The scary house at the mall was anything but scary. The weird noises coming from the speakers placed in the Plaster-of-Paris skeletons made Priya laugh more than get frightened. So much for paying through your nose for this.
“Did you see how the usher smiled at us when we got in?” Priya shouted above all the howls and screams. “Will be our scariest adventure, he boasted. And that sinister laugh of his, I’m sure it’s a fake one – for the show.”
Arun shook his head. “He’ll hear a mouthful from me, just you wait. This sort of a rip-off should be stopped.”
They could see the light at the end of the ‘tunnel’ and sighed. Out of this madness at last. As they neared the exit, they could hear the weekend rush getting louder. Relieved, they stepped out.
The mall was empty. They could hear the people milling around, laughing, talking, kids screaming, and all the other sounds of the mall. But they couldn’t see a soul.
Then the noise died down. Slowly until there was pin-drop silence.
And then, behind them - they heard the usher laughing and telling someone -
"This will be your scariest adventure ma'am. Trust me."