As I walk through the woods shivering, the moon cast my shadow across the door frame. As I enter the decrepit house, I hear a series of loud bangs coming from upstairs.
The staircase lay in front of me. Each stair has cracks where they have been worn away by the leaking pipe overhead. The drip continues as I slowly walk upwards. Every step I take, the staircase creaks beneath my weight. I suddenly feel as though I am not alone. Every step I climb, the one behind me creaks more loudly than my own. The thought of finding my girlfriend forces me to carry on.
I finally reach the top of the stairs. As I walk further the bangs grow louder. It feels as though they are warning me that I should turn back. As I move through the corridor, I see shadows moving from the corner of my eye. I start to hear scratching on the wall behind me and it seems to be getting closer and closer. I hear a loud scream; I thought it was my girlfriend. I started running towards the screech.
Yet, when I reached the door I froze out of fear; my blood stood still. I hesitated. I was nervous I didn’t know what was going be on the other side of the door.
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