The dark house
Earlier today, John and I were taking a walk in the outskirts of the town, when we saw an
old house on top of a hill. I wanted to take a closer look at it, but John looked a
little spooked, and mumbled something about not wanting to go there.
I convinced him that there was nothing to be afraid of, it's just an old house which
haven't been occupied for a while, though I wasn't sure whether someone really was living
there. We walked up the driveway, up to the house. It was huge. The place looked
deserted, the grass wasn't mowed for ages, and everything was a mess. John chew nails
like crazy, but I still wanted to check this place out.
The door was made of wood, and looked like it could fall apart any minute.
I tried to turn the door knob, but it fell off as soon as I touched it. The knob rolled
down the steps and kept on rolling down the driveway, and stopped by the fence.
That didn't make John feel any better at all. He looked like he had seen a ghost.
I took a deep breath, and pushed the door. It wouldn't budge an inch. ?Help me out?, I
said, but John kept chewing his nails. God knows why, there was nothing to be scared of.
Or was it? I took a step backwards, and then kicked the door. It slowly slid open, and I
went inside. ?Wow! What a huge mansion we've got here!? John took a peek into the house,
but didn't dare go inside.
There was a huge hall in the middle of the house, with staircases to my left and
right. I went right ahead, towards a glass door in front of me. It wasn't locked, so I
carefully turned the knob, and the door opened. Suddenly I felt someone touch my
shoulder. I turned around immediately to see, but there was nobody there. ?Probably just
my imagination?, I said to myself, and went on into the room.
It was a lounge, with some impressive furniture, antiques and other objects. It was a
lot to look at, and I yelled for John. He didn't reply, so I went to check on him. All I
found outside the house was a shoe, and his necklace. I couldn't quite understand what
was going on. If he'd run away, at least he'd taken his belongings with him. The door
slammed shut behind me, and my heart stopped for a second or two. I turned, and again
there was nobody there. All I could hear, was the breeze in the trees nearby, and a
helicopter flying over the town. I admit I was a bit spooked myself now, and felt like
running away, but I was fascinated by this old house, and wanted to explore it.
I turned around and went inside again, the door wasn't locked this time. I went up the
staircase, and into a bedroom. I should never have done that. On the bed lay John,
without his shoe or necklace, completely pale in his face, dead. I started crying,
wishing that we'd never entered this house in the first place. A cold breeze made me stop
crying, and to swear revenge upon whoever that did this to my friend. Outside the room I
spotted something floating in the air, in the hall. It was transparent, I could see
through it. It floated closer to me, and I started running away, down the stairs and
towards the door leading outside. But it was locked. ?I'm doomed?, I thought, and stood
still. As I looked to my left, I saw a window, big enough for me to climb through. I ran
over there, knowing that the floating thing was following me. The window was in a
kitchen, and in one corner I saw a little white furry thing with long ears. I looked
behind me, the floating thing had stopped in the hall. I picked up the bunny, but when it
turned around, I could see its long, bloodstained teeth, and its red eyes, staring at me.
I couldn't move, I panicked. The bunny jumped and bit my arm, my god it was painful, and
the blood started running, dripping on the floor. I kicked the bunny, it flew towards the
hall, and then I broke the window with my shoe. But something kept me back. I had sworn
revenge, so I couldn't leave this house until I had eliminated the creature which had
killed John. I turned, the bunny came running towards me, and I grabbed a knife to fight
it off with. I waved the knife around, trying to stab the bunny to death, and managed to
do so after having been bit way too many times in my legs. The kitchen didn't contain any
form of bandages, so I started searching around the house, carrying the bloody knife with
me.
At last I found the bathroom, and some bandages to put on my wounds, but suddenly
someone turned off the lights. I got terrified, and walked around as blind as a bat. I
felt someone touching me again, and ran as fast as I could in a random direction, until I
hit my head in something and fainted. When I woke up again, I felt pain in my right leg.
When I looked, I saw the furry little white thing chewing on my leg. I grabbed a pot
plant, and smashed it into the rabbit, which fell lifeless to the floor. I picked up the
rabbit, and walked towards a railing.
I was now in the hall, and I saw the floating thing downstairs, near the kitchen. The
bunny started to move, and I quickly threw it over the railing. It hit the thing down
there, and they melted together into a green slimy mass. The green stuff began crawling
up the staircase, and towards me. My feet ached so much, I couldn't run, so I picked up
my knife from the floor and prepared to fight it. I slashed the knife into the monster,
but nothing happened. I tried several times, but of no use. I climbed over the railing,
and lowered myself by my arms down to the floor below. The green mass followed. I walked
towards the kitchen, but it was hard to see anything in the dark. Some light came in
through the windows, though. I searched the room roughly, and found a fork, a bottle,
some broken glass which I cut my finger on, and a flashlight. I turned on the flashlight
and looked around. I found some kerosene, and put it in the empty bottle I found, and
then tore a piece of cloth from my shirt and stuffed into the bottle. The Molotov
cocktail was ready for use. I lurched upon the creature, and when I was close enough, I
lit the cloth with my lighter, and threw the cocktail at the green slime.
The monster burned for quite a while, and soon it was nothing left but ashes.
I went up to the bedroom where John was, and I fainted when I saw him get out of bed all
by himself.
When I awakened, I noticed that I was lying on the ground outside the house. John said
that we'd better get as far away from this house as possible. I tried to get on my feet,
but I just fell on the ground again. John helped me get to the railway station, and
bought me a ticket. He had to go home, so he couldn't join me. Now I am sitting here in a
couch, riding as far away from that spooky place as I can, but my legs are still aching.
And what is that furry little creature in the corner of the couch?
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