Hounded

1. The boy down on Gravestone Road.

Kids roamed the streets dressed in various different costumes. Some colorful, some scary looking. Door to door the children roam singing "trick or treat" and holding their pillow cases out with glee when someone drops candy into it.

Three teenage boys join in on the hype, they goofed off and did normal teenage things. They liked to scare the younger ones by jumping out from behind bushes then laughing about it as the kids screamed and ran away.

"Guys do you know what we should do tonight?" One of the teens, Brendon asked. "What?" The other two, Josh and Dallon asked. "We should go down to that abandoned mansion on Gravestone." Brendon said. Josh and Dallon looked at each other before smiling and agreeing.

The three started their journey, singing "this is halloween" as loud as they could as they went, just normal boys being disruptive and not giving a shit. They ran down the road once the mansion came into view.

"You go first." Dallon said, shoving brendon a bit. "Okay." Brendon smiled pridefully as he picked up a rock to break the lock on the door. He furrowed his eyebrows when it turned out that the lock had already been broke and now laid on the step in front of the door. He shrugged but kept the rock in his hand as he entered the house, the two others following.

On the inside a boy, named Tyler, awoke from his slumber when he heard the door shut. He pushed up off the floor where he was laying into a sitting position and looked around, his breaths heavy. When he seen a light approaching from down the hall his eyes widened and he vanished into thin air.

He reappeared in the top corner of the dining room area, staring down at the three intruders. They had a flashlight and were looking around, laughing and whispering to each other. The boy teleported into the living room as that's where the others had traveled.

He stayed high up in the corners of the room, watching, panic shaking through his core. He crawled across the ceiling, trying to see the faces of the boys. When the one with the flashlight turned he quickly teleported again, not wanting to be seen.

He now stood a little ways behind them, in the archway that separated the living and dining room, his eyes glowed a vibrant yellow. One of the boys who were standing on an angle caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye and quickly looked over. The boys eyes widened and he teleported again.

The one who caught sight of him, Josh, gasped. "What dude?" Brendon asked, turning the flashlight to where Josh was looking. "I seen a boy.. he was right there." Josh said pointing to where the boy once stood. "Theres no one there man... maybe some of your halloween candy was drugged or something." Dallon laughed.

He stopped when he heard something smash and all three of them turned around. An old picture frame lay shattered on the floor, and the teleporting boy was like a deer caught in headlights when the light from the flashlight found him chilling up in the corner.

He stared at Josh and his friends with wide eyes. Brendon was quick to throw the rock he had kept at the boy. He didnt mean to, it was just his first reaction because he was spooked. The rock hit the boy and he fell off the wall and to the floor by the broken frame and the rock with a pained sound.

No one spoke, only staring at the tiny boy who laid on the floor clutching his stomach where the rock had hit. Slowly the three boys crept over and Tyler sat up, leant back on his arms as he used his feet to push him further away from the others. His back hit the wall and he couldnt breathe, his lungs caving in on themselves as he shook violently in fear.

The three had cornered him. He swallowed nervously as he was blinded by the flashlight. The three others glanced at each other, The boy  was in rough shape, littered in bruises and cuts and filth. The one with the flashlight, brendon, cleared his throat. "Hello?" He said.