Ancient knowledge few can know, in the night is where I roam. Vermin I grab in my holy flight. No one can hide from my sight.

After searching the entire haunted home that you are trapped in, you found three stoves! A coal stove, a wood stove, and a gas stove, but you’ve only found one match. Which one should you light first to survive the night?

I have a name but it isn’t mine You don’t think about me while in your prime People cry when I’m in their sight Others lie with me all day and night. What am I?

What do the mummies, zombies, vampires, goblins and witches all have in common?

From the head down to toes, through every living being I flow. Some people might faint when they see me though! What am I?

I don’t have lungs, but I need air. The more I eat, the more I grow. I dance, I live, I drink, I die. I’m always hungry, ready to eat. I rarely thirst, I can barely drink. Shoot me, stab me I don’t mind. Suffocate or drown me, I’ll be gone.

Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?

Each morning I appear to lie at your feet. All day I will follow no matter how fast you run, yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.

I have a body, arms, legs and a head, but I’m heartless and have no guts to do good things. What am I?

Look in my face, I am somebody. Look in my back, I am nobody. What am I?

Who makes it, has no need for it. Whoever buys it won’t use it. Who uses it, won’t care. What am I?

I am wrapped but I am not a gift, I am kept neatly in a chamber and Archeologists find me as a great treasure. What am I?

What’s the problem with twin witches?