‘Yeah of course, do you think I would have backed out?’
‘No, it’s just…. that place is haunted and I would never stay a night all alone in a haunted house, see you tonight then’.
‘See you there’, replied Alex
Alex began to regret accepting the idiotic bet. Alex had breakfast at a nearby café, he thought about what he was going to embark upon that Sunday night, he began to eat very slowly, he had some time spare time. As Alex started to walk home, he noticed that the cloudy and dull sky was gradually growing darker; it looked like it was going to be a cold night. Alex entered his immaculate, ground floor flat. He turned on the TV and watched his favourite sport, cricket; he loved watching professional cricketers play. Even though Alex was 24 years old, he felt nervous and scared at what he had agreed to do. He felt like a child awaiting the result of an exam.
Later that day, as it started to grow dark, Alex put on a very warm coat and took a pillow with him as he set off to meet his friends at the desolate house. It was a five minute walk to the house; it started to get very dark and began to drizzle. Alex felt a shudder run through him as he approached the house. It looked like a very large house, it was completely desolate, and as Alex he approached he could see that almost every window of the house was broken or smashed. Alex noticed that it was an old Victorian house, with a very gloomy, ominous and dreary feel to the house. Alex now felt like running away, but he did not want to show that he was scared to his friends.
‘Well, well, you actually turned up; I’m surprised you did….. You know what you have to do, go in the haunted house and spend one whole night in the house, and you might need this’, John laughed and handed him a torch.
‘This will be so easy…. See you all tomorrow morning, and you better have your £20 waiting for me’, exclaimed Alex nervously. Tom, Luke and John were waiting for Alex to enter the house.
Alex cursed under his breath; he regrets ever telling anyone that he was not afraid of ghosts. Alex entered the desolate house, he was now felling extremely scared. A flicker of light illuminated the hall way, followed by an uproar of thunder. Alex thought that he would never be able to sleep in this house, so he thought that he would just wonder around and see what it’s like in an abandoned, ominous house. As Alex stood near a window he could feel the cool breeze turn into a freezing cold gale. Alex stumbled over a slab of concrete, internally this house was in an atrocious state; part of the walls had been ripped off, windows broken and bits of the ceiling were crumbling. It was now pitch dark outside and it began to rain heavily. The freezing cold gale sent a shiver down Alex’s spine. He approached a door at the end of the long hallway, the door creaked open to reveal an old library full of very big oak bookshelves, and the ceiling had crumbled away as there were concrete slabs strewn across the floor. Alex wondered how long had this house been here for, there was piles of dust upon the shelves. Alex heard the rain beat down hard against the ground. Suddenly, he saw a flicker of movement, and began to feel very uneasy. Once again he saw a flicker of movement but this time the shadow darted across the room and into the next supposedly empty corridor. Alex stood rooted to the spot were he stood and wondered weather that was a real ghost or one of his friends playing an idiotic joke, Alex very reluctantly stepped towards the next door and precautious entered the second corridor. Here there was an extremely wide wooden spiral staircase leading into a floor engulfed by darkness. A flash of lightening illuminated the staircase.
In the distance, Alex heard a soft echoing scream, he froze in his footsteps wondering why he ever came into this haunted house, before tonight Alex was audacious but he now believed in ghosts and felt very vulnerable in a haunted house, he felt that he should pursue the echoed scream. Although he was terrified he began ascending the spiralling staircase engulfed in darkness, each step creaked and cracked under Alex’s weight, he stumbled over a step and fell but held onto the banister, as the staircase came to an end Alex had reached the top floor, it was complete darkness around the corridor, Alex turned on the torch that John had given him, he thought that this was the only useful item John had ever given him.
As Alex walked slowly forward, the now slightly illuminated hallway, he saw another moving shadow he felt the air around him suddenly move, and the shadow darted into the room adjacent to were Alex was standing, Alex felt terrified and vulnerable, but very cautiously Alex moved closer and closer to the room.
Alex entered the dark room, the next thing he saw was two sharp knives in front of his eyes, Alex let out a loud deafening scream, blood poured out of the room, a thud was all that anybody ever heard……