“It’s really the green boogeyman.” Suddenly, I got mad. I never believed boogeyman stories. Sidney wasn’t going to frighten me! Now I was more determined than ever to pretend I was not afraid. I kept on counting, only this time I didn’t say it out loud. Harry gave Sidney a final warning. “You’d better stop fooling around, Sid the Squid.” After we turned and entered a small empty room, the guide asked everyone to sit down for a while and rest. His voice echoed off the stone walls. “I have a ghost story to tell you,” he said. I grabbed Harry’s ankle and held on to it tightly. “There once was a prisoner named Abel Starkey who saved one hundred dollars.” “What was he in for?” Mary asked.