How Everybody Died

All of the parts are going to be generally short, so if you don't like that don't give me unneeded hate over it.

It was a dark and stormy night, actually it was a relatively sunny day in August, but I wanted to create more suspense so I did, but that obviously failed miserably so I'm just going to tell you a little about the book. One person dies approximately every seven seconds, and generally a person's chances for death aren't that high, but for the seven of us our chances skyrocketed the instant we set foot in that old abandoned house at the end of the road

(oh and if you have suggestions about the next book I'll write please don't hesitate to tell me in the comments).