two weeks later~. The day of the party it was raining but we kept our plans with the shattered glass and the smoke and the horrible smell it was like a scene from horror movie. The flames from our fire making dancing shadows across the paint chipped walls. The house looked like it used to be a secret church with an altar and broken crosses. It kinda had a satanic but angelic vibe an a feeling of no escape. With the storm coming the wind sounded like faint whispers. Huddling together when it starts raining harder and the fire starts dying down we start telling scary stories. Sitting beside Adian and rach laughing when we jumped or screamed at the sounds from the house. We all jumped when we heard what sounded like a girl screaming, ignoring it thinking it was someone playing a prank. As the thunder drowns out the sound of the screaming we began laughing and joking around again soon forgetting about it all together. Around midnight we started to drift off and people started to leave when it was just us and a few others the screaming got louder so Emmy me and few others went into the basement only to find Damien standing in a puddle of blood with a dying girl covered in crimson liquid laying on the ground. We stood there staring while Damien turned and ran like the speed of light. Unable to do anything but stare until Hayley came running up behind us asking what was taking so long when she stopped mid sentence frozen like the rest of us.
