Thunder rumbled in the horizon. It was already late in the evening and Isabella had nowhere to stay for the night. Isabella was a student for study abroad programme in England, for months she had dreamed of visiting a rural part of the country and had chosen a place nearest to her place.
" so much for a travel" she grumbled when the rain came pouring down upon her. She took off her backpack and rummaged through it and took out a plastic bag.
"I shouldn't have ever come in this god forsaken place! And my luck and timing needs an applaud" she grumbled walking quickly in search for a shelter to stay for the night. The plastic bag on top of her head provided no kind of protection against the pouring rain and it was already getting worse since a cold breeze blew over her which made her shiver in cold.
If this continues I will fall sick!
The sky now darkened more than ever making her difficult to see where she was going. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled over her head making her anxious more and more. The rain was starting to get heavier and the wind picked up it's speed. It was finally settled. She was doomed, she had nowhere to go in the middle of nowhere and a thunderstorm over her head.
Please god forgive me for my lies and stealing candies. I pray to you please don't let lightning hit me, I don't want to be a roasted chicken
Isabella repeated her prayer over and over in her head. She was fully soaked from head to toe and was angrier than ever. She wanted to hit herself for her stupid idea of getting some adventure. But finally her wish came true, she saw a house, no a mansion in a distance near the woods. She ran towards it. A heavy weight seemed to be lifted from her chest as she neared it more and more.
When she neared the gate, she noticed the thick creepers on the gate and the pathway looked so haunted. If it were some normal situation she would've stayed miles away from this place. But now, since she had nowhere to take a refuge she went in. Even though her heart said otherwise. Beggars can't be choosers right? As she went nearer to the mansion she found that there were no inhabitants of the mansion. And, it creeped her more than ever. She didn't even wanted to stick her foot in a possibly haunted house. She felt like one of those stupid ladies in those scary
movies.
She began to have second thoughts about entering the house and almost returned to the gate when a loud thunder boomed across the sky which made her shriek and she ran inside the house slamming the door shut in the process.
The lightning outside illuminated the inside of the mansion. There were cobwebs everywhere. There was a flight of stairs which probably led to to the next floor. She turned on her phone flashlight and looked around the house. She held her tempt to go upstairs but a shiver ran down her spine when she felt as if someone was watching her. She turned around and saw no one, but there was a doll. A life sized porcelain doll.
F*king great! It's a haunted house with some creepy ass doll. Annabelle...
She thought and went to look at the doll. It was a cute boy doll but had eally creepy eyes. Which doll doesn't? She poked the doll's cheek and as predicted it was cold and solid. She noticed behind the doll was a huge portrait of a family. In the portrait there was an old gentleman with an old lady with a young boy. The gentleman stood tall and proud and the lady looked kind and gentle but the boy had a uncanny look in his eyes. But somehow he looked familiar.
Isabella began thinking where she had seen the boy and almost laughed at her stupidity when she realised that it was the porcelain doll.
They must've moved from the house...But why would someone leave their doll?
Her phone binged indicating that her phone was low in battery. She wanted to smash her phone into pieces in anger but it would be very uncalled for and it wouldn't be the best choice since she would be trapped in a dark, probably haunted mansion.
Isabella suddenly had the urge to know the secrets of the mansion and traced the wood of the door with her fingers. The wood of the stairs were still intact and wasn't termite infested unlike all other abandoned homes. She entered a room and saw it had shards of broken glass on the floor. What could have happaned in this house?
She menuvered around theitems in the room and saw all of them were antique and rare items. When she was looking closely at a toy car, she heard the floor boards creak as if someone was tiptoeing on it. She feared it was a ghost or something so she hid herself behind the cupboard and switched off her phone flashlight.
The creaking gradually stopped and thought that the coast was clear and quickly wanted to flee from this mansion. When she turned to leave the room she turned on her light she saw dried blood on the carpet, it wasn't just a drop but a dried puddle, as if someone had been murdered there.
Her face lost all of its colour when she realized where she was.
Oh my lord...I'm in a serial killer's lair! Oh god why does this always happen to me! If he finds me I'm doomed.
Isabella slowly opened the door and switched off her light. She didn't want the killer to know where she was. The lightning outside illuminated the corridor every minute. She looked around and saw no one in the corridor. And started tip toeing down the corridor, but she was not aware that someone was watching her each and every move since she stepped her foot inside the mansion.
Isabella suddenly saw a movement from her peripheral vision and turned to that direction. The lightning illuminated a tall figure raising a baseball like bat to hit her. She knew it was a man and it was the serial killer. He had a procelain mask on his face. She cowered and shreiked, and that was the last thing she saw before everything went black.
chapter end...
well, this is my first attempt to write a fanfic beyond the boundaries of anime fanfiction. I was just like, why not try something new? I'd like keep this Author's note short. Because nobody would read it. And...don't forget to review! XD
