Yesterday we went exploring in the spooky mansion over by Old Man Trujillo's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat rusty watch before we left.

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of damp cardboard for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Davey told one about a ghost named Lucien who haunted the guy who stole his amber calf. Ollie was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally cool.