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The plan was to go to the haunted house put on by the Moose Club just like every Halloween. It's usually pretty nifty if a little corny and predictable. You know, a chainsaw-wielding madman, a guy in a Freddy Kruger mask and gloves, maybe some werewolves and a couple of vampires and, of course, a zombie horde. Kind of predictable, but it's always fun. That was the plan, anyway.