Despite my discomfort everything was awesome, we laughed and giggled and then John disappeared into the kitchen with Joanne and left the six of us in the living room. They were in there for a good half an hour but we didn’t miss them. We were having our own fun. Gradually everyone eased into what we call ‘personal time’. That’s when you’re on a group date but you can’t tell that anyone but you and him are there.
When they returned John gave us a tour of his house it was nothing compared to the living room. More chills were travelling up and down my spine then hippies on the central London underground. We went down this long corridor and John swung each door open in quick casual flashes and he seemed to get a thrill out of the dark and husky atmosphere that flowed out of each room. The corridor was plastered with ancient war weapons and armour. Large crystal chandeliers were hanging from the sealing as they served their purpose and lit up the other wise dull and creepy hallway. Some rooms seemed like death chambers such as the laundry room, which seemed to have a damp mist hovering over the floor and a chill swerving around the room. Others rooms such as the Johns dad’s den had a still symmetry feel.
But the worst was John’s room. Johns roomed seemed to close up as you entered it. I would have thought that I was imagining it but I took a glance at Elaine and Tania and they looked pale and in panic. Shallow and faint whines were flowing around the room in a constant and deafening sequence. Johns eye’s seemed deeper and evil he was getting high off the wickedness that surrounded his room and I could feel the fear drifting from me to Tania to Elaine and back so I took this as a sign and turned around and left the room quickly and swiftly with Elaine and Tania closely following.
Joanne and John stayed behind and David and Aaron tried to usher Tania and I into the guest rooms but we were both frozen on the spot and the end of the corridor astonished by what we had just experienced. Elaine, being the stronger one of three of us requested for the guys to take us home, and she became defensive when they tried to persuade her otherwise. So the guys left to bring the car round and I came out of my daze and suggested that we inform Joanne in case she wants to come with us. I asked one of the girls to come up with me but they weren’t having any of it. So I moved stealthily up the stairs with my back against the railing in fear of something creeping up behind me.
I got to the top of the stairs and a floorboard creaked surprising me and causing me to scream at the top of my lungs and the staircase began to crumble and collapse. I frantically started to scan all directions practically breaking my neck in confusion and fear searching for a logical explanation. I was screaming constantly until my throat went dry, and all I could let out were desperate squeaks. I ran to John’s room for Joanne’s assistant and the door slid open before I even touched the handle exposing a room half the size of the room John had exhibited to us earlier. The room was cold and covered in cobwebs. The floor was carpeted with weeds and small squeals were coming from the walls. But the scariest part was that Joanne and John were nowhere to be found.
I heard my name being echoed down the hall. And I froze in fear I prayed harder then ever in my life and build up courage. I ran half way down the corridor and pulled an antique hunting gun of the wall I remembered John telling us that none of the guns worked but I was sure it could knock someone out. I took long strides towards the hole that the old staircase had left and I could hear my name echoing louder and louder until I reached the place where the staircase once was and I peered down. There were two ghostly figures emerging from the unsettled dust above the rubble. I was ready to attack or at least scare them off with the gun.
My body flopped in a relaxing relief when I discovered that those horrid creatures were my best friends Elaine and Tania. They were as scared as I and confused too. They told me how they ran out to get the boys to help when they saw what had happened to the stairs but the boys were nowhere to be found although the car was still there. Tania broke into tears because she was so worried and scared. She the asked in a weak and disturbed voice why we were the only one’s that seemed to notice how weird this place was, she murmured through her sobs and tried to make sense of the whole situation. I didn’t want to maker thing s worst but I didn’t know what else to do so I told them how I couldn’t find Joanne or john and poor Tania totally freaked so Elaine held her and tried to calm her down. Elaine took charge and demanded me to run and get bed sheets, and when I asked her why she calmly and playfully replied ‘to play out the whole sneak out your bedroom window using a bed sheet cliché’. We all burst into half-hearted giggles and although we were all still so scared we were feeling a little better now that we were together.
I ran down the hall that I had become so familiar with and cautiously opened the master bedroom door. I was so relived to find that John parent’s room was still John’s parent’s room, but that relief soon faded. The bed turned into a smoky ditch and released hideous looking creatures . Their pointy ears were twitching and there emerald green eyes glistening. They drooled blood and my stomach churned in disgust. But the scariest thing was that they all possessed the faces of Joanne, John, Tony, Aaron and poor little cute David. I screamed for my friends to help me and headed for the door, which dissolved into the wall like butter on hot toast. I searched for a way out and my search seized at the window, which was slowly disappearing too. I dragged my shaky legs and made an attempt to run but I was moving too slowly and I simply collapsed onto the floor in desperation as the window disappeared right before my eyes.
Then nasty looking gremlin versions of my friends flapped their veiny wings, which transported their bony brown and purple bodies over to me and they all pilled on top of me slowly blocking out my view of the posts of the Egyptian style queen size bed which they had come from and the genie theme that was plastered over what seemed to be the very last room I would ever see.
Then the floor gave way just as the staircase had earlier and I plunged through the floorboards like water through a drain. I landed with a thud and passed out.
I was shocked to hear my name being called from a distance again. I had been so sure I was dead and all I wanted was a moment’s peace. I couldn’t take any more surprises and I yearned to be home in bed. I fluttered my eyelids before regaining full consciousness. I frantically scanned around the room ready to defend my self from my next attack but I wasn’t under attack. Instead I was on the sofa in the living room with my three girl friends and the guys surrounding me with worried looks on their faces.
O.k. Diary, here’s were you get to laugh at me, it was all a dream it turns out that I had a bit of a caffeine rush from Starbucks naturally followed by a crash. I felt so stupid and embarrassed that I begged to be taken home and here I am. So the most interesting day I’ve had this year was all a large figment developed from too many horror movies.
Anyhow all that drama real all not has tired me out so I’m off to bed this is me signing out bye diary.
Melinda