I walk along a dark road on a cold and frosty night and suddenly l notice a pathway leading to a large victorian building in the distance. I walk along this pathway with the dark night covering my entire body and a small glimmer of light showing me the way towards an open area of land. I get towards this building and feel a ghostly presence about my body and a shiver down my spine while l study the terror in my precence.
l slowly walk towards the door of this ghostly site. Looking round me l spot somebody looking towards me and they say hello joining me on my crusade on finding more about this large Victorian building I reach for the door and knock loudly the door begins to open and creek with a chill of cold air pushing onto me and my companions body the door opens into the mist of a cold November night.
A lady stands at the door with the look of terror her eyes penetrate deep into our bodies she holds out her large shaped fingers and points towards the hall area. We both walk in from the cold winters night and towards the hall and gradually look around to ask the lady about this place but the lady smiles back towards us and walks towards a wall and vanishes into the buildings foundations and away from sight.
We are both stand stuck to the spot with fear in our eyes and our legs shake while we run towards the door only to find the door is locked and we are trapped in the house of horrors. g here…