Chapitre 84: The Corndogs of Tender Reminiscences

Indeed, what in hell was that?

"Maybe we hallucinated," Miguel says, as the three of them stroll on the main avenue of the amusement park. "Or maybe the light and shadows played tricks on our eyes."

Gabriel shrugs. "The bottom line is, we were not harmed. Nothing bad happened. We got spooked, that's all."

"If that had been a legitimate ghost, then I'd choose to come face to face with that than an actual living, breathing serial killer," Claire says.

"Fair point," Miguel says.

If anything, that strange experience in the horror booth was indeed an experience of a lifetime, just what the brochure promised. Gabriel also realizes that Claire's bodyguards would only be a fair distance away—they were probably in the tunnel, too, and that they were not alone, if that turned out to be a real person.