Karen and her friends Jimmy, Doug, and David were avid ghost hunters in their town. They were always excited to find a new location that no other ghost hunters had explored. Karen and her friends were driving around after midnight on a windy night, bored of not being able to find a new location. Just as they were about to give up, David said, "Stop!"
Doug replied, "You scared the crap out of me. I almost ran the car off the road!"
"Sorry, but I just remembered when I was just a little boy, I used to walk down this old dirt road with my best friend, Tommy, and we used to read the writings on the tombstones. Tommy told me a family of witches were buried in this unmarked cemetery. Of course I had nightmares quite frequent that the family of witches would come out of their graves and kill me someday. But when I got a little older, my friend Tommy told me he made the story up just to scare me since I was so much younger than he was. He knew I was a scaredy-cat and would probably have nightmares. Boy was he right: I had so many nightmares about that cemetery that I wouldn't step foot on that dirt road if you gave me a million dollars. Now that I'm so much older now and not afraid of any ghosts. I think it would be pretty cool to check out the cemetery I was so afraid of so long ago," explained David.
Doug answered, "Well, since we're all here and there have been no exciting ghost sightings, we may as well check out the cemetery for any witches."
Doug drove the car down the old dirt road and as he approached the location of the cemetery he said, "Look I think I saw something by one of the tombstones. It's probably nothing."
Karen laughed and said, "It's probably one of the witches welcoming us to the cemetery."