Dannielle Says: 

Last night was the first time in my life I legit thought I was about to be murdered. You guys, I can’t explain to you the room that Kristin, Sloan and I almost had to sleep in…but I can tell you this..

After we decided to leave the murder room, we were putting stuff in the car and heading to what we hoped would be safety and not an alternate universe where we were still in the murder room… but anyway, we were putting stuff in the car, I was loading the trunk and Kristin and Sloan were waiting on me to unlock the doors and i hear two tiny faint screams and then FROM ABOVE MY SELF A LEG THE SIZE OF A TREE TRUCK DESENDS UPON ME AND I SCREAM IN A WAY I HAVE NEVER LET MY FACE MOUTH SOUND. I literally, in my mind, i can’t you guys, this leg was attached to a demon that was going to slice my head off. I almost pooped my pants. Then after my terror I look up and it’s just a boy running and he was like ‘UH, SORRY’ and i stood frozen for at least 12 seconds before i screamed ‘OH MY GOD I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.’

Kristin Says:

YOU GUYS. LET IT BE KNOWN THAT THERE IS THE MOST HAUNTED ROOM IN ALL THE WORLD LOCATED IN OSWEGO, NY. LET. IT. BE. FUCKING. KNOWN.

We walked in the room and the first thing we saw was a lamp SLASH demon-summoner and an oaken-type wardrobe thing SLASH where you keep dead bodies. Then we walked more into the room and saw A GIANT MIRROR THAT MOST CERTAINLY HAD THE ABILITY TO SUCK YOUR WHOLE SELF INSIDE OF IT WITH ITS TERROR. 

Then Dannielle went to pee and came screaming out of the bathroom, saying, “OH MY GOD THE SHOWER CURTAIN SOMEONE PLEASE CHECK BEHIND IT BC THERE IS A MURDERER BEHIND IT IM SURE!” So I tried to push the curtain back but couldn’t because I knew it would end in my bloody death… 

Then a few other things happened which mostly involved all of us screaming and me gasping for breath and us running to the car (WHERE WE WERE ALMOST KILLED BY A DEMON DEMENTOR FLOATY THING THAT TURNED OUT TO JUST BE A BOY) and getting a hotel in Syracuse.

Lastly, here is a blurry picture of Sloan and I screaming on the bed by the mirror. Be careful, because I am certain that at any moment all of our souls can be sucked right into that picture slash mirror: