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Gabby was feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as she walked up to the haunted house attraction with her tinder date, Troy. She had always loved the thrill of a good scare, and she had been looking forward to this date for weeks.
As they made their way through the various attractions, Gabby couldn't help but feel a little disappointed by Troy's behavior. He seemed more interested in checking his phone and complaining about the long lines than in enjoying the spooky fun. Gabby tried to brush it off and focus on having a good time, but it was difficult to ignore the constant negativity coming from her date.
Despite Troy's grumbling, they managed to make it through several haunted houses and mazes without incident. But as the night wore on, Gabby could tell that Troy was getting more and more tired. He begged her to call it a night and go home, but Gabby wasn't ready to give up just yet.
"Come on, Troy, there's one more haunted house left," she pleaded. "We can't leave without going through it. It's supposed to be the scariest one here."
But Troy was having none of it. "I'm done, Gabby. I'm tired and I want to go home. You can go in if you want, but I'm not setting foot in that place."
Gabby was furious. She couldn't believe that Troy would rather sit outside and pout than join her in experiencing the final attraction. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should give in and just go home with him. But the thrill seeker in her won out, and she made the decision to go in alone.
As she walked through the dark, creepy corridors of the haunted house, Gabby couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. The haunted house was designed to look like an old, abandoned asylum, complete with peeling wallpaper, flickering fluorescent lights, and rusted medical equipment scattered throughout the rooms. The atmosphere was tense and foreboding, and Gabby could feel the hair on the back of her neck standing up as she made her way deeper into the attraction.
She came across a room filled with mannequins dressed in tattered hospital gowns, their glassy eyes seeming to follow her as she passed by. In another room, she was startled by a jump scare from a figure dressed in a clown costume, its painted smile twisted into a grotesque leer.
Despite the scares, Gabby was having a great time. She loved the rush of adrenaline that came with being scared, and the haunted house was delivering on all fronts.
Gabby was having a great time as she made her way through the final room of the haunted house, a dimly-lit chamber filled with fog and the sound of distant laughter. But as she approached the end of the room, she was confronted with a strange tunnel adorned with flashing lights and swirling patterns on the walls.
A sign hanging above the tunnel read "Hallway of Hypnosis." Gabby chuckled to herself, thinking it was just another cheesy haunted house gimmick. But as she stepped into the tunnel, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of disorientation wash over her. The flashing lights and swirling patterns seemed to swirl around her, pulling her deeper into the tunnel.
Gabby found herself walking slower and slower, her body moving of its own accord. She tried to resist the hypnotic pull of the tunnel, but she couldn't seem to break free.
Suddenly, Gabby stopped walking and stood frozen in place. She was completely entranced by the flashing lights and swirling patterns, unable to move or think. She was completely at the mercy of the hypnosis, and she had no idea how long she stood there, lost in the trance.
Gabby was completely entranced by the flashing lights and swirling patterns, unable to move or think. She was completely at the mercy of the hypnosis, and she had no idea how long she stood there, lost in the trance.
As time passed, she became aware of people walking by her, their footsteps echoing through the tunnel. She could hear their confused whispers as they wondered why she was standing there, motionless and unresponsive. But despite their curiosity, nobody stopped to help her.
She could hear the sounds of the haunted house fading into the distance as more and more people passed her by. She was completely alone, her mind trapped in the hypnotic state. She couldn't even call out for help, her body and voice completely paralyzed by the trance.
As the last echoes of footsteps faded away, Gabby was left standing in the empty tunnel, alone and helpless. She had no idea how long she would remain there, lost in the hypnotic state, and she couldn't escape the fear that she would be stuck there forever. You see, this was just another run of the mill cheesy haunted attraction room, but Gabby was born with a gene that makes her very susceptible to hypnosis of many kinds. The average person would've been fine in the tunnel as it was designed as nothing more than a prop for the show but to Gabby it was the real deal.
Just when she thought she would be stuck there forever, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. She felt a rough hand shaking her shoulder, and a gravelly voice calling her name.
"Hey there, missy. What are you doing standing here all alone?"
