The Holiday of horror

Chapter 4

Tanya's POV:
The clock chimed 1, it was 1am. We had dinner, of pasta and beans, I know not the best. Now we were all round the fire talking. I cuddled up to Jim, I didn't really like this house, it had a scary atmosphere to it and I never felt safe. "We should go up to bed" I whispered to Jim, he smiled and nodded. "Guys, we are heading to bed, see you in the morning" Jim announced, a few "nights" could be head before we walked off upstairs hand in hand. "This place scares me" I said as we walked down the hall to were out room was, "it is kind of creepy" he laughed, "it's just old thats all" suddenly there was a crash from the room we had just walked by, I screamed a little, "what was that" I asked jim, "I'm not sure, I'll go see" he answered, "no don't just lets go to our room" I added, trying to be responsible. We eventually reached our room. I had put a candle outside the door so we knew it was ours. This room had a big four poster bed to the right of the room and to the left was a big oak wardrobe, a strange clock hung on the wall and a window out looking where our cars were. As I got my pyjamas on, Jim drew the curtains. "Tanya, what's that" he suddenly said, I came over to look out, the huge iron gates were opening but there was nothing there, "I don't know, it's probably the wind, it's stormy tonight" I reassured him, "yeah" he mumbled. We both got into the hold bed and huddled up to each other. We eventually drifted off to sleep. The last thing I saw was the clock on the wall reading 4:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relived it was only a dream, but I saw the clock on the wall it read 4.06, I heard the wardrobe doors creak open. "Jim, Jim!" I practically shouted, not taking my eyes of the slowly opening doors, "mm what's wrong" he replied as he rubbed his eyes, "the wardrobe" I whimpered, pointing to the what we're now tightly closed wardrobe doors. "What about the wardrobe" he asked confused. I told him about my dream, "listen Hun, it was just a dream and only your imagination, now it's 4am lets go back to sleep" he reassured me and we cuddled up back to sleep.

Joes POV:
I woke to the sound of a crack of lighting outside the window. I yawned and got up, despritaly needing the toilet. I checked the time, it was 9am. Caspar was still asleep on the single bed next to me. I slipped my clothes on and peaked put my door to find nobody around. I looked in a few rooms until I found a box room with 1 surprisingly modern toilet in it. I did my business and strolled back to my room. I came back to find Caspar fully ready and sitting on his bed in his phone, "you know there's no plugs, so we can't charge anything" he said as he did a sad face, " I only have 58%". "Find some other way of having fun" I laughed as I opened the black curtains. I turned round to see Caspar doing a handstand, I got my phone out to take a picture, then i noticed something strange, I looked at my most recently taken picture, it was a picture of me sleeping. "Caspar was this you?" I asked, quite freaked out, "was what me" he asked as he came over, "did you take a picture of me last night", "no! I don't know your password" he acted shocked, "it's not even funny" I laughed, "I know it was you" "no joe seriously it wasn't me, I swear on my mums life" he said deadly seriously. "I don't know who it was" he then added. I looked at when the photo had Been taken 4.07 am. Weird, I figured we should head down stairs and then I'll ask who played this prank.

Finns POV:
Last night Louie told us about the history of the mansion, it kind of freaked my out but i tried not to think about it, I didn't get much sleep last night, we went to bed At 2am and I woke up at 4.07 am and couldn't get back to sleep it was 9am now, I had just gotten changed, Louie was now up drawing the curtains and waking up jack. "Sleep well?" Louis asked me, "not really I woke up at 4.07am and couldn't sleep again" I complained, we carried our conversion all the way downstairs where we found joe and Caspar and Marcus and Naomi on the couches, the fire was alight, and it looked as if they were in deep conversation about something. "Hi guys" I said as we walked over and sat down. "Hey" replied joe, "did any of you guys play a prank on me last night?" Joe suddenly asked, "no why?" I answered, intrigued, "well I went to take a picture of Caspar doing a handstand earlier and I noticed there a picture of me sleeping that was taken last night at 4.07am on my phone and I'm a bit creeped out." He explained. "Oh my god, I woke up at 4.07am and couldn't get back to sleep, that's weird" I said, "but I swear I didn't take the picture" jack and Louis also swore it wasn't them. By 10am everybody was downstairs, I went with joe to ask the last people that it could have been that took the picture, Tanya and Jim. He explained to them what had happened, Tanya replied with, "oh my, well I had a dream with woman was murdering me and it was 4.07am and then I woke up to find it was 4.06 and I swear I saw my wardrobe door open until I woke up Jim and we went back to sleep. This was so weird, maybe something happened in the past at 4.07 am to someone in the asylum or the school and they wanted us away from here or worse, they wanted us dead.