‘Let’s just go in’
‘I don’t know about this’
‘Come on man! Lets jut go in, stop being a scaredy cat’
‘I am not! But if you want to, then let’s go’
I still remember the last conversation I had with Eric. It was dreadful. I knew we shouldn’t have gone in, I knew it. I’ve lived in guilt for the past three years now and I feel responsible for his death. Yes me, me Alex rider.
It all started when Eric and I, heard about the cottage. In the southwest of dooms dale, there was that cottage. The cottage where my closest friend took his last breath before being pierced in the head with a broken glass bottle. I still remember it. Eric and I went to the cottage. It was entirely my fault. I wanted to see if the cottage was all hype or if what had been said was true. Me and Eric walked inside the front door of the cottage. The door was made out of thick heavy wood, which creaked as we opened it. As we began to take further steps my heart pounded like a drum. I looked towards Eric and I saw a sense of fear in his eyes. I asked him whether we should go back although I did want to continue further. Eric replied ‘its up to you’ So I further continued as I walked down the corridor. I looked around, but as we pursued further and further, the lighting went dimmer and dimmer.
‘Aaaaaaaaaaagh’ I looked back towards Eric as he screamed.
‘Are you alright Eric’
‘Llll…llllooooo…lllllooooo…loooook’ Cried Eric. I looked at the direction he was pointing. There were numerous skulls and skeletons of people stacked on top of each other. Every nerve of my body squeezed tightly as a spine chilling feeling arose into the atmosphere. Me and Eric ran back towards the door, but the door creaked as it closed just before we could reach it. We were left in a cottage, where there was pitch black everywhere. There wasn’t a single spec of light in there. For the first time in my life I was scared. I felt vulnerable. Eric felt the same. I thought to my self what was the need, for coming here? The stair cases started creaking as if there was someone there. I looked back with fear. Yes, fear written all over my body as I tried breaking the front door. I could literally taste the spooky atmosphere increase by the minute and the stench suffocating me like a river full of corpse.
‘Alex, Alex, Alex!!!!!!!!!! Look over there’ I turned and looked towards the other end of the corridor. A phantasmal force struck upon us pushing us back towards the front door. I shivered with horror as I saw a ghost like figure glazing at my face. ‘Eric’ I cried with desperation as the figure got closer and closer. There was a sudden silence, as thunder struck the cottage. M e and Eric started to run up the stair case beside us. The figure followed us. Eric went in a different direction to me, and the figure turned and trailed in the direction Eric went. ‘Eric’ I shouted. Full of fear Eric steamed right down the corridor upstairs. The figure threw a bottle of whisky towards him, which just flew right past him and shattered into pieces on the floor. The Eric continued running as I called for him, he looked back and slipped onto the floor, with the glass bottle of whisky piercing him straight through the tempel. I fell in shock as I lost my closest friend. A spine chilling feeling approached me, squeezing every nerve in my body tightly. The figure turned around and headed towards my direction. I took a deep, slow gulp before steaming towards the window in one of the rooms. The figure trailed as I couldn’t see anything as it was pitch black. I looked back and saw the figure duplicate. I knew my eyes couldn’t deceive me as I felt like a prey being stalked. Out of hopeless worry and desperation, I jumped straight through the single glassed window on the left hand side of one of the rooms. I landed on a bush, in the front garden, breaking my arm and wounding my leg.
Feeling like a wounded animal, I got up. Seeing the opportunity I ran out of the cottage, zoomed straight down the alleyway full of darkness. Full of fear, I charged past the dark, gloomy dungeon, which was full of horror. With nowhere to run I hid myself around the corner.