Haunted House

Chapter 7

As I heard his footsteps disappear through the house, I slowly started to figure out how to get out of the straps. I wiggled and twisted around but nothing was good enough. I began to look around and remembered there is a table with tools on them. If I can just get to that then I'll use it to get off this platform.

I move my body as much as I can to move the table I'm on. Surprisingly, it's on wheels. And after about 30 seconds of bouncing my body, I get to the tools. I scoot down the board just to get my head out of the velcro strap.

Now that my head is out, I reach as far at I can to grab a pair of scissors with my mouth. I'm bleeding on my wrists a bit but now I can sit up and cut my way out. I struggle but I achieve it. Now I got the rope undone from my hands and feet.

I finally sit up on the bench, take a deep breath and rub my wrists. Dark wood floors with holes in them, creaky windows, and a white wallpaper. This house surely does look abandoned. There is no furniture or anything. I jump on the bench and make my way out of the room. Right as I step out of the room, I have the view of the front door. I put my hands on the railing and look down at the first floor.

I snap out of this relief mode and remember that I need to get out of here. I walk and open up the door at the end of the hallway.

Guns. A lot of guns. They are everywhere. I know how to use some of them from my dad teaching me in my backyard so I'll grab one for safety. This guy is stupid for not putting locks on the glass cabinets.

Suddenly, I hear the whispers again. I really think I'm going crazy. Is this a dream? Yeah it has to be a dream. This can't be happening but if it is, I need to protect myself just in case.

I grab a gun and as I'm about to walk out of the room, I hear a car pull up. I quietly run to the window in the room and look out. It's him. He's back with three other men. I head to the hallway and army crawl to the room I was in.

I don't even think, I just open the closet door and shut it. The whispers are getting louder as I'm trying to find my way in the closet. I'm on my knees with my hands out and I still don't feel a wall. I decide to stop and just turn around so he can't see me if he opens the door. I get to the wall next to the door and relax.

The whispers are even louder and now I hear footsteps and men talking down the hallway. I tense up and all I hear is the sound of my own heart. My palms are sweating while holding onto the gun.

They made it. They are in the room. The first guy screamed at the top of his lungs and then the whispers stopped. Slow footsteps are getting closer to the door and then it stops for a couple seconds.

The door violently swings open and flash of a bright red light goes through my body.