Throughout the night the wind blew ferociously as Davide turned and tossed in his sleep. as he attempted to sleep, he heard all sorts of noises. Trees would hit the windows as soon as he almost fell asleep. The wind would whistle throughout the house due to the poor sealing of the window. He groaned as he sat up a bit. He looked around. He looked around the room for something of use for light. He regretted leaving his phone in his truck, not like he would have much phone service in here. He found an old candle lantern as he searched the shelves in the room. He pulled out his lighter and lit the candle. It gave off some heat as well as a good bit of light. Davide walked out into the hallway. "Hello" he shouted down the halls.
Unexpectedly there was a giggling response to his shout. Come and play, a voice echoed through the halls.
He shivered as he slammed the door shut and ran to the window. I have to get out of here, he thought, remembering what the journal read. He looked outside and cursed. The wind had blown the snow so that the window could not open. There were footsteps getting closer and closer to the door. The door slowly opened, Davide held the lantern, ready to swing, when a rat walked past the door. He went to sigh in relief when a black claw reached around the door. Come and PLAY the voice said again, this time more demonic. A loud screeching swept through the room, causing Davide to fall to his knee, then everything went dark.
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Davide woke up in a cold sweat. he sighed loudly as he looked out the window. The sun just started poking through the trees as he wiped his forehead. "Some fucking nightmare that was" he looked and glared at the journal he read last night. He stood up and walked out into the hall. He walked to the kitchen and froze. On the counter was a rat, dead. He slowly walked up, grabbing a cleaver from the cabinet as he approached. The rat just seemed to lay there. He sighed and pitched it to the side as he shook his head. Probably rat poison. He looked around, searching through more cabinets for food. All he found were some seasonings and some noodles. he looked at the noodle, no mold or anything, and perfectly canned. He nodded as he walked to the stove with a pot, ready to cook.
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The Roll of Thunder (Not Finished)
HororAfter a freak snowstorm and a crash, Davide stumbles upon a house, which for being old looks in surprisingly good condition. He spends the night, and in the morning he realizes he is stuck there. slowly the house reveals its secrets to Davide. Will...
