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I Made an X (Twitter) Account to Tell My Story My friend Adrianna and I had to switch cars on this particular day, which was unusual because we never switch cars. I think we were supposed to be together that night for a reason. I just don't know what that reason was. It also happened to be Friday the 13th, and there was a full super blood moon. Coincidence? Maybe. But these are the only logical explanations I can come up with. Since we had switched cars, I had to pick Adrianna up from work at a local country club in our town. When I picked her up, it was around 10:45 PM on a Friday night. Friday and Saturday nights are the country club's busiest nights, as they make most of their money on weekends. The country club is called Atlantic City Country Club. It has a long history dating back to 1898 and has been claimed to be haunted. Keep that in mind. When I left the country club with Adrianna and Cesar in the car, Adrianna realized she had left her tip money for the night in the car. We had to go back and bring it to her workplace. We had stopped at her house earlier to get some clothes because we were having a sleepover at my house that night. By the time we got back to the country club, an hour had passed. We arrived at 11:45 PM. When we arrived, there were no cars in the front parking lot, which was strange. Earlier, when I had picked Adrianna up, she had told me that a wedding party was taking place and that she was surprised she had gotten out early. The banquet employees, who were additional employees called in for the event, were the main reason she had been able to leave early. When we arrived, we pulled up to the front. The country club looked the same, but you could tell there wasn't a soul there from the lack of cars and the silence. A wedding party was going on, so you would think there would be noise and a parking lot filled with cars. But there wasn't. As we pulled up to the front, Adrianna told me to sit in the car while she ran inside. When she walked up to the front doors, they were locked, and it was dark inside. At that moment, we both heard music coming from the side entrance. However, this wasn't modern-day music. It sounded like something playing on a record player from the early 1900s, or at least the 1920s era. We looked at each other, confused. Since the front doors were locked, Adrianna said she would go to the side entrance, where the music was coming from, because it sounded like that was where the wedding might be taking place. Before she walked to the side entrance, we both heard what sounded like a bunch of men having a serious discussion over the music. As she walked toward the side entrance, I got this feeling in my stomach that I didn't want to be alone. It was almost as if the air had become thick and I couldn't breathe. But I thought to myself, "We're at a public place. Nothing bad could happen." As she approached the side entrance, I watched her walk up to the doors and linger there for a little while. I saw her knock and wait. I also noticed movement behind the blinds in the side area. It looked like a bunch of figures moving around. After that, she came running back to the car in a panic. When I asked what was wrong, she had to calm herself down before she could tell me. During this time, the dog started getting irritated and seemed uncomfortable. Adrianna told me that when she walked up to the doors, she could hear men talking with music playing in the background. The music still sounded like it was from the early 1900s. When she knocked on the door, she said the men suddenly went silent. Then one man, in particular, said, "Wait a second, who is that?" in a serious, creepy tone. It was the kind of tone that made it sound like no one was supposed to be there and that they, or whoever they were, had been caught.