The Motionless In White Collection of Urban Legends

The Bell Witch

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It started out as a bargain that Ricky just couldn't pass up.

A nice little farmhouse with an abundance of land, for a pretty reasonable sum of money as far as he was concerned. It just needed a pinch of work, but other than that, Ricky thought it would be perfect for his little family. Only an idiot would turn down this kind of deal on a property.

The house was quite small in size, but it would work nicely for Ricky, his husband, and their daughter, Becca.  The land around it, though, was what Ricky really had his eyes on. There was so much he and Ryan could do with it. It was money well spent, Ricky decided. There was even more land available to purchase all around it. He figured he could invest in some of that as time passed, as well.

It was a happy day for all three of them, the day they moved in. They were finally getting out of that lousy apartment, which was far too small for them, and moving into their own house.

However, it took less than a month for Ricky to realize why the property had been sold for such a low price.

After just a couple weeks of living in the house, Ricky had spotted an abnormal creature lurking outside in his fields. From what he could tell, it had the head of a rabbit, and the body of a dog. He acted as quickly as possible, grabbing the hunting rifle he kept in the house's first closet, shooting at the animal multiple times. But, it was to no avail. Somehow, the creature had vanished.

He contemplated asking some locals about his situation, but without any proof, he decided he would be better off keeping it to himself. After all, his own family didn't even see the creature, because they were out for the day. For all he knew, it could have merely been his imagination. Besides, he would rather not mention anything at all than seem like the town's new psychopath.

Just as Ricky was starting to let the whole event go, something else out of the ordinary started happening. While trying to sleep that night, Ricky could hear all sorts of noises coming from outside the house. Scratching, gnawing, hacking, and even knocking at the doors and windows.

"Ry?" he spoke up softly. "Are you up?"

"Yeah," Ryan groaned in response. "How the fuck would I be able to fall asleep with all that racket outside?" he mumbled.

"You wanna come check outside with me then?" Ricky asked. "We can probably easily stop whatever it is."

"Fine," Ryan exhaled, dragging himself out of the bed. He gave his husband a quick peck on the forehead, before following him out into their living room.

The two of them both put their shirts back on, then quietly made their way outside, Ryan grabbing the hunting rifle on the way out. But, there was nothing, and no one, out there. The noises seemed to stop the second they stepped outside.

"Seriously?" Ryan muttered under his breath. "There's nothing out here. What the fuck was making that noise then?"

The pair stood there in silence for another moment or so, before Ricky spoke up again.

"Come on, let's go back inside," he said, placing his hand on Ryan's shoulder. "The noises stopped, anyway."

Though, the noises never really went away. They never stopped. The constant, various beating noises only got worse as the days- Or nights, rather- Went on. But eventually, the noises were combined with something even worse.

One night, while Becca was falling asleep, the covers of her bed were slowly peeled off of her. She could feel the fabric lightly tickling her exposed arms as it slid off of her body, causing her to giggle a bit and open her eyes, expecting to see one of her parents there in her room. However, when she opened her eyes, she saw nothing, and no one; only her blanket moving further and further away from her bed.