“Come on, Carl, you lost the bet, now you have to stay in the abandoned house for 15 minutes,” said Jake.
“Only 15 minutes,” answered Carl.
“Oh, and no flashlights allowed,” Jake reminded Carl.
Carl gulped and walked around the house where there was a broken window.
The house was built in 1888 and was owned by a rich man that I mentioned once in this story. (You will need to read it to understand the rest of the story) It was very fancy in it’s day and everyone liked it. It was made of dark wood and had 10 rooms and three floors. (Very impressive in 1888) But everyone abandoned it since the man died and his hand went haywire.
Anyway, Carl carefully climbed into the house from the window. Everything was dark and it took Carl’s eyes a minute or so to adjust to the dark. He was in the living room. All of the furniture was covered in white sheets that prevented the furniture from getting dusty. But Carl could make out a few chairs and a huge piano.
He walked through a hall and entered a kitchen. There were a bunch of huge knives hung on the walls and thick, wooden cutting boards on a royal table next to a window. (From which the rich man’s hand fell out of when he accidentally cut his hand off) Carl shuddered when he saw the knives and the window because he always reads about “The Muddy Hand”, and rushed out of the room.
This time he was in a small room with a staircase in the back. He saw a flashing red light in the corner and walked toward it. It was a camera recording. Carl picked it up and turned on it’s light and looked around. There was a wire stretched around the front of the staircase. Carl looked up and saw a paper ghost connected to the wire. Yes, you’re right, Jake set it up to scare Carl. Carl pointed the camera at him and said, “Nice try, Jake.”
But just then a cat hissed and jumped on Carl’s back and scared him out of his wits. Carl ran up the staircase. But of course, the staircase was old and broke from Carl’s weight. Carl fell in a strange round room with the cat still on his back. “HELP!!!!!!” screamed Carl for days but no one heard him. He was also extremely hungry.
At least the cat come in handy…
(If you didn’t understand the last part, ‘At least the cat come in handy…’ I’ll explain: Carl ate the cat when he was starved, simple.)
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