"You shouldn't have come here, Josey," Malcolm's ghost cackled. "But since you did, I'll give you a ride you'll never forget!"
Josey pushed open the creaky door and stepped inside, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. The air was thick with dust and the smell of decay, but she detected a faint scent of gasoline and motor oil. Suddenly, she heard a faint humming noise, like the sound of a trike engine roaring to life.
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Following the sound, Josey made her way to the old go-kart track, where she found a trike sitting alone, its engine sputtering. A piece of paper was taped to the handlebars, with a cryptic message scrawled in Malcolm's handwriting: "The ride never ends... Meet me at the funhouse at midnight."
As the clock struck midnight, Josey entered the creepy funhouse, where she found a room filled with old carnival games and a giant, spinning teacup ride. Suddenly, the lights flickered, and Malcolm's ghostly figure materialized before her.