A Nightmare in Gotham
Billy was walking down a long dark hallway followed by his sister Samantha. Billy had thick eye glasses and breathed heavily due to his asthma.
"I know I saw it earlier." Billy said.
"What exactly are we looking for again?" asked Samantha
"I told you," responded Billy, "I saw a treasure chest in the house, I just can't remember where I saw it."
"Why would there be treasure in the house?"
"Because Mom and Dad use to be pirates I told you." Said Billy as he opened then closed another door. "Oh wait I remember where it was." Billy looked down at the very end of the hallway." There." He said pointing at a rusted metal door with the words "Keep Out" written in spray paint.
"Has that door always been there?" Samantha asked. She and Billy had lived in that house for seven years and she never remembered seeing the door before.
Billy ignored her question as he jogged over to the door and opened it with a loud rusty screech.
Billy walked through the threshold followed closely by Samantha. She looked around. It was a massive boiler room with an obvious red lighting.
"There it is!" shouted Billy. In the middle of the room was an old fashioned treasure chest. Billy hurried over.
A tremendous bang made Samantha jump. She turned around and saw that the heavy metal door had closed. She pulled at the door with all her strength but couldn't make it budge. They were trapped in that boiler room.
"Billy." Samantha said as she turned around, but Billy ignored, as he was still transfixed on the treasure chest.
"I'm gonna open it." Billy said as he un-did the lock on the chest. Samantha sat quietly in anticipation. Billy slowly opened the chest and peered inside.
Instantly an arm reached out of the chest, grabbed Billy by the face and pulled him in. The chest closed and locked itself, trapping Billy inside.
"Billy!" Samantha screamed as she raced over to the treasure chest in a desperate attempt to save her brother, but the second she got there the chest turned into a pile of sand.
Samantha stood there in shock, when she heard a scratching noise behind her. She twirled around to see a man whose skin was burned from head to toe. He wore a dirty red and green striped Christmas sweater, and a brown fedora hat. But most distinctively, on his right hand was glove with knives on the four finger tips, which he used to scratch at the pipes on the wall, making a cursed screeching noise.
"I'm sorry Samantha, but it appears your brother lost his head." said the man as he held up Billy's decapitated head with his left hand.
Samantha desperately tried to scream, but the sound was stuck in her throat.
"Oh, don't be sad, because you'll be joining him real soon. Ahahahahaha!" laughed the scarred man.
This time Samantha was able to scream successfully, as she let out an ear piercing screech.
Samantha woke up in her bed still screaming. The lights went on as her parents entered the room.
"Samantha what's wrong?" asked her mom concerned.
"Nothing." Samantha responded. "I just had a bad dream."
"Well do you want to talk about it?" replied her mom.
"No, I don't." Samantha said harshly.
Her parents looked at each other and left the room, getting the lights as they left. Samantha looked out her window, the sun was about to rise and it was going to be her first day at her new school. Her brother Billy died a few months ago in her home town in Springwood, Ohio. Her parents couldn't bare the town after Billy's death. He was found dead at a party with his stomach ripped open. The police had no leads on who the killer might be.Samantha sighed and laid awakein bed. She didn't want to go back to sleep.
Her parents just couldn't stand that town anymore so they moved to the where my aunt lives. The city of Gotham. She didn't really have any desire to move, but realized it was for the best.