Deep in The Forest

Margret's House

I turned around, away from Seth and the door, to look around. The floor was wooden and speckled with dust and bits of broken wood. The kitchen looked old and the furniture in the living room was dusty and broken. How could she live here?

Seth stayed close to me and occasionally told me to point the torch at something.

"I swear, if we have to go in a basement--"

"Shh!" I told him, scanning the house with the torch, "Since you're so bothered about the basement, why don't we try the attic?"

"That's bad too!" Seth whined, sounding like a small child.

"Maybe we could--"

"If you say spilt up, I'll leave you here on your own, Scooby Doo!" He said.

I laughed, "Scooby Doo never said 'Let's split up' it was Fred."

"I don't care."

We continued to walk around, checking cupboards and shelves. Nothing. I pulled another torch out of my pocket, it was small but did the job, and tossed it to Seth.

"Thanks--Wait where are you going?" I started walking to the stairs.

"You stay down here. Shout if you find something." I started to walk up the steps. All of them as creaky as the last.

"And if someone comes and tries to cut me in half?"

"Scream." I got to the top of the stairs and looked around.

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The doors leading into other rooms were all wood and probably as creaky as the front door. There was a tattered carpet on the floor which looked like a dark, crimson, red. Candle holders were screwed into the walls next to the doors with melted candle wax that dried before it could drip off the holders and onto the floor. A few small tables stood along the walls holding pictures and more candles. The glass on some of the picture frames was too covered in dust to see the image behind and others held no images at all. The floor boards creaked as I walked, probably giving Seth a few scares no and then. There were a few windows but the curtains were just pieces of tattered fabric blowing in the wind.

I opened the first door, then the second and the third. Nothing. Literally nothing. No cupboards or beds or anything. Just a window. The fourth room creeped me out the most. Again, no cupboards or shelves. No bed or furniture. But there was a box.

It was a cardboard box, collecting dust, sitting in the middle of the room. I checked the corridor one more time to check if anyone was there, no one, then walked in and knelt next to the box. I put the torch in my mouth so I could see what I was doing and opened the box.

Inside was a few pieces of paper and some pictures. The pictures showed two people and the trees stump. They were both girls and the pictures looked old. Maybe it was Margret and her sister or something when they were kids. Wonder what happened to her. Margret's sister, Violet, had gone missing back when they were kids, the whole town's heard the story. She was just...gone. No trace of her. That family was into a whole bunch of weird stuff: witch craft, magic and their ancestors were the first people in Bremin. They never found Violet and they declared her dead and few years before we were even born, even though they never found a body.

"Tyler! Can we go now? There's nothing here!" Seth shouted. I closed the box and picked it up, I hadn't looked at everything in it and maybe it had some information about everything that's going on. I walked down the stairs and Seth instantly furrowed his eyebrows. "What's the box?"

"I don't know, could have something in it though. You find everything?"

"Apart from a family of rats? No."

"Ah, that was what that girly scream was."

"I didn't scream!" Seth shoved me, "And I don't scream like a girl."

"I've been with you when you watch horror movies, you scream like a girl."

"I can't be bothered with you. Let's just go." Seth started walking to the door.

"Check the basement?"

"Do I have a death wish?" Seth turned around and I started walking to the door that lead under the stairs. I opened it to see a staircase going down. Seth sighed, "Fine!" He threw his hand sin the air and walked over to me, "But if something happens, I will run."

"I'm faster so I'd have a better chance of getting out if something did happen, which it won't." I started walking down the stairs, Seth right behind me.

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It was dark. As a basement should be. The steps creaked like everything else in this house. We got down and saw shelves filled with books covered in dust. Non of the books looked that interesting other than the one that wasn't covered in dust.

"Seth, check this out 'The Bremin Witches'." I pulled the book off the shelf and flicked to a random page, "'Sacrifices'?" I looked over at Seth, who stared at the book in my hands.

"Well, that's a lovely book. Remind me to look for it in the library some time." He said sarcastically. I closed the book and started walking out of the basement, Seth was quick to follow.

I put the book in the box and picked it up, "Won't Margret know that stuff's gone?" Seth asked, opening the door for me.

"I doubt she'll mind. She basically told us to come here." I walked out of the door and Seth followed.

"I hope." We started walking back through the woods.

A/N

Hey! It's a Tyler part and it's over 700 words. Yay!

Who do you think the killer is? I know who it is but I want to know how it's coming off in the story so far.

Hope you liked this part. I'll update again later because I want to get to the next Tyler part because something happens there and I really want to write the Seth part after that. It's nothing to do with the killings or anything but it does add to the story a little.

C'ya! xx