The Basement

Chapter 1 - The Basement

Charlie had never been in touble before, she had always been the teachers pet, the goodie two shoes. Until one day. It was an early Sunday morning, I belive, around four in the morning. A knock sounds through her house, echoing through every hallway and each room, one after another. It's creepy enough to have someone knock on your door when you are sleeping, let alone at four in the morning. She didn't know what to do, just like anyone else would, she chose to panic. She stayed in bed, she didn't go anywhere near the door. The banging stopped for a few minutes, then she could hear voices. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying.

Another knock at door, this time Charlie began to approach the door. She grabbed her phone on her way through, ensuring thag she was in a close range to her mobile incase of an emergency. Just as Charlie was a matter of steps away from the door the knocking stopped.
Silence again.

After the weird experience Charlie decided to go back to bed. This was soon interupted again, she heard the knocking again. This is when things were about to change for Charlie. She picks up her phone and gets the emergency services ready to call and opens the door.

A tall, thin man stood on the other side of the door, he had grey bags under his eyes and a pale complexion, he looked almost as if he'd seen a ghost. Behind him, a smaller yet larger man. She turned the light on to see them better. A shadow formed behind them, it was small, almost child like. It didn't fit the bodies in front of her, there was only one shadow, but how could there be?

It wasn't the first tike something like this had happened. Just a few months ago, Charlie was getting ready for bed, she was in her nightgown. The knock fisrt rang through the hallway, finding it's way up to her room and back down again. She followed the sound, down the stairs, through the kitchen, into the hallway and stood behind the door. She opened the door, nobody was their, yet she felr thr presence of a person....
She felt someone brush past her and enter her house.

Charlie had tried not to think of what happened before, that was just a freak experience, hee mind must have been playing tricks on her. Little did she know, her mind wasn't playing tricks.

'You must come with us. We will take very good care of you.' Spoke the taller man of the two, the short on stayed fairly still, not saying a word. He was staring through the door, over her shoulder and towards the back door.