Pumpkin see, Pumpkin do

You arrive in the Theatre bright and early, and wait for your friends to meet you. You are still shaken up from events the other night, and nearly jump out of your skin when your friends race up behind you and pat you hard on the back.

“Morning” you say sheepishly. Before you let them get anything out, the story from last night spills out of your mouth. Every strange detail is accounted for. Once you finish, your friend’s faces are left pale and shocked. It quickly unfolds that they all had similar events occur last night; Waking up at 3am, smelling strange smells and hearing even stranger noises.

An older Habbo overhears you all talking in hushed tones. He walks over with a nervous look on his face, “You aren’t the first Habbos to notice the strange things that happened in the Hotel last night. Ever since that book was read out, things have been doing things they shouldn’t. Some say whatever this is might be linked to the writer of the book, Vladimir Sartini. He used to live in the Castle in the haunted forest, but anyone who ever tried to go there never came back…”

You look across at your friends, ‘We have to find him and get him to help us stop this.’
They all look at you with a unified determination, ‘Let’s go’…

Meet your friends