Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

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I walked forward, slowly.

Magic Bunny's Fantasyland.

Everything had stopped, and it was dark.

A silent amusement park, in itself, was enough to conjure up truly terrifying thoughts.

All the more so if I was the one walking at the very front.

'Huuuu...'

Is this what it would feel like, hiding in a haunted house, dressed up as a ghost?

I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry about the fact that I was searing a Security Team uniform now.

One thing was certain. The strange sense of stability I'd felt inside the mascot suit was now gone.

...It has its pros and cons, but I couldn't help feeling the tension rising.