There’s an old story that no one ever likes to talk about in Dizzywood. It’s a scary story that will get you in the mood for Halloween.

We’re not even sure that we should tell it now, because it’s said that anyone that listens to the story and retells it will…

..Did you hear that-deep voices-coming from below our feet-the sound of awakened Jaguar Ghosts-and it sounds like they’re-

Sssshhh! We can’t let them know that you’re listening! We’ll try and tell you as much as we can before it gets too dark.

Strange behavior began to haunt Dizzywood years and years ago. We weren’t around then, but this story has been passed down from generation to generation from explorers just like you.

It all began when people started exploring the Crystal Catacombs and hiking deeper into Elder Mines. Explorers got greedy, and began taking every crystal their little hands could grab, stuffing everything into their backpacks. One explorer, no one can remember her name, swore that she heard voices coming from within the walls. She closed her eyes hoping that when she opened them the sounds would go away. But they didn’t. The voices grew louder. Ear-piercing as if they were getting closer. She looked behind, calling for her partner, “Is that you? Where are you? I can’t see you!”

The small torch that she held to guide her through the mines soon blew out. The air around her grew cold and she found it harder to breath. Remembering she had a flashlight in her backpack just in case, she reached back to pull it out. When she took it out, she realized that it felt lighter then usual. There were no batteries! Someone had taken them out!

We’re sorry, but we cannot continue with the story. It is getting much too dark now, and we shouldn’t take the risk. What do you think happened next? Do you have a scary story to share? Let’s hear it!

How scary was this story?