Colon parked the van and sighed. "All right, everyone out," he said. They all got out and Spooker started passing out weapons. 

"These are special guns with special bullets. I'm not sure how it works exactly but I think Toast said they're made with salt and ghost are allergic to salt," he explained. Sally nodded as he handed her a pistol. She looked at him, confused. "We don't want to hurt any of the YouTubers, we still don't know if Billy could bring them back from the dead. So small guns this time." Spooker felt strange being so solemn, but how could he be his normal self in this situation?

Sue, who surprisingly was leading the rescue mission, made sure everyone had extra bullets and then laid out the plan. "So, when I was an officer I was once apart of a similar mission. What we did was make sure all the exits were guarded and then tried a peaceful negotiation."

"So is that the plan here?" Billy asked.

"No. There's an evil ghost in there, I say we just go in and try to shoot it."

"The Acachalla way," Sally said, grinning. Sue nodded, also grinning. He put his hand out in front of him. Taking the hint, everyone else stacked their hands on top of his. 

"On three, everyone say team!"

"That's cliche," Colon said.

"Yeah, but it's fun and unifying. One, two, three,"

"TEAM!" they all said in unison. Sue, positively beaming at how well he was doing being a leader, motioned for them all to follow him. They snuck up to Creaky Manor and waited for a moment. They heard laughter, childish but clearly coming from adults. Sue peered through a hole in the wall. He saw into an old kitchen, the wood cabinets rotting off of the walls and the stove so rusted that he almost got tetanus just looking at it. There was no-one in the room. He looked away and started inspecting the house for a way in. He tested the front door. Locked. He tested the back. Locked as well. He frowned. 

Sally pat him on the back. "It's okay Sue," she said quietly. "You can't help it, you were born as the worst at everything ever. You suck at everything." It wasn't comforting, but it gave Sue a realization.

"Yeah, I do! I suck at everything! So I suck at sucking at everything!" he exclaimed as quietly as he could. "I bet I can find a way in if I just try really hard at not finding it!"

"That makes no sense," Colon whispered.

"It makes sense to me," Billy muttered. 

Sue walked back up to the front door and stared at it. I don't want to find a way in, he thought. He repeated the thought over and over in his head, like a mantra. He closed his eyes and started walking around, I don't want to find a way in. I don't want to find a way in. I don't want to find a way in. 

He tripped over nothing and felt himself hit a tile floor. He opened his eyes and found himself in a room, and when he looked behind him he saw a huge hole in the wall that he hadn't noticed before. In fact he wasn't sure it had been there before. But before he could dwell on it his siblings and the two remaining members of P.I.E. walked in. Sally helped Sue up and they all readied their guns for shooting. "Okay, go in...now!"

They burst into the living room. Mark, Jack, Dan, and Phil all froze. It looked like they had been in the middle of playing the kids version of Monopoly. Ghost jumped at the loud noises. Toast was limply laying on the couch, looking like he'd been made into a ragdoll and thrown onto it with little to no care for his well-being. And Cardboard Friend, like the big brother it considered itself to be, was floating up above everything and watching. It's gaze moved to the intruders and the centers of it's pitch black eyes glowed red.

"You interrupted our game," it said, somehow both growling and speaking in an almost playful tone. 

"We're her to save everyone! We know what you are!" Sue shouted at it. He fired his gun, hitting the box demon in the leg. "Oops," he mumbled as Cardboard Friend shrieked in pain. It's triangle mouth twisted into a frown. It raised it's boxy arm and pointed at the rescue group.

"They're trying to take you all away! GET RID OF THEM!"

And so the (hopefully) final battle began.