Horror Story Part 1

You were already awake when the alarm went off; you keep staring at the ceiling, the volume of the radio gets louder. Finally you sit up and turn it off, today was the day. Everything was planned and perfect, well almost everything. You couldn’t have foreseen your friend’s aunt getting sick and him needing to go with his parents to visit her. However nothing was going to stop you from exploring that house tonight, nothing.

You check your backpack again for the fifth time since packing it yesterday afternoon; a crank flashlight, rope, first aid kit, crowbar, gloves and room for a bottle of water and your camera. You take your camera and two extra fully charged batteries and toss them into the bag before heading downstairs. You are so hyped you don’t feel hungry but you eat some cereal anyway before filling a large bottle with filtered water and running back upstairs.

Since you were little you’ve wanted to be a ghost hunter, granted proof of such things is hard to come buy and usually debunked but you still liked the thrill of going into an abandoned building after dark and having a look around. So far its all been boring, boarded windows and smelly rooms is all you’ve had the pleasant experience of till today. Your friend let you in on something he heard about from a fellow paranormal follower. It was a large house that had been abandoned for quite some time now, it was another town over which made sense since you were up to date on everything in your home town.

Grabbing your prepared backpack you quickly make your way downstairs and get your bike out from the garage. Peddling down your driveway you glance at your watch, if you keep a good pace you should make it to the house just before the sun goes down. You planned to have light to see any structural problems or alternate entrances before entering the house but a bike doesn’t come with GPS and you take longer then expected. When you finally reach what you think is the block the house is on the sun is already setting but its too far and too late to go back now.

Riding down the street you soon realize that the house isn’t on the block but rather it’s at the dead end and bigger then you expected. You place your back behind a tree near the front of the property and climb over the fence that surrounds the house. It’s going to be too dark to see soon and too risky to use the flashlight outside, you might be seen. You see a window on the front porch that looks broken but you might have better luck checking around the back.