Jenny and Angie had been planning their road trip for weeks. Jenny, with her brunette hair cut short, was busy packing snacks while Angie, her best friend with long fiery red hair, double-checked their playlist. With their bags packed and eager smiles on their faces, they hopped into Jenny's car and set off on their exciting adventure.
"I can't wait for our slumber party at the old house in Cleveland," exclaimed Jenny as she adjusted her seatbelt. Angie nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
As they drove along the winding roads towards Cleveland, they sang along to their favorite tunes and chatted about all the fun things they were going to do. Finally reaching Cleveland, they found themselves standing in front of an ancient-looking house that seemed straight out of a spooky storybook.
"This is it!" announced Jenny with a grin. "Our very own spooky mansion for the night!"
With flashlights in hand and giggles echoing through the halls, Jenny and Angie explored every nook and cranny of the old house—finding hidden passages behind bookshelves and secret rooms tucked away behind tapestries.
After enjoying a delicious picnic dinner by candlelight in one of the grand rooms, it was time for some late-night fun. The girls settled down on cozy blankets surrounded by flickering candles as they shared funny stories that made them burst into fits of laughter.
Suddenly inspired by the eerie ambiance around them, Jenny suggested taking selfies using only dim candlelight as illumination. As soon as she clicked her camera's shutter button in the darkness, something unexpected caught their attention—a shadowy figure lurking at the end of a hallway!
Startled but curious about this mysterious presence in what was supposed to be an empty house; Jenny grabbed onto Angie's arm tightly as they cautiously approached where they saw the figure disappear.
Following sneaky footsteps up creaking staircases led them to an attic filled with dusty trunks—a perfect place to hide clues or treasure! As if summoned by fate itself; amidst layers of forgotten belongings sat an ancient map tied up with twine.
