Pope wrinkled his nose, taking in the sight of him. ''You look disgusting.''

I smirked, crossing my arms. ''Honestly, you look like if Wednesday Addams was Fester's daughter.''

JJ let out a snort from the driver's seat, barely managing to keep the van steady as he laughed. Kiara rolled her eyes, swatting at John B.

''You smell like actual ass,'' she teased, but I could see relief in her expression, relief that we were all safe.

Sarah leaned back, exhaling in disbelief. ''What the hell just happened?''

JJ threw a fist in the air. ''All-time Pogue Hall of Fame, baby!''

Kiara shook her head in disbelief. ''That bitch is possessed.''

''I told you, that bitch is a demon,'' I chimed in, glancing out the window at Mrs. Crain's house shrinking in the distance.

''That woman definitely can't aim,'' Sarah commented with a smirk.

Pope looked bewildered, his mind racing. ''How does she even move that fast?''

''She's possessed,'' Kiara insisted, hugging her knees.

''I don't get it,'' Pope muttered, deep in thought. ''Like Master Yoda. It doesn't make any sense, scientifically.''

I rolled my eyes, smirking. ''Dude, it's not supposed to make sense. Demon-possessed, end of story.''

Suddenly, we all noticed John B holding something in his hands, something that glittered in the dim light, caked with dirt. He slowly wiped away the soil, revealing a bright gleam of gold underneath. My eyes widened as I stared at it, a disbelieving grin creeping onto my face.

''No, you didn't,'' Sarah laughed, shaking her head in astonishment.

John B beamed, holding the piece of gold up triumphantly. ''We did it, babyyy!''

Sarah let out an excited laugh. ''No, you didn't!''

''I did it!'' he crowed, his face lit up with joy.

JJ whooped, punching the air. ''Oh my God! Holy shit!''

We all erupted in cheers, the van ringing with victory as we celebrated.

Kiara's voice cut through the excitement. ''Wait. Guys, we're gonna be rich.''

John B's grin only widened. ''Full kook!'' he yelled, as if the phrase had just gained a whole new meaning.

''Full kook! Full kook! Full kook!'' We chanted in unison, the sound echoing through the night as we sped into the distance.

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