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Kiwi had been okay with helping the boogeymen in cleaning up Amityville, up until the moment they left him with a cackle outside the Haunted House.
He scratched his head and stared up at the old boarded windows. Why was it he had a suspicious feeling someone had set them up to this?? ... After all, what business was it of his the crumpled love notes the scarelings snuck to one another, or the snotcorn bins and candy wrappers they left in a bottomless maze?? ...
Either way, he shrugged his shoulders and got to work. Every wrapper and piece of crumpled paper in it's place, he dusted off the front steps and continued inside.
It was true that there was a fair bit of dust just inside the building, and portals had their way of just appearing heedlessly. So it was, halfway through a sweep of the floor, Kiwi suddenly found himself slipping from a musty room into the interior of a much different place.
And standing in this room was a figure wearing a familiar white coat. Kiwi's grip on the broom was forgotten as he summoned his weapon, blade poised warily as he eyed the hunter. He knew the hunters could occasionally slip through the portals as well, but his instincts told him to err on the side of caution.
"What are your kind doing here??"
Nerpin