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The Vanishing Hitchhiker - he finds her alone on a desolate road on a dark night, and offers her a ride. The next day, he remembers he left his jacket with her. He returns to retrieve it only to find, did she really exist in the first place?
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Spider Bite - returning home from a tropical getaway, she noticed a small bump on her cheek.
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The Unwilling Donor - waking up dazed and in a bathtub filled with ice, what's that crudely stitched up wound on her side and note by the phone?
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Bloody Mary - once summoned, her price must be paid in blood!

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- Hook - a radio bulletin reports a criminally insane patient has escaped the asylum. What is that scratching on the car door? Could it be the escaped lunatic?
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Eleanor:
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Date of death: 31st October 1961

Chipboard Poem:
She awaits beneath your covers
And behind each closed door
Hidden under her burial sheet
She is the ghost known as Eleanor.

Death Certificate:
Listen to our poor little Eleanor moan
As she wanders looking for her home
She sounds like haunting strings on a violin
Won't you please welcome this ghost girl in.

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Isabel:
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Date of death: 30th October 2005

Chipboard Poem:
She arrives at your door
Wearing a mask of deceit
For what lies underneath
Is her Halloween treat.

Death Certificate:
"Do I really need these disgusting eyes?"
Isabel cried.
"I am much prettier wearing this disguise,"
Isabel sighed.
And with the sharp end of a stick
Isabel pried,
And with one last bloody flick
Isabel died.

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Mishka:
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Date of death: 31st October 1953

Chipboard Poem:
Mishka loved wolves
And howled at the moon
Some called her eccentric
Others just a loon.

Death Certificate:
So ironic to be attacked
By wolves on Halloween
For to be one of the pack
Was Mishka's one dream.

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Pumpkin:
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Date of death: 27th October 1966

Chipboard Poem:
On the 31st of October in a pumpkin patch
He made up his face & masked it to match
Wandering around he aimlessly kills
His tricks and his treats is the blood that spills.

Death Certificate:
Laid to rest in the great pumpkin patch
He must have come from a very bad batch
With evil intent, his machete and mask
Back from beyond with death as his task.

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Squeak:
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Date of death: 31st October 1968

Chipboard Poem:
Squeak's a little piggy
That sure likes her treats
So roam she will
The Halloween streets.

Death Certificate:
Poisoned by candy
Squeak met her demise
Loaded with sugar
Now covered in flies.

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Countess Bathory:
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Date of death: 14th August 1614

Chipboard Poem:
With virgin blood the tub is filled
Her victims gasp for breath
The Blood Countess finds eternal youth
And succeeds in cheating death.

Death Certificate:
Walled up inside the Csejthe Castle,
Elizabeth waits to die
Condemned for the murder of nubile virgins,
she bled to beautify
Succumbing to the wrinkles of age, is what she feared the most
Now all that remains of Bathory, is a legend and her ghost.

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Death:
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Date of death: N/A

Chipboard Poem:
Waiting in the shadows
It doesn't need reason or rhyme
Death waits for us all
It is only a matter of time.

Death Certificate:
He who hath take lives without any remorse
An end to it all is just par for the course
"That is not dead, which can eternal lie,
and with strange aeons even death may die."

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Flamingo:
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Date of death: 24th October 1984

Chipboard Poem:
Flamingo has internal injuries
And a stare that's set on kill
Pink is her favorite color
Murder her biggest thrill.

Death Certificate:
Flamingo ate some poison mushrooms
and thought that she could fly.
She climbed the nearest flagpole
and let out an awkward cry.
"It's a mistake" her friends did plead
She let go and knew just why.
Had she tried to do it from the ground
She wouldn't have had to die.

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Gypsy:
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Date of death: 3rd December 1949

Chipboard Poem:
Gypsy comes with misfortune
And some deadly spells···
Purchase of this doll
Will surely bring you hell!

Death Certificate:
He who hath take lives without any remorse
An end to it all is just par for the course
"That is not dead, which can eternal lie,
and with strange aeons even death may die."

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Judas:
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Date of death: N/A

Chipboard Poem:
Judas was charged
with ringing the bells
at Pandemonium's alter
where the dark one dwells.

Death Certificate:
When the stained glass shattered
into a razor sharp rain
Judas stood beneath it
Oh what a shame.

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Alison Crux:
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Date of death: 4th April 1944, 4:44PM

Chipboard Poem:
Ushering lost souls to the other side
Is a job in which she takes great pride
To the final resting place Alison holds the key
But where that may be knows not she.

Death Certificate:
Alison loved to play in revolving doors
Until one day she got stuck
No one saw her on the floor
Of all the rotten luck.

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Daisy Slae:
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Date of death: 31st May 1996

Chipboard Poem:
She thought that nature was so pretty
Even gentile and pure
But the deep dark depths of the wilderness
Proved more then she could endure

Death Certificate:
The elements claimed her slowly
And she ceased to sing and play
But to spite natural law
And the powers that be
She arose from the dead…Daisy Slae

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Dee K.:
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Date of death: 18th April 1858

Chipboard Poem:
A well-mannered little ghoul
With a crooked set of undead teeth
Fitted with a set of braces that
Outshine the stench that lies beneath

Death Certificate:
Sweet little rotten Dee K.
Loved to finger paint throughout the day
In her victim's blood she would dip her finger
And draw putrid scenes of the bodies that linger

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greGORY:
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Date of death: 14th July 1956

Chipboard Poem:
greGORY the ventriloquist
had an act that was rather crummy
Through one of fate's little twists
It is now he who is the dummy

Death Certificate:
With a gag over his mouth and a chopped off hand
The Great greGORY has lost all control
He channeled the dead through his dummy
And they are taking over his mind, body and soul

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Jasper:
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Date of death: 21st February 2005

Chipboard Poem:
Jasper was a solipist, that is to say
She believed the world lived in her head
And since all she desired was mass genocide
Jasper just had to turn up dead

Death Certificate:
She thinks she was resurrected
So the world could go on living
Suicide to end them all
Is the gift she keeps on giving

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Evangeline:
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Date of death: 21st December 1937

Chipboard Poem:
Shards of a broken mirror
Left Evangeline a disgrace
Seven years of bad luck
Is written all over her face

Death Certificate:
"Mirror Mirror on the wall
How much bad luck can you install?"
"Seven years of terror you will befall
On this broken face of a doll."

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Iris:
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Date of death: 20th May 1964, 12:00 AM

Chipboard Poem:
With a quick glance or a long stare
She fills you with a sense of despair
It's an ugly affliction with which you've been struck
Her evil eye has cast you a spell of bad luck

Death Certificate:
Being a voyeur of the wicked cost her so dearly
She died seeing all that was evil so clearly
Now she is back from the dead anew
Looking to share her cursed point of view

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Jacob:
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Date of death: 16th October 1958

Chipboard Poem:
Jacob and his ladder
Bad luck they deliver
When it comes to suffering
He's such a little giver.

Death Certificate:
Jacob with his ladder
Climbed right out of hell
Now he carries it with him
Wherever he does dwell
For those who walk beneath it
Bad luck through the years
Them and all their loved ones
In an ocean full of tears.

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Morgana:
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Date of death: 1830

Chipboard Poem:
Morgana does what she can to insult the sun
Opening an umbrella indoors is her idea of fun
She'd rather hide from its rays and watch the darkness fall
As she soaks up the night, bad luck and all

Death Certificate:
It is said when an umbrella is dropped in a house
A murder will be certain to follow
Some find this rare superstition
An incredibly hard pill to swallow
But Morgana can tell you first hand,
And this should come as no shock,
She was repeatedly beaten with her umbrella
And now lies six feet below in a box

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Simone:
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Date of death: 22nd February 2005

Chipboard Poem:
Clawing up her nightgown
Hear it hiss and moan
Nothing scares her more
Poor petrified Simone.

Death Certificate:
Upon her nightgown
Its long black claws did latch
So allergic, her breath stolen
With a single scratch.

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Chloe:
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Date of death: N/A

Chipboard Poem:
I lay here alone in this place so gloomy,
It's dark and it's cold and not very roomy.
My mind is awake, but my body is lead.
So this is what it feels like once you are dead.

Death Certificate:
Claustrophobically confined six feet under,
Chloe couldn't move and started to wonder,
"If I'm stuck down here, will I survive?"
It was then she knew she was buried alive.

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Cuddles:
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Date of death: 17th March 1942, 3:33AM

Chipboard Poem:
Cuddles is such a nut bag
With her big red bulbous nose.
But when your beau is Schitzo
That's just how it goes.

Death Certificate:
Murdered by a clown she knew
Then painted in his image.
To forever wander by his side
The sum of a mangled visage.

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Ezekiel:
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Date of death: 17th March 1951

Chipboard Poem:
This mean little boy
With his pig pull toy
Is a prankster through and through.
He loves to annoy
And utterly destroy
And do anything considered taboo.

Death Certificate:
Some boys are made from snips and snails and puppy dog tails
But Ezekiel is much more rotten.
He is composed of all vile things disposed
And the evil that is best left forgotten.

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Frozen Charlotte:
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Date of death: 31st December 1840

Chipboard Poem:
Fair Charlotte was a frozen corpse
And a word she no more spoke.
Her flesh had become like fine china
And just as easily broke.

Death Certificate:
Disobeying her mother's wishes, Charlotte literally skated on thin ice.
Falling through the crack beneath her feet she paid the ultimate price.
So next time you don't listen to your parents, think of the dreadful sight
Of poor little frozen Charlotte, rotting in the lonely cold winter's night.

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Tessa:
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Date of death: 15th May 1886, 11:22AM

Chipboard Poem:
Tessa was a tattletale
Who gossiped all she saw,
Until she got her eyes gouged out
Nerve endings and all.

Death Certificate:
After they removed her eyes
She bled a bucket of tears.
Now she haunts them every night
Exploiting all their fears.

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Isaiah:
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Date of death: 29th October 1929, 9:05AM

Chipboard Poem:
Delivering his papers,
This one's a little prophet.
With tomorrow's news today,
And a raging bloody head split.

Death Certificate:
They found this paperboy's limp body,
His bicycle en route but quite shoddy.
A car left behind a twisted gory wreck,
Papers did fly, crushed skull, broken neck.

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Jubilee:
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Date of death: 27th June 1893

Chipboard Poem:
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
You look like a ghoul,
And you smell like one too.

Death Certificate:
Wrapped up inside this present,
A gift for you awaits.
By opening it you have condemned yourself,
And sealed your own fate.
So hopefully your birthday goes off without a hitch,
And Jubilee is not around.
For if you invite this ghoul to your celebration,
Evil will surely abound.

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Killbaby:
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Date of death: 1st April 1998, 12:12AM

Chipboard Poem:
Painted face frozen,
Murder in sight.
To some certain death,
Others shear fright.

Death Certificate:
Nobody cares just how Killbaby died,
For all they know, the coroner lied.
Now she runs free-carving, and killing,
Loving every ounce of blood she's spilling.

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Maggot:
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Date of death: Sometime in 1946

Chipboard Poem:
Spreading her disease
Of infected boils and puss,
This sad little maggot
Is really quite contagious.

Death Certificate:
Adorable little Maggot was the runt of the litter.
Eyes of empty black, a peculiar little critter.
Then one day she was infected with a disease unknown to man,
Blistering boils and oozing puss, her cankerous soul now damned.

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Rain:
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Date of death: 8th October 2005, 10:05AM

Chipboard Poem:
Rain is gone, and yet yours to keep,
The sun shall rise no more however,
But in her absence, forever sleep.

Death Certificate:
With broken wings, and tears from sorrowful eyes,
Rain got lost looking for an answer.
That this world ate her soul like cancer,
So rapid to move on, never willing to hear her cries.

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