Chapter 1:

"Ve… Ve... Ve..." The Italian panted hard. He turned around to see if the 'monster' was still chasing him. It was. He could still see its shadows lurking behind the door. He sprang up and dashed again. He broke out into sweat and the beads of perspiration that formed on his forehead flowed into his eyes. It stung.

He felt breathless, his breathing was labored… The sounds of footsteps are getting louder. 'Thump th-thump thump th-thump'. The brunette desperately tries to quiken his spped. He tripped over a lifed wooden floor plank and landed with a heavy thud. "Argh…" he groaned.

'Thump th-thump thump th-thump' the sound of footsteps are booming now. The Italian struggled to pull himself up. He followed the pathway of the abandoned house. The floor creaked with every step he took. He turned at the edge and ran in a limping sort of way. Alas! It's a dead end!

The Italian frantically looked around. His breathing was so loud that it echoed in the abandoned house. The brunette pressed his back against the wall and prepared for the worst, which have yet to come…