Once upon a ghostly night, in the small town of Hauntsville, lived a grumpy old man named Mr. Jenkins. As Halloween approached, the neighborhood kids decided to play a trick on Mr. Jenkins. They plotted to make his old barn seem haunted.
With fishing strings and hollow gourds, they created a spectacle of floating pumpkins. They spread a vile mix of beetroot juice and chocolate syrup across the barn floor, to imitate the color of blood. Using a portable speaker, they played eerie sounds that echoed through the night.
On Halloween night, the plan was executed flawlessly. The barn filled with eerie sounds, the floor looked stained with gore, and the floating pumpkins created a supernatural ambiance. The kids invited Mr. Jenkins to his ‘haunted’ barn. As he stepped inside, he let out a high pitched shriek and ran out, white as a sheet! The kids could not contain their laughter.
But then, the unexpected happened. One of the kids noticed something unusual – the floating pumpkins were actually moving against the wind, not with it. Just then, they heard a deep, thunderous voice from behind, “Hope you boys weren’t making fun of my barn.” The kids turned to see a huge grinning Mr. Jenkins, holding a remote control and wearing a devilish grin. “Looks like the tables turned eh, boys?”