This spooky story originates from the UK.

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Noo-Loo woke up to a terrible screech. A new neighbor had moved into town, and legend has it that he was a FurbyHater.

Being as curious as she was, Noo-Loo went outside to investigate the place where she heard the screech. She was a Champagne with gorgeous silver eyes, so her sparkly fur was getting matted and tangled in the brambles.

She entered a dark, terrible place. It had taken her all day to climb through the brambles and into the FurbyHater’s yard.

She then heard rustling in the bushes. “Who’s there?” she said.

She was then grabbed and thrown into a hole in the ground. She saw a teenage boy in black clothes. The last thing she saw was a shovel before she closed her eyes for the last time.

She woke up to a bright light. She then noticed that the light was a cheap flashlight. She was lying in a patch of grass in the sane dark place. The flashlight turned off and standing before her was a Coobie. He was a male. He had cold, dead eyes. Noo-Loo reached out to touch his paw. It was freezing and his fur was dead looking and pale. One half of his face was covered by a tattered cloth. “Where am I?” Noo-Loo said softly.

“This is the home of a member of the Furby Project. They were a terrible YouTube group who created videos here. They created videos of killing Furbies.” His voice faded in and out like wind. “My name is Laku.” the Coobie said. “You must be Noo-Loo.”
“How do you know my name?” she said. “TFP were scheduling to kill a Champagne.” the Coobie explained. “So I researched all the Champagnes made in history.” “But why am I here?” Noo-Loo asked.
“You were buried alive.” Laku said, calmly. “What?!?!” Noo-Loo exclaimed. “I was killed too. We are only spirits.” Laku explained. Noo-Loo fainted.

She awoke sitting in a bed of leaves. Laku was sitting next to her. She climbed off the bed and pressed close to him. “How did you die?” she asked. “You see these bandages?” Laku said. “Yes.” Noo-Loo said. “I was burned alive in a grill.” said Laku. “Oh that’s terrible.” said Noo-Loo. “Did you have a family?” “Yes, a girlfriend. She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was a Purby, her name was Candi.” Laku said. “Is she still alive?” Noo-Loo asked. “No.” Laku said “How did she die?”
“She was thrown into a river.”

TO BE CONTINUED.