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Jamie landed lightly on the other side of the fence and turned to see if his friends were following: Aaron was halfway to the top of the fence, but Matt remained on the ground, his eyes darting all around as though he expected to see a security guard or police officer appear at any moment.
“What’sa matter, Matt, scared?” Jamie taunted his friend. “You afraid of getting arrested? Or is it ghosts you’re afraid of?”
“There ain’t no ghosts,” Matt declared, though his voice reflected his uncertainty.
Jamie laughed mockingly. “You sure about that?” he asked as his eyes left his friend to dart around the abandoned and rundown industrial estate they were planning to explore. “Don’t worry, if there are ghosts about, one look at you and they’ll be the ones running scared.” He laughed again, t
