Hannah's POV
The house was left in darkness and I didn't dare move from my spot at the door.
My breath was coming out in fast pants and my chest rose and fell to quickly. My palms were clammy and I felt beads of swear rolling down the side of my face.
I couldn't see anything but I could hear something.
I could hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs towards me.
Shit.
Pressing myself up against the wall, I slid along the wall, and I found the door to the living room, opened it and shut it closed behind me.
I stumbled out into the middle of the room, and kept walking until my hands grabbed the fireplace. My hands ran across the mantelpiece, until they gripped the box of matches.
Quickly, I lit one, thankful for the light it was giving me. I held it out in front of me, it's small orange glow lighting up the space in front of me.
It soon burned out and I cursed, lighting another one and I moved forward.
"Be brave." I whispered to myself and I opened the door into the hall. I shone the match around but I saw no one.
I walked into the kitchen and I hissed in pain as the flame reached my fingers and I dropped the match to the ground. I fumbled with the match box and lit another one.
And saw Michael standing right in front of me.
"NO!" I screamed, dropping the match and running down the dark hallway. I could see the moon was shining through the windows, casting a dim light into the house.
I ran for the living room, but it slammed before I could get inside. I then heard more slams of doors from in the house, the only one not closed was the kitchen and I knew that was were Michael was.
"Please." I breathed out, closing my eyes, placing my hands over my face.
There was a silence for five minutes and I decided I needed to get a source of light.
I held my breath, walking back down the dark hallway to the even darker hallway. I crouched down onto the ground and reached my hands out, trying to find the box of matches.
When my hands brushed the box, I smiled and grabbed them. I fumbled with the matches, lighting one, thankful for the light it was giving me.
I shone it round the kitchen, trying to find Michael, but he wasn't there.
That's when the lights flickered on.
I sighed and blew out the match but my blood ran cold as I heard someone clear there voice from the corner of the kitchen.
I slowly turned around and screamed loudly as I saw Michael standing in the corner of the room, leaning up against the wall, watching me intently.
This was when I got my first real look at him. He was wearing a white shirt, which was stained with blood at his side, suspenders and trousers, he had dark hair and his eyes were the darkest colour of black I had ever seen in my entire life.
He smirked at me and started to give me a creepy smile.
"Boo." He said, quietly and I quickly ran out of the kitchen, down the hallway and to the front door.
I pulled at the front door and to my surprise it opened...
And Luke and Calum were standing there.
"AHHH!" I screamed loudly.
"AHHHH!" They screamed back and I put a hand to my forehead, taking a deep breath.
"Are you okay?" Calum asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.
I shook my head, still taking shaky breaths.
"We came round to see if you were okay," Luke explained and they took me into the living room.
"I'm not." I said and Luke shook his head.
"We can see that." He said and Calum sat down beside me on the sofa. Luke took the sofa opposite us.
"Me and Luke have been thinking, Hannah." Calum said and I turned to look at him.
"About what?" I said and Luke let out a long breath.
"About maybe getting something like a physic or a paranormal specialist round here to check the place out. Because everytime we come over, you're a complete mess." He said and I nodded.
"Yeah, okay." I said and Calum and Luke both gave eachother glances.
"Do you guys mind staying here tonight?" I asked them and they shook their heads.
"We wouldn't mind one bit." Calum said and I smiled.
"Thank you." I whispered and Luke took out his phone and typed what looked like a message.
"The contact I know says the paranormal specialist will be over tomorrow, so we will stay with you until then." He said and I nodded.
But something told me that the paranormal specialist will do more harm that good...
