Submission (#2757) Approved

SELFIE!!!! EVERYONE LINE UP AND LOOK AT YOURSELF (this is the headline for the following story, do not count this or anything i say here as words for the story).
Owlin had an insane day in retrospect but a boring day now ): what to do when you spend all your day reading Dracula, am I right? Not that it’s a bad novel, but the superstitious never really stood out to them. Why rely on the supernatural to be scary when the whole world is full of really real real scary things!? Anyway, they headed on downard to the Big Terra Lake™ to take a moody picture for their partner, Whisper, while surrounded by the small sounds of things that are hopefully insects. With their arm raised in the hallowing mist. They try to take a selfie at last.
Click!
Hot hot hot!
Why hot? Owlin obviously has an old rusty polaroid camera which makes the images it takes real hot! hot hot hot hot hot!
They shake the picture like you’re supposed to and glance over the flimsy capture to tuck it into their pocket, but wait! What they see is not only themselves… But a ghost! A white aura surrounding the purple fella. Eek!
“Show yourself, you ghastly creature, you scary enemy!”
They yelp with a horrible voice crack on the “crea” of creature. Alas, it must have had a backward effect as the air grew cold and a chill gust came over the Terra. Now, it's troubletime ):<
Owlin’s first plan was to hide in the lake to evade the ghost. Ghosts can be in the air as we all know, but no one has ever seen a ghost in the water.
After 5 horrible, cold minutes, Owlin slowly crept out of the water, as there had been no change, really. Apart from them being yuckily wet. Now, it’s personal!
“Alright, meanie! Have it your way then!”
Owlin huffed and puffed as they ran away from the scene, terrified of the ghost being on their trail they hurried over each branch and ditch in the Big Terra Forest™, snapping a few twigs along the way (not by stepping over them, but grabbing them and splitting them on the way, for stress relief).
Finally, they arrive in their indescribably fine house.
“WHISPER WHISPER RAGH!!”
“WHAT!?!?!”
“LOOK!!!”
Owlin forcefully took out the haunting image to show it to Whisper
“There there was a ghost at the Big Terra Lake™ and I managed to to catch it in this image!”
Whisper critically squinted at the smooth outline surrounding Owlin, sighing:
“Dear, we got this camera from a witches flea sale, this camera captures the vibes of people, look!”
They grab the camera and take a picture with the two silly characters on it. Clearly reflecting a white outline around Owlin, and a Fluorescent blue and green aura around Whisper.
“So I really was crazy, huh”
“Yep!”
Owlin heads to shower off while Whisper contemplated on how they’re with such a doofus, ending the story with neither of them noticing the black hue which was faintly visible outside of their window in their last image.
The end!