A Ghostly Figure

1. Timeflies

2014

I stared out the shattered windows and watched as the people walk by.

"How lively."

To me it's the same old same old everyday. I watch. I kill. I repeat.

Now, don't get me wrong. Killing isn't fun. But it's the only thing I can do that makes me feel alive. I love how the color red gush out and cover the floors.

It's such a pretty color. Too bad people keep it inside them and never appreciate what they have inside. Something that I once had.

Taken away from me.

Now it's my turn. To take back what's mine.

Riece's POV

I pulled out my phone from my pocket and looked at the time.

2:55AM

He's late again.

I placed my phone back in my pocket and waited impatiently for my best friend.

He's always late, probably banging another girl that he just met in an alley.

He may be an asshole, but he is my Best Friend.

He was the one who helped me when my own father walked out on me. He put me back on my feet and stoped me when I was about to take my own life away from me.

I owe him.

I looked up at the sky and saw that there were grey clouds forming.

"Shit."

I keep forgetting to bring an umbrella.

I took my phone out again and dialed his number.

He picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hey." He said, out of breath.

"You're late." I growld.

"I know man! I'm on my way! I just need to turn around this corner and-"

There he was, holding his phone up on his ear and running. I hung up and glared at him. The moment he was inches away from me I was already shooting a bunch of swears and questions at him.

He had his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

"I was... Researching... About this... House." He panted.

"And you found??" I asked. He has this tendancy of lying, but one look in the eye and he'll confess. Only to me though.

He stood up straight and he had this blank expression. "There was a girl, found dead. I forgot what year but she was found dead, along with 2 other more bodies. I'm not sure who, but ever since then, anyone who goes inside will be trapped in the house forever... And die." He stared at me with the same expression.

"Bullshit." I said then walked towards the house.

"It's true!" I'm not joking.

"I know. I saw that flicker in your eyes that you believe in this bullshit business." I never really believed in ghosts. If that's what he was saying, then no. This ghost stuff is bullshit.

The only reason we came here at 2:30 in the morning was because I was going to prove that ghosts and spirits weren't real. They say that 3 o'clock is the devils hour, so that would make it two times scarier. And because I want to scare the living shit out of him by hiding somewhere then jumping out on him. That'd be awesome.

"C'mon pussy, we're just gonna be here for a couple minutes." I assured him.

I walked up the old steps and opened the door, it opened with a loud creak and I opened my flashlight and looked around.