One day, for my nephew's 11th birthday, I got him a Battleship board game. He wanted to be in the marines, so I gave it to him. He loved it. He stayed at my house. At 12:00, he asked me if I could play with him. I responded with a yes. We began playing.
Except, I have never played Battleship in my life. I decided to take a look at the instruction manual. There was nothing in it. I thought it was a misprint, but atleast my nephew explained it to me. Suddenly, the light in the dining room went out. The manual shook, so I picked it up and opened it. There was an ouija board on it. I decided to play ouija with my son. Suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw dead people and bestiality. I ignored it and played the game.
I asked "Are there any spooky ghosts out there?" Suddenly, a hyper realistic ghost covered in blood came through the doorway. He touched "yes" on the ouija board. I asked him "What are you?"
He replied with the most horrifying quote ever.
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My nephew started crying blood. Suddenly, bloody blood came down the wallpaper, staining the walls with a blood-like red. My nephew died, and everything was normal. Except my nephew. He's in spookyland now.