He snapped his fingers. A window popped open on the laptop: BEETLEJUICE 2: THE SANDWORM CHRONICLES. The thumbnail showed a cartoon Beetlejuice riding a sandworm like a rodeo bull while a badly Photoshopped Charles Deetz looked on.
Beetlejuice grinned, revealing teeth like a row of cracked tombstones. “Real? Kid, everything’s real on the ‘123 Free Movies’ server. It’s the Ninth Circle of the Internet. Pop-up ads that steal your soul. Buffering wheels that spin for centuries. And the movies …” He leaned in, breath smelling of formaldehyde and licorice. “…are all low-res, cam-rip disasters filmed by a zombie with shaky hands.” beetlejuice 2 123 free movies
Before she could scream, the rug turned to quicksand. Delia shrieked and threw a packing-peanut sculpture at Beetlejuice, which bounced off his head with a sad poof . He snapped his fingers
“Trap?” Beetlejuice looked offended. “It’s a marketing strategy . I need a comeback. The afterlife’s got new ghouls—slick ghosts with podcasts, demons with skincare routines. I’m a relic. So I made a fake sequel trailer, uploaded it to every ‘123 Free Movies’ pirate site I could haunt, and waited for a Deetz to bite.” Beetlejuice grinned, revealing teeth like a row of