So off we went with a trailer full of kids to look for Mary in the cemetery. Just to get a little better picture of what this really looked like, we had a trailer full of hay, 35 kids ranging in age from about 5 yr all the way up to 16 yr old I was driving and my husband is sitting shotgun
We didn't have to go far just right out of the camp ground and maybe 2 blocks. It's pitch black and slowly pull up to the cemetery armed with flashlights to look for Mary's headstone. It's a very small cemetery and only about 20 feet off the dirt road so we didn't have far to go once we got there. Of course *I* stayed behind to comfort all of the little ones that are now bawling their eyes out and Tom got out of the van with the rest of the kids. So they all walk over to Mary's grave and Tom lead the circling and chant "Mary come out to play" around they go 3 times then Tom knocks!
One, two, three! Nothing!
But they hear something rustling over in the trees and then a voice!!!!!! Now they are running and pushing each other to get back inside the trailer and something or someone is chasing behind them!!!!!!
Kids are screaming and crying! Now I see something BIG AND WHITE coming at us! OMG! It's a guy in a sheet! WTF!
It's Randy the Redneck pulling a prank on all of us 
*Totally true story!