The House on the Hill.

Chapter Three

"Hello. I do believe this is filming," I began as the camera was on me, "its now 11:50pm. I'm currently in the living room of a mysterious old house that sits up on a hill in the woods. Over the past 25 years this house has had over 300 recorded deaths in it. Every owner who lived here died. Either they killed themselves or something liked them. The last death in this house was one week ago. A 16 year old boy was told to enter the house and stay the night...alone. The 16 year old boy was found the next morning. His body was ripped to pieces and his head hung from the ceiling."
"The locals are frightened of this place and refuse to enter or go near it. The last person to clean the house was two years ago. She managed to quit in a horrible way....by cutting out her eyes and tongue."
"The last family here was the Parker family. Mr and Mrs Parker had one child. Her name was Jennifer, and she was only a year old. They just moved in and were found all dead the next morning. The husband had beaten his wife and child to death with a baseball bat. Then he hung himself."
"Every family who entered never survived a night. My goal is to stay here for one night and record anything that happens here."
"It is now 11:59 pm. May the fun begin," I say turning the camera off and setting it down on the couch.