"We get in free, cause I helped put it together!" He giggled hysterically.
"Funny man." So much for her first date's noble character. He wouldn't even support the United Way. Alice admired the back of his profile. It was his best side, she decided, less to see of him.
"See... they have this propane torch shoot fire out through that oversized mouth you have to walk through. There's this guy lifts a rope to hold back the people so they don't get burned. Pretty awesome. I thought of that one myself!"
Alice grabbed hold of the railing and peered down to see what in the heck he was talking about. Sure enough flames shot through the opening like a fiery tongue and she could hear the authentic screams of the kids from her high school.
For once, Alice was glad Harry had done something. It would have scared the beegee's out of her having to face that part of the spook alley close up.
"Come on..." He volunteered, possessively taking her hand again. They both felt it. The old building shifting it's weight.
The added burden of the frame of the spook alley lifted and settled into tearing and grinding sounds. The people within it were loving it. They thought it was part of the package deal. Screams of laughter erupted into the air as pipes burst and hissed.
At the same time, the guy manning the propane torch got his cue. He let fly with a burst of flame. It shot up in crazy patterns, hitting the crepe paper and cloth drapes on fire.
Alice wouldn't let go of his hand. "I'll bet I can save more people than you can!"
"What? You're crazy!" But she saw she had caught his attention. He'd never lost a bet yet.
"All right... what's the reward?"
She was already running down the gangplank they were standing on, her face flushed in the growing heat. "Anything you want! Just get a move on."
Harry paused for a second as what she said hit him between his beetle wing eyebrows. "Wow..." and he was after her like a shot.
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