There was a haunted house a few miles down the street. My friends and I would always check out the area but we have never really gone inside.
One day, we decided to play a game of truth or dare. One of our cheeky friends dared two of the members in the group to explore the haunted house. It was practically a big mansion but everyone who tried to explore never lived to tell the tale. It was truly horrifying and brutal of where and how these people were murdered. I would rather not talk about the murders. But little did I know, one day I would have to face the music.
The dare was to explore the haunted house. Of course, me being the mature one, everyone in the group voted that me and Michelle were to go into the haunted house. The moment we stepped inside, Michelle and I were already terrified but I chose to be the adult.
We both entered the room that was on our right and I gasped. At the same time, I heard my other friends who were waiting outside scream. What I saw was Heather hung up by a rope and her throat was slit open. Her hands were drenched in blood and the floor beneath her was covered in footsteps that were bloody. I screamed my lungs out before running to the front door. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.
When I reached outside, I realised Michelle and Heather were still stuck inside. But I didn't want to save them. I was too terrified to.
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