My life slowly slipped away as I took a step forward and regrets filled my abandoned mind, as I tip toed across the empty hallway. I was hopeless but mostly helpless. Now all I get do is sit in this HORRYFING haunted house in complete darkness and shed tears. Once every 5 minute a bolt of lightning would whip through the city and cause the rooftops to crumble into microscopic pieces. It would get darker and darker until it got pitch dark - It was as dark as a dead mans memory and empty like an abandoned soul. I could hear the creepy trees dance to the tunes of whistling wind. I was petrified and clueless on what to do next. I slowly trudged forward as a miraculous object clashed towards my body. I started to feel its warm breath on my paralyzed this going to be my last memory? Helplessly I sprinted across the hallway. I could hear it moan at me with blood curling tortured voice. Finally it pounced on me and whispered 'Goodnight'... My life was slowly taken of my helpless body...