Prolouge
It was a cold Halloween night and I was out with my friends. I was always a mischievous girl who would get into trouble, but what could you expect from a badass nineteen year old. At the end of our street was an old, rundown, two story house. The blue paint was chipped and faded to the point where you could see the weathered wood. The windows were boarded up so not even the tinniest bit of light could seep through.
"Hey Kris, I dare you to go inside." said my friend, Cameron. I was also the kind of girl who loved to be scared. Whenever I would have friends over I would always be the one who would be like "Let's go tell ghost story's in my closet!" in the middle of the day for no reason other than the pure pleasure of being scared.
I approached the porch and stepped onto the first step smiling a malicious smile. The whole time I was focusing on the door. I reached my hand out and turned the door knob. It turned surprisingly smoothly. The door creaked open. There were a few gasps from my two waiting friends. I walked inside.
"Come on you guys its fine!" I called back to them. They followed me in.
"Kristen…" said Tara.
"What?" I responded, turning around to look at her. It was so dark all I could see was what little light there was reflecting off her black hair.
Before she could say anything I spotted a pair of eyes glowing out of the darkness. I knew they couldn't be those of humans for only animals eyes glowed when light hit them.
My first instinct was to run, but I was curious. I moved toward it.
Tara grabbed t-shirt to tug be back.
I kept walking. I could dimly see a pale face of a person coming out from the darkness.
Then everything went black.