The Rule

The year is 1953. The house was a very old and strange house, it's only residence was Anthony Meyer. Who was an odd man, didnt speak much and didnt really get out of the house much. Anthony let tourists stay in his house for as much time as they needed, but they had to follow his one rule.

Martha and henry lendrick loved trveling the world, they had travelled to atleast every continent once. They had dreamed of going around the world, and they were living out that dream. Henry was a young buissnessman who was around the age of 30 and had black hair, blue eyes, and was a taller man of his age. Martha was a pretty, young woman around the age of 25 and was a travelling saleswoman. She had blone hair and brown eyes and was a shorter sized woman. They were just in the town of GreensBrook when they realized they needed a place to stay, So they chose the old Meyer house, where everyone was welcome.

When they arrived in a taxi cab, they were greetted with Anthony standing at the doorstep of the house, as if he was expecting them. "Is it ok if we stay here for the night?" Martha asked Anthony. "Sure you can, everyone is welcome at the meyer house" Anthony Replied. He helped them get settled in by giving them the key to the guest room upstairs. " i only have one rule, and that is to not go in the basement. Will we follow that rule?" Anthony asked. "Yes Mr Meyer, we will follow that rule". They both replied.

It was getting late and Martha said she was going to turn in for the night. " I think i will stay down here for a while and chat with Anthony for While, is that ok dear?" Henry asked Martha. "Sure, Just have fun and be ready to leave in the morning" Martha replied. Martha headed upstairs to the guestroom and pulled out the covers and got into the bed and then pulled the covers over he and quickly went to sleep.

Henry and Anthony had chated up quit a storm before Anthony announced he was going to bed. Henry bid him goodnight and he too went upstairs to go to sleep. When he got in the guestroom though, Martha was nowhere to be found. He quickly searched the entire room for her but Martha was nowhere to be found. He went downstairs and knocked on Anthony's room but when Anthony didnt answer nor opened the door, Henry quietly opened the door to check if Anthony was asleep. But... Anthony was nowhere to be found either. Henry quickly became scared fearing that someone had taken Martha and Anthony. He searched the entire house for both of them. After searching the entire house for them, He realized he hadnt searched one room... The Basment! He didnt want to break Anthony's rule but he knew he had to if someone was inside the house and could cause harm to him or darla.

The door creeked open and the stairs were very wooden and old, He slowly went down the stairs and with ever stair he stepped on, a creeking noise was made. He finally reached the bottom of the staircase when he saw a door at the end of the basement! He slowly made his way to the door when he had accidently stepped on something. He didnt know what it was but it was no time to check, he had to find Martha. He finally reached the door and slowly opened it. The door made the loudest creeking noise Henry had ever heard, and he saw a lightswitch to the right of him when he opened the door. He switched on the light and it revealed a very bloody mess all over the floor. There were bones and guts everywhere. He then saw a girl laying down in the corner. "That must be Martha!". He thought. He was standing next to the girl when he tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around and revealed what was Martha's face, but it wasnt Martha.

"Am i pretty" The girl asked. "what have you done with Martha you Bastard?!?" Henry Demanded. "I'm Martha now" The voice sounded familar, very familar. "Anthony... Is that you?" Henry asked fearfully. The girl nodded her head. "You see that, that is what is left of Martha!" Anthony said pointing at the pile of bone and guts. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, I finally get to have the body i always dreamed of!" Henry broke down in tears as Anthony picked up a a butcher knife and stabbed Henry in the throat and blood poured out of Henry like a river. " You should've followed my rule!" Anthony said Smiling.