#whos creepier wednesday or the ghosts b honest

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  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️【 ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️@hidesinhiswork 】

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️capitalism   at   its   finest,   revealing   what   humanity   actually   stands   for.   exploit   a   house   of   countless   tragedies   to   gain   the   capital   —   it’s   all   they   ever   wanted   and   frankly,   wednesday   was   on   the   verge   of   giving   the   infamous   murder   house   an   even   greater   reputation.   perhaps,   that   would   be   the   clue   to   wake   up   before   they   disturb   not   only   the   living,   but   also   the   dead.   despite   never   being   allowed   on   set,   wednesday   barged   inside   the   house,   her   intentions   as   clear   as   a   dead   man’s   eye   hours   after   passing.      ❝   this   is   worse   than   i   imagined,   ❞      she   mumbled   underneath   her   breath,   her   gaze   flickering   from   the   filming   crew   to   the   ornaments   adorning   the   haunted   house.   though   she   wasn’t   exactly   a   medium,   it   didn’t   require   much   mental   capacity   to   acknowledge   the   living,   breathing,   walking   nightmares   weren’t   the   only   ones   lingering.   ❝   you’ll   come   to   regret   this.   ❞      a   warning   rolled   out   of   serpentine   tongue,   although   it   was   also   a   threat.   

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️while   capitalism   brought   individuals   to   exploit   about   anything   there   is,   the   addamses   values   dictated   that   one   should   honor   the   fortunate   death.   the   question   begs,   how   could   they   with   so   many   intruders   and   filming   devices   hidden   around   the   house?   and   for   what,   truly   [   …   ]   a   minimum   wage   salary?   chin   tilted   downward   to   her   chest,   onyxes   flickering   towards   one   of   the   many   individuals   working   on   this   sick   project,      ❝   don’t   say   i   didn’t   warn   you.   ❞      the   wisest   choice   was   to   leave   the   house,   however   something   else   was   drawing   wednesday   in.   something   behind   a   door,   most   likely   leading   towards   the   basement.   completely   disregarding   everyone   else’s   presence,   she   marches   towards   the   door,   intrigued   by   the   urge   that   took   over   her   body.   it’s   never   without   a   great,   most   dangerous   cause   behind   it   ;   she   didn’t   even   mind   the   consequences,   not   by   the   living,   but   those   caused   by   the   dead.   at   the   very   least,   those   imbeciles   will   get   what   they   want   and,   hopefully,   leave   the   place   at   once   for   the   spirits   to   rest.