The Worlds We'll Never Know

The Abandoned House of Old Man Jenkins

"O. M. G. I can't believe we're actual going here!" Chelsea said, clinging onto an arm.
"Eh, it's probably not to bad. Just a dead dude's house." Her boyfriend shrugged.
" I hope there's something creepy hehehe." His friend laughed. Even though his voice was two octaves higher than anyone else in the group it added to his creep factor.
Several others stared at him with a fearful and confused look on their faces.
Another person came along, a girl, but she was more absorbed in the depths of her own mind than some haunted house. The group of about twelve approached the unstable building. The rotting wood creaked as soon as the first foot was placed on it.
"Let's go one at a time." One girl said. Her hair , dyed purple, covered much of her face and her voice barely got to anyone's ears. One by one they filed into the house.
"Weeeeellllcooome everybody!" A spine- tingling voice said cheerfully.
Just then the doors slammed behind them.