Trust no one

Prologue

It was a really dark and eerie night in the middle of October. Only one person could be seen

roaming the streets of the small town called Bettyhill. It was a young brunette girl wearing a black coat.

She walked quickly and nervously until she reached an abandoned house. The girl stopped at the front porch and stared at the house. The house was huge and looked like a mansion but it was really old. The windows were broken and the curtains torn. It looked creepy enough from the outside.

It looked like she was wondering whether to get in or not. She eventually made her decision and slowly walked in. The door closed behind her and moments later a loud scream could be heard throughout the town.