One Late Night
One Late Night
I was walking down the street, one cold, dark night, shivering. No flashlight. No jacket. I thought I knew my way, but obviously didn't.
Finally, I admitted I lost the way and started looking around for shelter. I found one huge house with all the lights on which looked welcoming.
I knocked on the door and almost immediately, the door was flung wide open
'Would you be so very kind and let me-'
That was when I realized that there was no one there. I first thought that it was some dumb kid trying to prank me. I stepped in the house and looked behind the door. False move.
The door banged shut and all the lights flickered, then turned off and the curtains were drawn. Great, I thought. Not only was it darker than it was outside, but I was also stuck in a huge house with no one but some random, magical and mysterious person. Or thing. In other words, I had no idea what or who I was with. Or I might be alone. Like I said before, no idea.
I tried opening the door but it was locked. Again, no idea how.
I started hearing some creaking, and then I started to panic.
'Ah....' I heard a creepy voice say. 'Someone...... came here..... ha ha ha....'
That was the last thing I ever heard from anyone; I fell down with a loud thud and heard another eerie sound, and that was the last of me.