It was a normal friday and like every weekend i looked for abondoned houses or ruins. That was my special hobby.
Even as a small child i had gone to old houses, which at the moment wasn't used. I especially liked the ruins which wasn't far away from my house back then.
I sat in my car and drove to a house at the moment.
People said that werewolves lived there but who did believe that?
After 15 minutes i was arrived. The house was really old and the facade was crumbled. It was a typical horror house. I loved it.
I went out my car and went to the house. From the near you could saw the rotten wood clearly.
Suddenly i heard a branch crack behind me and i turned around. But there was nothing. Had i been wrong? It was definitely just an animal.
I turned around and went to the house. It wasn't very big. To my right, a staircase led upstairs and to my left, a gangway led into a kitchen. I was about to go up the stairs when i heard a noise from the kitchen.
I ran there but stopped in doorway. There was blood on the floor, not much, but it was definitely fresh.
I turned and ran to the door. I almost reached the door when i got a hit on my head and my eyes went black.
YOU ARE READING
a special encouter
Mystery / ThrillerLike every weekend, i pursued my hobby. I look at old houses and ruins. But if i had known what happened that day, i would have preferred to stay at home.
