Poltergeists Pacify after Party at TRAX

I was granted special invitation to Rave from the Grave’s Halloween Party this year. It is an infamous club on campus, well known for their ritualistic practices and partying on Halloween night. Rave seeks to satiate the restless and troubled spirits of Susquehanna University, especially during the Halloween season when the line between life and death blurs and the spirits are the hardest to corral. The club works hard to appease the ghouls all over campus, including the ghoul who leaves cigarettes and empty beer cans all over 18th street or the spirit with the gull to steal from the Hawk’s Nest during the day. I guess spirits would rather die than withstand the long lines on the lower floor of Deg. Don’t get me started about the nocturnal spirits of third-floor Smith who enjoyed competing over who can play the worst music the loudest. The Rave’s president, Mostly Ghostly, invited me to their annual and exclusive party at TRAX. “This warehouse [TRAX] is well known for garnering restless spirits,” Mostly told me, “they can sense booze like a bloodhound.” The party itself was rather tame with the exception of the many ghouls who pregamed before arriving. Some were so drunk they could barely float, hovering only an inch or two off the ground and stumbling through students and walls. It was midnight when Hocus Pocus, senior and vice president of Rave, brought out the alcohol. Things started to pick up. I don’t remember much after the ritual started. Students formed a circle, began chanting in Latin, and maybe someone was sacrificed. I am not sure; but when I woke up on the cold floor of TRAX, unconscious bodies dotted the floor like spilled Skittles.

I did notice how much more tranquil the ghosts on campus were after that. Maybe the ritual worked. It was the only possible explanation for the lack of trashy loud music on the way to my room in Smith that morning.