A/N: Hello everyone! So I've been working on this since August. I never touched this for a while since I've been pretty busy and the moment was gone to write this bad boy. This will be my very first horror so please bear with me. Also I'm very serious when it comes to horror so please guys also be warned.

Disclaimer!!!: Be warned that this story is mainly on violence, torture and gore. Bloody scenes will be frequent so please be wary for this one. It will also portray things about hallucinations, insanity and death. Please stay away if uncomfortable with blood and gore. This is not for the weak of heart. And remember! You have been warned.

I slept on my bed that night without a care in the world. I mean who could ever even think that it would happen to them right? So anyway, yeah. I fell asleep soundly. And then when I woke up...

I was still in my bed. In my house or was I really? ... But I know I could hear something scratching behind my door so I opened it... Only to find nothing at all and oddly the scratching disappeared. When I looked at my hallway that's where I felt like I was punched in the gut. That was not my hallway. Instead of the pink bright walls it was replaced by dirty white boarded walls. When I glanced back to my room, the bed where I was lying before, was now not my bed but just a metal surgical bed. The walls paint peeled off from age and dust and cobwebs invaded every corner I saw in the room. I walked down the unfamiliar hallway then down the stairs to the first floor. Even though the place was entirely made of wood, it was big. Really big.

A chandelier, also filled with cobwebs and dust, was just dangling in the ceiling without light. Bookshelves and carpets. An old big clock on the corner, and different kinds of finely made furniture was just waiting to be touched and admired again. "Where am I?" I said to myself. I saw two different hallways leading from the left to the right. The left hallway sign says "kitchen" and the right was half unreadable since half of the sign was gone. The only words I can only read however were "PSY" with no other options I went to the kitchen but the sight made me want to puke everything I swallowed before. Large and small intestines, lungs, liver, kidneys, hearts and other more insides were placed right there at the center of the round dining table. Blood could be seen everywhere as cutted limbs of...oh god. No. There were heads and cut off limbs of once people dangling on chains. Their eyes wide open, looking at me.

I covered my mouth as I started to gagged at the sight. Tears welled up in my eyes when I looked away. Someone... No... A lot of people. Died... Probably even in this house. I suddenly heard a spine-chilling sound of a knife hitting the tile of the kitchen counter. I looked back out of curiosity but I regretted it up until now. An ugly, wrinkly, deformed face was looking at me with its cold, piercing yellow and red eyes. It slowly smiled like a madman as it also started to come to me closer. It then grabbed a long chain with thick sharp hooks at the end and pointed it at my way. "Mine" the thing said with a hellish voice.

I ran full sprint away from it but it only laughed loudly as its voice echoed the long hallways. I finally saw what looks likely to be the main front door of the house but when I tried to open it the thing won't budge. I heard the sound of chains dragged on the floor and laughter getting louder every second that rolled by. I panicked and remembered there was a lot of hallways and doors upstairs and maybe I could lose the horrible thing up there.

I changed my plans and ran upstairs. I went to the left then right hallways until I tripped and fell head first to the ground. I shook my head to let out the daze but the thing probably heard my loud thump because I suddenly can hear it's laughter and chains getting louder and closer to where I was. I suddenly got another idea. I ran down the hallway where I was in and went inside in one of the rooms.

Since it wasn't lock when I opened it, I didn't lock it behind me. Maybe it'll suspect and know that I'm hiding in this room. Ugh. There's a dead body at the bed. It made my stomach churn to see another dead. I saw bloody hacksaws, big knives, and chainsaws on the side of the bed. He must've used those to...

No. No. I shouldn't waste time. I hid inside the closet, hoping and praying he won't know that I'm here. I waited. I... Couldn't hear anything. Then the sound of chains clattering was at a distance. I could now hear each of the doors on this hallway were opened and loudly closed.

Louder and louder it grew. Now what am I gonna do?

The door shutting stopped and was replaced again by deep silence. My breathing hitched as now I heard its demonic voice behind the door "I know your in there" he mocked as the door swung open slowly. I covered my mouth trying to hide away my whimpers. I could hear it's steps going to the bed. I looked at it as I used the small hole on the door. It checked under the bed. Looked at the drawers then to the knives on the side of the bed. My heart dropped as it grabbed one long knife while making a screeching giggle. Tears started to swell in my eyes again. It then went to the opposite direction to where I was.

NOO!!!

I screamed at the top of my lungs when suddenly the cabinet doors opened, revealing the nasty looking face again. It then grabbed me by the hair and practically dragged me to the bed. I struggled to get away but its grip was so tight my head hurts. It threw me on the bed without a thought as it let out another screeching giggle. It raised the knife in hand ready to strike at me. I closed my eyes, just waiting for the pain to come.

It's giggles turned into great laughter, my tears coming out once more, thinking is this the end?

I then heard the monsters laugh dissipated and replaced by a scream. I opened my eyes and saw... Oh thank god. The man who was lying at the bed beside me thrusted his own knife to the monsters side and strongly pushed him off the bed. He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me up fast "Run! And don't look back!" And I did. We both ran for our lives running without knowing where we are. Hallway after hallway, we didn't dare to stop even for a little bit of air. After making sure the monster wasn't following us, we both stopped at in front of a door that was way far from the depressing colors and the fearful atmosphere of the house.

"Come inside" he said and took my hand again, leading me inside of the room. Shaken by what just happened I suddenly collapsed to the floor. He caught me by the arm and waist as I finally lost my conscious.