He walked into the room, and the temperature dropped. Chills ran up and down his spine, and slowly he started hearing a slow, quiet moan. He glanced around, and saw a girl sitting in the corner holding a book. Slowly, she looked up. In a scratchy voice, she said, "Are you here to play with me? None of my playmates ever wanna stay for a long time." She stood up, came over, and grabbed his hand, faster than he could blink.
She ran off into the night boy in hand. They approached an old treehouse in the woods. There was what looked like red paint splattered all around. The boy was frightened. Terrified even. He was chilled to the bones. Quaking in his skin. Rattling in his boots. The treehouse look as though it was about to give way to the wind.
The girl seemed pleased from what he could tell. That made him feel worse. She was humming pop goes the weasel. But it was altered. It was slow and scratchy. It didn't sound like a noises a normal human could make. The night air blowed at her hair which made her look like a being from another world. The boy was on the brink of tears. How did they get there so quickly? Why was he even there in the first place? Questions coursed through his mind.
When they finally arrived, the girl turned and grinned at him. She was different than before. Her iris was almost completely black. She had no color in her skin and her hair had become black.
"Come, let us play with my friend."
They walked to the corner of the treehouse. There was a door. They walked through it to find a pentagram drawn in the center. She walked to the center of it alone. She reached down and pushed a button on the CD player that was in the middle. It started playing the spooky scary skeletons remix.
A poof of black smoke.
The boy screamed.
It was the spoopy spary skeletons man.
( AN This is my first time uploading so I decided to do something short and stupid just to figure out how it works)