The rain dew slid down the van widows as the Australian May Autumn turned into a frosty Winter. The wheels turned as the 8 seater shifted into 3rd gear and sped through the shallow puddles along the harsh gravel down south on the way to Loncious. Beth and Abi sat in the drivers and the passangers seat, blasting the music throughout the car. Nat Zac and Jordan in the middle, and Jewel, Sam and Nick in the back throwing their hands around to Lecrae.
The car jolted to a holt as the friends leaped from their seats covering their heads whilst scavenging through the bags for the tents. "My hair!" Jordan squealed sprinting towards a near by tree. Everyone giggles as they quickly unpacked and set up the tents on the damp shingle.
Whilst the others hurried through the rain, Nick and Zac walked into the rank of trees and logs to find fire wood. Their venture taking them deeper and deeper into the woods where laid the driest wood. Creaks and crackles enterted the atmosphere as Zac and Nick found themselves upon dry wood. Abruptly Zac let out a blood curdling scream as a wild ranga Caleb and Theo, the groups good friends, jumped out. "Hi guys!" Smiled Theo, raising his hand as if to wave but leaving it sitting there. "I found an old abandoned house by the river, some say a pastor used to live there. Wanna go check it out with us?" Theos smile grew as Nick and Zac nodded and headed back to the squad.
Little did they know what lay ahead...
YOU ARE READING
Master of the Candle
ParanormalEight friends go on a road trip down South. Along the way they meet other friends and see an abandoned house. Unaware and unsuspecting these friends stay at the house. Death hangs fresh in the air and trusts are broken with each passing moment.
