It was a cold Halloween night in the month of October. Leaves were dancing in the frosty night and the scent of chocolate and caramel were thick in the air. Though there were no sounds of joyful laughter. There was only cold silence now that every little children and parents tucked away inside their houses in sweet slumber. That was until four rowdy teenagers made their way down the street. The crisp autumn leaves and gibber jabbering amongst them and the soft snickering were the only sounds they made. Soon they came upon a rickety old house that stood alone for almost thirteen years.
The grass was high and the house was in disarray. Paint flaked off the old creepy house whenever the wind blew on to into shutters and weeping willow in the front draped over almost the entire yard. One of the two boys stepped up front speaking softly but what he said chilled the other thee to the bone.
“This is where it happened. . . “He trailed off into silence.
“Where what happened, Nate?” Val asked, even though they already knew exactly what he was talking about, and so did the others. Val had bleach blond hair with brown roots. It was obvious it was fake.
He slowly turned around to face the others, his back facing the creepy old house.
“This is where that maniac lives.” He said in a quiet but dark tone.
The group gasped a bit and took a step back. They all stared at the house now, with eyes the size of the moon.
“Shall we go in?” The other boy stepped in from the back. His name was Brandon and he had red hair, with pale skin and freckles. Everyone made fun of him for that. He was about six foot three which would explain why he was on the school basketball team.
The two girls looked up at him as if he was a crazy man himself. A grin grew on Nate’s face and Brandon wrapped his arms around the two girl’s shoulders.
“What’s wrong ladies?” Asked Brandon
“Are you scared?” Chimed in Nate.
The two girls looked at each other.
“Pfft, of course not!” Carrie was a girl with long brown hair and one eye green while the other was brown. She was much braver than her friend Val and usually was the one to make the decisions.
She quickly pulled Brandon’s arm off her shoulder and walked closer to the house while, Val merely shied away from him.
“Come on Val-lie! Let’s go already”
Nate held the door open for Carrie and Val and Brandon then joined them on the front porch.
“I’m coming.” Val said quietly, jogging to catch up to Carrie.
Brandon and Nate grinned at each other unaware at the danger lying ahead.
Once inside they all got inside they sat down on some old dusty furniture distend to fall apart as soon as it was touched.
“Alright. . . .” Nate said clasping his hands together and leaning forward.
Everyone else leaned forward too, eager to listen to the story they had heard so many times before.
“About twenty years ago there was a man and his wife. They lived in this very house. They never had any children and for that, the wife, Ellen, always blamed her husband. Ellen’s Husband, Bill, would do anything for her. Every wish of hers was his desire. It was never enough. She nagged and nagged and put him down so many times. One day he just snapped. She was yelling at him for god knows what, and then he walked out. When he can back in he was wielding an axe.”
He paused and looked around the room seeing the fear in everyone’s eyes.
“And you know what happened next?”
The room was silent, not even the wind in the trees made a sound now.
“He came after her and he chopped her in into little pieces!”
They all gasped in surprise even though they had all heard the story several times before.
“But that’s not all he did, he fed her bones to the neighbors’ dogs. Then he took the meat and took it to the butcher to be ground up and sold. He would have gotten away with it too in a little kid hadn’t gone and told his folks about what he saw. He was taken to jail but he vowed that when he got out he would go after the kid that ratted him out and anyone else who tried to help him.”
Nate looked around the room hiding a sick smirk between his lips.
“Apparently the guy broke out a few days ago.” He shrugged the statement off as if it was nothing but everyone else was shaken with fear. They were all holding on to each other like they wanted some sort of protection.
“I-Is he going to come h-here?” Asked Val holding on to Brandon’s coat, burying her face in his arm.
“Let’s hope not!” Said Nate as he stood up from the dusty old chair. He now had a twisted smile on his face.
“Nate you’re such a jerk!” Carrie stood up and slapped him arm lightly.
“You scared us!”
Nate dashed to the side to avoid her slap.
“Hey it wasn’t a lie! Its true!” He snickered.
He stood up strait.
“Why don’t you believe m-“
Before he could finish a large axe was plunged into the top of his head. His body collapsed to the floor and a tall, skinny man with snow white hair and an orange jump suit. He bent over to pull the heavy axe out of Nate’s head and went after his friends. He drowned into darkness, horrified screams and blood.
He awoke in a cold sweat, almost falling out of the bed. He padded his hand all over his body to make sure he was okay. He sighed in relief and jumped out of the bed.
“What a nightmare.” He exclaimed pulling on his clothes getting ready for school. He made his way down the stairs and rushed out the door to get on his way to school. He was too busy to see the News report that morning.
“Three adolescents missing since Halloween, blood was found where Valerie Jhonson, Brandon Perkins and Carrie Ann Williams were last seen. The search for these three teens are still being conducted.”
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