When we last left our intrepid heroes of Aston and Mike, they were traipsing through Dave's makeshift torture chamber that he constructed out of a haunted house. Suddenly, Mike turned a corner and found... something! Aston could feel his breath run cold as he turned the corner, as he dashed around the bend, a pair of glistening yellow eyes faced him, pupil-less peepers attached to a ghastly green face, with elven ears and freakishly sharp teeth!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! HOLY SHIT! DAVE HAS AN ACTUAL MONSTER?!?!" went Aston, picking up a prop chair off the ground, as if the demon before him was some kind of circus lion. "Back! Back you monster, Be gone!" went Aston, thrusting the chair forward.
"Hahahahaha! Relax, Aston! It's still me!" Mike replied. "I'm just wearing...the haunted maaaaaaaaaaask, oooooooooooh!" he teased, waving his fingers around.
"Wha...?! Buh? Dude!" scowled Aston, throwing the chair to the floor. "That seriously wasn't funny! I thought I w