Epilogue: New Story

It was the night afterwards that Sly was seated in front of his computer in his room, typing word after word of each key on the keyboard onto his Microsoft document page. It was needless to say that as soon as they got home the night before, each of the groups parents were beyond worried. Good thing was that they understood that they had to find shelter from the storm, but felt that it was best to leave out the part with the Gracey manor and that it was haunted. It would be one thing to worry less about, provided if anyone would actually believe such a crazy story like that. Still, it was understandable that parents would tell their children to stay away from the old mansion if they thought it were dangerous. As promised the previous night, he, Murray, Bentley, Carmelita, and Penelope had hung out with Peng and Dimitri all day earlier at the ice-cream parlor. These two were actually pretty cool in their own way: Peng knew a lot about fireworks from his grandfather and Dimitri was an expert in scuba diving; who would have thought. They really weren't as bad as anyone thought they were when they were in their respective gangs.

As the raccoon typed in the remaining words, checked for spelling errors, made sure the punctuations were in order, then saved the file to seal the deal. He proceeded to turn on his printer, then click on the print icon, and waited for the process to do its work. As soon as he knew that he had enough pages, the turned off the printer, then grabbed a stapler to hold the pages together. This would be another story to add to the ones he had already printed out three years before, only this one would be of it's own series of fantasy. The title, as each had it's own, would be something fitting to it's background and story, one that would be as read; one that was pretty much told to him. The title would be as followed: "The Haunted Mansion".

"Wonder if I'll become the next Stephen King?" Sly mused to himself, fondly remembering the bust in the mansion's library.

"Sly, you ready to go?" His father, Conner, called from downstairs.

"Coming, dad!"

Tonight, the Coopers were going out to eat Italian food, which was one of Sly's favorite (seriously, who doesn't like Italian), since Conner had a huge success with a client earlier that day. The young raccoon proceeded to log off his computer, placed his work in his desk, then grabbed his favorite hoodie. As he was about to leave, his eyes landed on an old map on his nightstand, which caused him to smile; thinking how another friend of his would have loved to see the Gracey manor. He then took out the sapphire to admire (rhyme) it a bit more; maybe it was a sign of things to come. Whether or not it was or did, he shrugged it off; best to wait patiently.

"When the crypt doors creep and the tombstones quake . . ." Sly sang as he closed the door to his room.

And there you have it, but that doesn't mean I'm finished with Sly Cooper or his adventures in Swallow Falls; far, far from it. You see, dear viewers, the Haunted Mansion also can get into the holiday spirit (get it) and not just Halloween, if you catch my drift ;). Also, there different Mansions per Disney theme park, gives one an idea, eh? Anyway, to those who followed up on this, I thank you very much and hope this satisfied your supernatural side. Till next we meet, this is the King of 2211, wishing all of you a Happy Halloween! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!