Slaughter House

A memory of a house, once filled with joy and laughter, is now full of dread and terror. The walls painted with splattered blood, reeked of rot and decay. Eerie fog surrounded the area, the house blocked on all four sides by never ending woods. A single dirt path, became many, for it lead back to the house, endless. How people made it out, hah, not a single one. For once you step into this world you'll remain trap here. The remains of bodies scattered beyond the boundary lines. A single soul dared venture into the boundaries of the house. A detective by the name of Blake, a young knowledgeable fellow, approached the house prepared for the worst.