You and your friend are looking for a new house. The only one available was a small cottage on elm street. As you walk toward it you wipe the dust off the mailbox to reveal the numbers 666. You shrug your shoulders as you walk onto the porch. You twist the door knob and then the door creaks. Your friend walks in behind you. You reach for what looks like a light switch and you hear a scream. You shine your flashlight at it with fear. Nothing is there. What was that? You ask yourself as you turn around to look at your friend. He was gone nowhere to be seen. Is this a prank? You say out loud. You turn around and you see what seems to be a little girl. The girl was white with a blood stained shirt and black hair. You here a scream again but this time you hear what it says. It says run. The scream fades away. Before you know it you are face to face with the girl.
