Darkness has consumed the small town, nightfall has come and there be not on stir in the streets, everything is silent and peaceful as the hour strikes mid-night. As then once the time has hit midnight light foot-steps can be heard on the footpaths, as in the darkness, in the flickering night lights two images come to form, they turn out to be the forms of two young teenagers, both of the young age of fourteen and both of different sex. But what on earth are they doing out at this time at night, why on earth would there parents allow them to wonder the streets at this time of night?
The answer is simply, both of these young teenagers have snuck out of there houses with out anyone knowing, and then once they had don that they have meet up with one another and have began to make there way to there destination. For you to understand what is going on means you would have to go back to early on in the day, in fact is would be morning time really.
It was just the start of school and both of them had meet up with there friends and encaged in a most interesting conversation, as you see apparently there is an old abounded house and people would speak of it as being cursed, as they say that who ever goes in never ever comes back out and is never seen again. There group of teenagers spoke of this legend very highly and dared each other to go into the house tonight to see if the story is true, of course all of them turned down the dare out of fear but for are two young friends they of course accepted it and that is what leads us to the current events.
As they walk on down the narrow footpath, they would stop and come to the gate to the garden of the house, this house is indeed old and badly made, it is near the out skirts of the town and is surrounded by an old forest, not wasting no time the kids move on forward, opening and pushing the gate forward it would creak lightly as they then enter the garden, walking right threw the tall uncut grass they claim up the several steps at the front of the house and stand at the doorway, the young man first moves his hand out forward and places it on the door handle, he pushes down and to his shock and then surprise the door opens up, seems that indeed the house in a way was expecting fresh victims.
They waste no time in moving forward and entering the house threw the front door, as once they are inside the door would move lightly and then close right behind him, with a click a small turn the two young teenagers find themselves now locked inside the house, scared they are not as now it is the perfect time to start exploring it.
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She giggled in hysterics, trying to stop them by covering her mouth with her hand, as she thought of having sneaked out so easily, it was really quite insulting to her in a way as her parents believed that she would not leave without telling them. Given her multicoloured hair and dark make-up, she was surprised that they had even trusted her with anything. She hurried along in your wake, looking up at the stars and lagging behind as they seemed to transfix her stare like an insect to a tempting light. She looked back down to earth; her eyes readjusting to the darkness and let a grin fall over her face.
Ahead of them both was the silhouette of haunting and swaying dark forest that lay all around this house. The garden, as they approached, looked more sinister than it had done in the light of the day. The creeping vines were crawling out along the gate and across the path like the garden had rejected the confines of its soil beds and sort to take over as much ground as possible. She walked through the gate after you, the awkward path leading up to the front door flanked with uncut and unkempt grass that tickled and attached to her clothing as she passed, setting her heart in small skips as she grabbed onto the back of your shirt so as to not fall into the dark mess.
As soon as you walked through the door she shot in after you, anything to get out of the clawing garden that looked as though it belonged more to a graveyard than a home. Her breath comes out in a fog before her as she stands up against the door next to you, her eyes sweeping the dark hall in front of her. Her eyes move to the spiral staircase and she whispers to you:
"Let's get out the flash lights and look upstairs."
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He would just stand there perfectly still; his breathing is a bit heavy so he holds his ground as he catches his breath. His light green eyes shift and turn to the side as he looks on at you, indeed it is odd to see you this excited but it was to be expected, she is always up for the most stupidest dares and takes great pride in her work, and for him, well he always ends up getting dragged along with her on her stupid dares.
He would look away from the girl at his side as his eyes shift and look on ahead, they lock right onto the spiral staircase, he would blink and then look to his left to see a doorway into another room, it would be much more fun if they both took there separate ways and had a look around the house by themselves, and so thinking of that he acts on it. His hand moves down into his pocket as he grabs onto the small flash light inside it, pulling it out he would push in the button and it would flick on. The bright light shines out of the small torch as he shines it down in front of them.
“Lets split up , you go up the stairs and I will go and check the basement, deal”
He would smile widely, this house is indeed creepy and going up stairs and into the basement will take a lot of guts. He stands still as he is so darn excited to get moving and not even waiting for the girls response he moves on and walks on forward, he walks right up to the doorway and pushes the door open and enters the room, then his head would pop back out as he looks at the girl.
“Lets get this over and done with right, just have a look around and will meet back here in five minutes.”
And with that he moves on, the door he went threw closes right behind him and he moves his torch back and forth as it lands on another door, the door that would lead him to the basement. He walks right up to the door and places his hand on the handle, it is now time for him to quickly go down there an have a look, the faster he does this the faster he and his friend will get out of this house …….
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She grins all around the room, almost jumping out of her skin with excitement. She had even moved forward before you spoke about them splitting up and looking on different floors. She pulls out her own flash light when you turn yours on then sweeps it over your form, smiling like Christmas had come early then she put her under her chin, making all her features go dark and foreboding as she laughed.
"Deal. This place is brilliant. It's even spookier than I thought. If everyone could see us now..."
Her voice trailed off as she lowered the flash light, too absorbed was she in her own thoughts of what her friends would say if they saw them in the haunted house that she pulled out her video camera and turned it on. She pointed at you as you began to walk away.
"Over and done with, hardly, we've got to explore and get every inch of this place on camera. No one will believe us if we don't. The more trouble, the better I say."
She walked forward, carrying the camera in front of her to document her movement up the stairs.
"Wow... these things keep creaking; if it was any freakier there'd be screams and bangs."
She gasped and almost fell through the stairs when one of the wooden steps gave way. She grasped onto the wooden bars on either side and didn't let out a scream. She stepped over the broken step a little more carefully this time and continued up the stairs.
"Close one... should have seen that one coming."
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He would roll his eyes lightly at how is friend is acting, very annoying to say the least. But that is what she was always been like, she loves dares and there is no stopping her once a dare is under way. With a light sigh he stares at the door that will lead him down into the deep dark basement. With a light gulp he gathers up all the courage inside his body and he extends his hand outwards, he grabs a hold of the door handle and pulls it downwards, with a light pull the sound of the old wood creaking echo’s threw out the room, the door is now open and his torch casts down to a sight of old stairs that will lead him down into the basement.
Not wanting to waste any time he moves forward, his feet basically move on there own as he walks on down the stairs, they creak and make sounds that would send a chill up your very own spine, but he sucks it all in and gets over it. He continues to walk down the stairs, slowly but surly he finally reaches the bottom of them, his eyes look down to the ground and thanks to his torch he has a look around the dark room.
His eyes would look on at the dusty old floor, the amount if dust on the ground is unbelievable, layers upon layers to say the least, but the odd thing is that there are footprints on the floor, meaning that recently some one has been down here, he would kneel down a bit and look at the prints more clearly and upon further inspection he see’s that these footprints do not belong to that of a human but to that of an animal. All different kinds of paw prints are in the ground, the person that lived here must have been an animal nut case or something because there are quite a lot of them.
He stands up now and gets ready to leave, as he turns around his light casts on into the corner of the room. There are piles of boxes in the corner, shrugging he walks over to them. Looking at them he can see that they are filled with something, his foot moves basically by itself as he kicks the piles of boxes, having done that the boxes fall and hit the ground, the seals break and the contents pure out to the ground.
His eyes go wide, his heart beat picks up speed, as on the floor in front of him lies something most terrifying. Piles upon piles of clothes now lay littered on the ground, each of them not in good form, there are rips in them and tears and claw slices, ripped shows, socks, boxers, bras, pants, you name it, its there, he takes a step back in fear, this place, it must be haunted, as he has noticed some of the clothing that had belonged to people in his school, people that went in this house on a dare and never came back out, this house is haunted, the people have came in and something has happened to them, and he is not going to stand here and let what happened to them happen to him, He quickly turns around, dropping his flash light he runs right up the stairs, as he calls out his friends name to get her out of here as well.
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Reaching the top of the stairs she walks along the hall slowly and carefully as the ground creaks beneath her feet. There were clawing and scraping sounds that caused her to jump, swearing that a shadow had just overtaken her form but there was nothing around her to project the shadow. She took a few deep breaths, swinging the camera around her to the closed dark windows where flickers of pale moon shine crept through the wild overgrown trees out in the back yard.
"This is creepier than downstairs..."
She opened the door to the last room at the end of the corridor. The door was barely hanging on by its hinges and when it opened there was a chilling creaking followed by a small bang as it hit against the wall. She ran the flashlight over the room. It had a bed in it... or at least what once looked like a bed as there were tiny teeth marks through the wood and the covers were all torn to shreds. She took a step into the room, realizing at once that all the other pieces of decayed furniture held most of the same resemblance.
"Looks like a dog got in here," She said running the camera and light over the room, "Something wild at least... there better not be..."
Her voice trailed off as she noticed something familiar on the floor. It was a red checkered skirt, covered in dirt and dust and just like the covers, it was torn in some places. She reached down and was about to pick it up when she heard her name shouted out from below. Fearing the worst she raced out of the room, appearing at the top of the steps and looking down as she saw you run into the main entrance room. She called out still holding the video camera loosely in her hand.
"What's wrong?"
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He would stand there, puffing and panting a little bit, he had quickly ran out of the basement he was in at lighting fast speed, no way he wanted to stay down there any longer, what he saw down there was way to strange, mountains and mountains of ripped clothes, torn differently and also shredded as well, some of them he even recognized as people from school, teenagers much like himself that came to this house and never came back out, it is clear something has happened to them, something not normal and he did not want to stay in this place and allow it to happen to himself and also his friend that is giving him a odd look at the way he is acting.
“There is no time to explain, shit is not right in this house, I found clothes down there, ripped and torn, some even belonged to people from are school something has happened to them, there is a reason they never came out and I don’t want to stay here and find it out, so come on lets get out of here.”
He stands there and pants a little bit more, the running he had did has wrecked him, he needs a breather, he just looks on up at you, he knows for a fact that you will not leave, this is the ultimate dare you have taken and I don’t think you will back out of it just because he has gotten really scared but alas he waits and preys that you listen to him, after all everyone says in school that he just simply copies what you do and in the long run they are right, so what you do he will do in turn.
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She listened to your words, her brow creased as her confusion grew. Then, once you had finished and stood panting on the flight below her, the smallest of grins spread over her lips as her curiosity was once again awaken and rather than looking scared or showing any sign of fear, there was a reverent curiosity and eagerness.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner!"
She asked bewildered.
"Why didn't you take some photos with your camera. We have to go down there and record it!"
She ran down the stairs to you and looked as though she was almost jumping up and down with excitement.
"This is the best thing I've heard all day... well apart from the dare. This is brilliant, a documentation of the mystery haunted house where students come in and never go out... but then again, it's probably just some stupid bunch of little kids playing around in this place since it's abandoned but everyone will know at school tomorrow!"
She was smiling so much that she didn't care about the scratching of plants against the windows or the occasional shadows that moved over their forms even when their touch lights were stationary in their hands. Turning on the video camera again she turned her back on you and hurried down into the basement. Yellow light shone from her torch as her camera recorded the gloomy and foreboding steps down into the basement.
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He would stand there with wide eyes as you run right past him, his eyes shift to the sides as he watches you move right past him and into the room, opening the basement door so fast, there is only loud footsteps from you and the flash of your light that blinds him from time to time, the thought of running and getting the hell out of here passes his mind, he wants to get out of this place so fast but your making things worse fro him by wanting to stay in this creepy old house longer.
After standing there for several minutes he would sigh lightly and turn around and follow after you, he cant believe he is doing this but I guess this is where all the fun is in live really, doing really idiotic things like this right here, and anyway if he packed out, the next day in school you would tell everyone what a baby he was and he would never here the end of it.
So he moves on ahead and follows after you, going into the room he flashes his light forward then entering the basement door he follows you down to the bottom and once there he would simply just stand right behind you, sighing lightly as he rolls his eyes and looks on at the boxes of ripped clothes.
“There are you happy now that you got to see this, now hurry on up and record this so we can get moving I just keep getting a bad feeling about this house.”
And then with those words spoken he could feel strange twinges in the muscles of his lower back, as though they were stretching and shifting. It was not painful, just strange, it was odd but he passed it over in his head, it was aching because of all the running he had done, he had nearly passed out with the dash he did just moments ago, but the strange feeling in the back of his spine did not stop and he just nudged as into to hurry the hell up, and with that there was a light silent ripping in the back of his trousers, his boxers had also suffered the same fate as now hanging out of the back of his trousers is a longish light hazel nut tail, it would just swing there back and forth freely in the cold air, it had expected the prison of his backside and it is now out swing freely much to is nonsense.