Chapter One:
Mike stared off into the distance, a large building loomed in the horizon. Windows were shattered, the facade was crumbling, nobody had been their in a long time. "I don't know guys." he said.
His friend Sam looked at him. "C'mon, we've been planning this for a while."
Tim smacked him on the back "You aren't scared are you?".
Mike sighed. "I just doesn't sound safe, you know the rumors don't you."
Tim scoffed "I'm sure they're just making stuff up."
"Yeah, we can prove that it's just a bunch of crap." Sam added.
"Okay, if you say so." Mike said.
The three boys continued to trek through the thick overgrowth that surrounded the abandoned sugar mill. After a while they came across a fence. Mike looked up "Looks to high to climb."
Sam dropped his backpack near the fence. "That's why I brought my daddy's tools."
He reached in a grabbed a pair of pliers, and pinched one of the links. With a pop, the pliers cut through the rusty metal. Sam waved his hand, and Tim and Mike grabbed two other pairs of pliers from the backpack, and started cutting through the fence. Soon they had a large hole to slip through.
Stepping on the circle they cut out, the boys walked over to the large empty building. The close they got, the more it loomed over them. Once the reached it, Sam pulled open a rusty door, and the stepped into a large open room. "Wow this is so cool." he remarked.
"Yeah, I can't believe it." Tim agreed.
Inside the room was dimly illuminated from faint light shining through the faded windows up above. The boys walked carefully across, scanning the walls for doors. After finding one, the scurried down a darkened corridor.
After exploring several hallways and rooms, the boys heard a faint noise. "What's that." Mike whispered.
"Probably nothing." Sam replied.
"Still we should check it out." Tim said.
The boys walked into a small room, and saw where the noise was coming from. It was the faint hum from a mini fridge. Sam opened it up, and took out a bottle of soda. Tim grabbed one too, and they started chugging them. "Take one." Sam said.
Mike looked at them with a blank expression. "Guys this is bad news."
"Why?" Tim asked.
"Someone lives here!" Mike growled.
Sam nodded his head. "Probably a weird hobo."
The boys continued to explore the building. Suddenly they froze when the dim light in the room gave way to pitch black. They hadn't noticed the lights until they were shut off.
Suddenly their was a loud thump that echoed through the room. Mike looked side to side, but could not see anything. "Sam! Tim!" he called.
He heard no reply, but heard another loud thump. "Sam! Tim!" he called again.
He saw the silhouette of someone walking towards him, but he seemed bigger than Sam and Tim. He was whistling a strange tune. There was another thump, and pain shot through Mike's chest.