The House At The Top Of The Hill

There was a house at the top of a hill. All you could see was the sun's bright beam of light bouncing off the wood, while everywhere else was a light and lively blue. It's a quaint little house, like something you'd see from the old movies. It draws you in, like it wants you to explore the old walls filled with history. You thought why not because it seemed like a small tourist attraction for summer, so there should be no problem with you going in. The tall fancy doors opened with a creak as you popped your head inside. As you stepped into the house....

Black.

You slowly opened your eyes to see you were in a dimly lit brown corridor and at the end there was a door with iron bars nailed onto it tightly. Being curious, you pushed the door open to ask for a way out. There was a little boy strapped to a table in a room with walls as grey as charcoal, and next to the boy was a woman with a devious and malicious smirk. In the woman's hand was a plate with small vegetables scattered around with a steak knife....but there was no steak. Your vision flickered and as it cleared, you saw the the boy was covered in blood and a cackling woman, who picked up the knife and slowly made her way towards you, and it was at that moment you realized....you were next.

In a mere second, you found yourself strapped to the same table covered in blood. As the woman started to bring the knife towards you, there was a bright light shining down on you. It was then you knew that it was just a dream. You breathed a sigh of relief and said "I shouldn't have watched that movie".