergency contact number, Pro grinned as he recalled that the young man said he had no one to contact except his landlord.

"Since no one knows you are here, then I'm sure no one would mind you staying here forever," Pro muttered with a wicked snicker, "Well, let the others play with you first. I'll take care of you once I send those two service workers away."

Meanwhile, Joey calmly strolled up the gloomy, concrete stairways. Glancing around while being inwardly prepared for a jump scare, Joey was disappointed when he realized there was none even when he reached the fourth floor.

"You call this a haunted house? What kind of dumb design is this? There could be so much possible events in the stairway, but the designers completely left it as a boring climb? I've been to multiple haunted houses, but this is the worst one yet," Joey complained as he shoved open the fourth floor door.

Whoosh. Joey suddenly felt a cold breeze and couldn't help but feel a chill. He furrowed his brows as he glanced into the gloomy, straight hallway. His instincts were telling him that there was something wrong, but he couldn't figure out what. Eventually, he stopped thinking about it and stepped into the hallway.

Peeking behind his back, he watched the door slowly creak close behind him. However, it wasn't any of the suspenseful door slams that he expected in a haunted house, but the simple closing of an old apartment door. Joey began to have doubts that this is actually a haunted house at all.

"I would have expected that there would be some amazing scares in here since they had the money to do the promotion, but it seems this may be a rip off? Are they just throwing away money?"

With his hands in his pocket, Joey glanced around at the many doors in the hallway. Some were intact, while some had deep dents or scratches. After pondering a bit, Joey decided to explore the apartment rooms with damaged doors first.

"Usually, the ones out of the normal are the ones where the designers are signaling you to go. Of course, I can't rule out that the designer of this haunted house doesn't follow those rules. Still, to find 3 dolls in all these rooms, it seriously ain't an easy task. No wonder the pay is so high, I bet they expected us to give up," Joey muttered as he began to search through the apartment rooms with damaged doorways first.

To his surprise, he found nothing besides damaged apartment rooms. Glancing at the final apartment 441 with a damaged door, Joey couldn't help but compliment the effort that the designers put into damaging the building, "Seems that they are at least good at breaking stuff. I wonder how many times they smashed the walls with hammers to make all these cracks all over."

After admiring the room for a bit, Joey still sighed in disappointment because there was still no jump scare at all! Just as Joey turned around, he heard the creaking of a door down the hallway.

Glancing over, Joey noticed that one of the apartment doors had opened on its own. A doll quietly stared at him while laying on the ground with a piece of toilet paper tied to its plushy foot.

Joey raised his brows at this obvious bait while inwardly denouncing the lazy designers of this haunted house, "They are so lazy that they don't even bother to let you go find the trophy, but delivers it to you. I bet that's the only room they even have a jump scare in."

Joey rolled his eyes and confidently walked over towards the doll. As he got closer, he saw the toilet paper strip pull the doll into the apartment room as expected. Seeing the door close behind it, Joey scoffed as he still walked over.

Trying to open the door, he felt that it was locked. Joey then crossed his arms as he waited a bit while he commented, "Do they seriously take this long to get their actors in place? Shouldn't they prepare the scene before the visitor come in or have a quick reset time? What kind of shoddy layman did this haunted house hire?"

It didn't take long for the door to automatically creak open a crack while Joey rolled his eyes in annoyance. He gave the door a shove and watched it open to reveal a fairly clean living room.

With a quick search with his eyes, Joey locked onto the doll in the corner of the living room. However he saw nobody else in the room. Glancing at the couch that could probably hide something behind it, Joey sneered as he confidently walked towards the doll.

As he approached the couch, Joey suddenly sped up his pace and jumped forward as he yelled, "I found you!"

Unlike his expectations, Joey saw nothing behind the couch. Joey frowned and scratched his head in confusion, "Could they really be that lazy? Not even a jump scare? They just dropped the doll here and left?"

Joey strolled over to the plushy doll and picked it up. Glancing at the tiny smile on the doll's face, Joey gave the doll's face a poke as he told it, "It's this easy to earn 100 dollars?"

Whoosh! Joey raised his brows as he heard the toilet flushing in the bathroom. Glancing over at the closed bathroom door, Joey twitched his mouth as he muttered, "So, is the jump scare in there? But if so, why put the objective out here? There's no point in going in there since I already found my objective. Seriously, such bad design."

After a bit of complaining, Joey looked back at the doll in his hand. Suddenly, he tensed up a bit as he saw the frown on the doll's face. He clearly remembered that it was a smiling face before.

"Am I imagining things?" Joey frowned as he examined the doll back and forth to see if there are any mechanisms, but found none.

Creak ... the bathroom door creaked open a bit behind Joey, causing him to turn around vigilantly. However, after waiting a while, nothing came out of the bathroom. Joey frowned in disappointment as he calmed down and put one of his hands back into his pocket.

"Heck. I finally thought there would be something interesting happening, but it's only lazy effects that plenty of haunted houses overuse," Joey sneered as he strolled towards the front door, "It's clearly inviting me in, but what can you do if I don't go in? Seriously, I will write a bad review for the designer once I go home."

Grabbing the door knob to the front door, Joey tried to open the door only to find it stuck. Joey frowned as he clearly saw that the door was unlocked. Sighing a bit, Joey then turned around as he knew that he will have to find the key before he can go.

"Forcing the visitor to go where they want by locking them in. Such a lame design. I don't think this follows the rules. Pretty sure you can't lock visitors in ..." Joey muttered as he strolled towards the bathroom door.

Opening it with a shove, Joey glanced inside and saw nothing, which completely ruined his expectations.

"Heck, there isn't even a mirror in here! If there was a mirror, at least it could be one of those electronic jump scare mirrors, but there's nothing in here! Don't tell me that the actor is hiding in the bathtub!"

Joey complained out loud as he walked over to peek into the bathtub, only to see nothing. Sighing in disappointment, Joey then turned around and intended to walk out of the bathroom.

Suddenly, he froze in place as his eyes shrunk a bit. It was unknown when, but a lady had appeared and is now crouching in the corner of the living room at an unknown time!

Joey can hear soft sobs coming from the lady as his mouth twitched, "Woah, that was a bit unexpected, but isn't this jump scare trope way too overused? Will it be a faceless woman? Or maybe a scary face with make-up? I bet that's the worst extent it can get."

Walking over to the front door and finding that it's still 'locked', Joey then sighed as he strolled over to the 'actor' and patted her on the shoulder, "Yo, quit crying. Just unlock the door and let me out. This trick is overused. I won't get scared by it."

The lady stopped sobbing as she slowly looked up to reveal a cute charming face. Joey blinked his eyes in surprise as he muttered, "What? They can't even afford make-up now?"

"Hehehe~" the lady giggled as she glanced at Joey before she said in a creepy tone, "We don't need make-up here to scare visitors."

"Oh really? Then how do you scare them?" Joey chuckled in mirth while he held up the doll and poked it in the face, "With cute dolls like this?"

The lady giggled once more as she replied, "Like ... this!"

Then, Joey froze in horror as he watched the lady's head tumble off her shoulder, revealing a bloody neck that clearly looked way too realistic. Joey backed up a bit in fright before he calmed down while chuckling weakly, "Holy, I truly didn't expect that. That's a rare way. Is that one of those electronic heads?"

However, Joey felt palpation in his heart as he watched the lady's head giggle and stare back at him. Isn't this head ... too real?

Suddenly, Joey felt movement in his hand, as if something was struggling to get out of it. Glancing down, Joey noticed that the doll was now flapping its plushy arms around and glaring at him with a bloody red frown. Joey's heart skipped a beat as he tossed the doll to the ground.

"W-what? An electronic doll as well?" Joey cursed as he watched the doll plop itself up while pointing at him with its plushy hands as if it was angry at being thrown to the ground.

"Hehehe, nothing is electronic here mister," the lady's creepy voice echoed in the room as her headless body picked up her head and tossed it over at him, "Catch."

Joey dully caught the head and felt the smooth skin on the face along with the soggy, gross flesh on the open end of the neck. Joey gulped as he stared down at the charming face that was still giggling in his hands. His lips went dry as his heart clenched as he felt that something was very wrong.

Tossing the head out of his hands, Joey turned around and bolted towards the bathroom. Bam! He shut the door behind him and locked it as quick as he could. Leaning against the door, Joey slid down to the ground while feeling cold inside.

"W-What the f*ck is going on? T-that ... didn't feel like plastic at all ... did they use real human skin and flesh to make that head?!"

Joey shivered as he wiped his hands on his clothes to get the icky feeling off. His heart was pounding in fright as he recalled how wrong the situation was. He should have trusted his instincts and left once he felt that cold breeze at the start. How can there be a breeze when there's no windows, fans, or AC?!

Huhuhu ... Joey became more frightened the more time he had to think. Suddenly, he felt his stomach clench and gurgle.

"Sh*t ... now of all times ... at least I'm in the bathroom," Joey muttered as he checked to make sure the door was completely locked.

Then, he strolled over to the toilet and had a duel with Joey Wh*eler on it. At first he was still a bit frightened and was vigilantly staring around, but it wasn't long before the pain completely overwhelmed all his thoughts.

A while later, Joey weakly clambered off the toilet. The toilet paper automatically floated into his hands, preparing itself to be used. Joey was about to weakly wipe himself before he froze in place. He glanced down at the toilet paper with a pale face.

Feeling his gaze, the toilet paper lifted up a bit and waved at him as if greeting him. Joey's eyes shrunk as he finally screamed in fright, "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Blood spilled out of his booty as Joey limply fell to the ground and passed out against the bathtub. A puddle of blood gradually formed beneath him as it seems that he may bleed to death due to the scare.

The toilet paper wrapped extended and formed a mummy in front of Joey while staring at him. It then glanced back at its master that had materialized nearby while tilting its head in confusion.

I just wanted to say hi ... did I do something wrong?