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  The teens enter the house and emerge into the living room. It's a dark room, decorated with odd funture and creepy pictures hanging from the walls. A loud scream vibrates through the house...
"Crap," Carmen yells, "Something just brushed up against my chest". The room starts spinning and things get a little crazy. Several men emerge from oblivion with sharp hatches in hand. The candles flicker out amd the room is pitch black.

"What's going on?" Brad yells as he turns on his flashlight. A beam of light darts across the blackness and hits Carmen's body. Her torso is cut in half. Blood and guts spew from her open wound onto the wooden floor.
"My God, what kind of sick game is this?" Sue clamors.
"Help me!" Carmen cries. Everyone screams in horror...
The candles oddly flicker back on. Carmen is sitting on a large black sofa, laughing nervously, with body intact.

"I felt lightheaded for a few seconds, Carmen said smiling, "but I'm good now."
"Your fricking body was sliced in half," Jose yelled.
"What happened to the hatchet guys?" Jose inquired.
"What hatchet guys? Bill said. Everybody looks at each other dazed and confused.
"I think we've all been smoking way too much weed tonight." Bill snorts. The teens are a bit unnerved, but everybody was fine.
"Come-on guys," Brad said, "lets continue to explore the house."

Are you kidding me? First Carmen is sliced in half and then she's not. It makes no fricking sense. Who writes this garbage anyhow? Oh well at least nobody got hurt... So, where to next?