Fairgrounds

They entered the creepy fairground and warily looked around. It was empty, during the middle of the day. The temparture was sky-rocketing, and the group of kids were exploring the deserted place.
"Mayra, we shouldn't have picked the lock. We shouldn't be here. This is bad and we-
"Kyle, stop! It's fine, no bodies even here. The place isn't suppose to be open until next week." Mayra cut Kyle off, stopping him shortly.
"Yeah, but that's kind of the issue," Mary fed off Kyle's doubt. "The safety inspector hasn't check things and the-"
"Can you guys stop being so good for at least an hour?" Johnny snapped, crossing his arms. "No ones here, and everything's free. There aren't any cameras, and even if there were, who's watching them? No one, because no ones here!" He scowled at the two pointedly.
After a few moments Mayra cleared her throat. "So, what's first?" None of the teenagers answered. "Okay, I'll pick." They continued to walk around the fair until they came to the tilt-a-whirl. They started to walk past them until Mary gasped.
"I love these!" She laughed. "If you and Johnny are going to make us stay here, we've got to do these!"
Johnny sighed and they stepped over the railing. He pried open the door, and waited for everyone to get it. They sat down, and began to twist the table.
The ride creaked, then slowly sputtered to life.
They all laughed, spinning the round table faster and faster, making themselves dizzy.
After a few moments, the small door whipped open. It flapped back and forth in the wind, and Mayra took her hands off the wheel, reaching to pull it closed.
 "Stop!" She yelled over the wind, waving her hands in a stopping motion. "We've got to get the door closed!"
All of the teenagers released the table, but the ride didn't stop. It began to spin faster and faster, and Kyle stuck his hand out, trying to grab the door's handle.
"This isn't right!" Mary yelled, as Kyle began to tip forward, almost falling out. Johnny grasped his arm, not letting him tumble onto the ground.
"Thanks!" Kyle laughed it off easily, "That was clos-" he didn't get a chance to finish when he was jerked out of the ride. Their wasn't a scream, but just a loud thud where he hit the ground.
No one spoke. The ride slowly died to a stop as the dreadful silence took over. Johnny climbed out first, helping the others down. They walked over to a still Kyle, his body twisted at an odd angle, unmoving.
The first to speak was Mayra. "He's dead." She whispered, nudging his hand with her foot.
"Did you even check for a pulse?" Mary asked, her body turned away from Kyle's.
Johnny crouched down beside Kyle, he felt his wrist and neck for a heartbeat, then shook his head.
"Oh my god." Mayra covered her mouth in shock.
"What are we going to tell our parents?!" Mary yelled loudly, panicking.
"I've got an idea." Johnny offered quietly. "But we have to move him."