A/N: Here's a 'Snowstorm'-esk one. If you've read it, you'll understand (I've even made a cover in paint, like I used to xD) Anyways, the group stumble upon a mansion when they become lost on an...adventure.

"Are you SURE we went the right way?"

"Well, this is what the map says, seeing as we have no reception anymore."

"This place looks like those really creepy mansions you see in the movies!"

"Oh don't say that Sjin! You're getting me nervous!"

"I can't help it!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Calm down everyone!" Hannah's voice rose over the others, making them all stop to look at her. Everyone was beginning to get annoyed, frustrated and they were all relatively tired and hungry which didn't help their moods. They had only wanted a small trip, and now they ended up in the middle of nowhere. "Right...maybe we're just a bit lost." She started, which got the others to start murmuring to each other. "Just shush! We can go to the mansion and ask which way to go." She explained, calming the rest of the group.

"Of course. See; trust Hannah to keep calm in these situations!" Simon nodded. The others nodded in agreement. "Well, let's go now. It looks like a storm's coming." He added, glancing at the sky. Dark clouds were rolling in, covering the previously blue sky. The group of 10 quickly made their way up the semi-steep hill, towards the ominous mansion. It was just as Sjin said, it DID look like a creepy mansion from scary movies – abandoned, destroyed...haunted. When the 10 stood at the door, Trott stepped back nervously. He began to rub his arms, but it wasn't even particularly cold.

"W-What if it is like a haunted house?" He asked hesitantly. He felt the arm of his taller friend nudge into him, glancing up at him.

"Huh, I never knew you were such a pussy, Trott!" Smith smirked, watching his friend become embarrassed. Trott glanced at his hands, trying to hide his red face.

"A-Am not! I was j-just asking!" He replied defiantly. Smith noticed the red, smirking more, enjoying how he could tease the poor man. He pulled Trott close, a slight squeal coming from the smaller man's lips. "S-Smith...?" He asked quietly.

"Don't worry about ghosts, mate. I'll take care of them." Smith replied in the same hushed tone as Trott had asked. Trott nodded, being braver than he was before. Hannah glanced back, as the others had already said she would be knocking. They nodded, and she sighed. Why was she always supposed to be the one who manned up? 'It's going to be fine. Nothing creepy or anything...' She thought, knocking three times on the door. On the third knock, the door creaked slowly open.

"Hello...?" She called cautiously. Her voice echoed into the darkness, making the group jump. "S-See? It's fine." Hannah stuttered slightly, looked back at the group. Her hand was taken in her boyfriend's, as the two walked in together. Lewis glanced back at the rest of the group, who hadn't moved a step.

"Look, you can either stay out there, in what looks like a storm, or we can all be in here." He pointed out, as a crash of lightning flashed behind the mansion, causing some to jump. "At least we won't get drenched in here." He added, thunder following his words. Simon slowly stepped into the house, soon followed by Duncan, Sjin, Kim, Turps, Ross and then Smith and Trott, who hadn't separated since Smith took Trott into his embrace. As in all scary movies, the door eerily closed behind them. Trott jumped, moving closer to Smith.

"O-Oh shit...see?! Didn't I tell you?!" He pointed out. Smith tried opening the door, but with no luck. "Now we're trapped in here!" Trott felt like he was going to cry. In videos, he would always put on a brave face, but now...he couldn't handle it well. Luckily Smith stayed close to him, comforting him. Sjin glanced around, noticing the intricate detail around the foyer. There were five main doors – one to the left, one to the right, two up the stairs and one set of double doors behind the stairs. He also noticed that the woodwork of both the doors and stairs were made from his favourite.

"Hey, hey guys." He started. "Mahogany doors. Mahogany doors. Mahogany doors..."

"Yes, Sjin, we get the point!" Duncan cut him off quickly. Sjin giggled innocently, glancing away to look around the room more. Duncan looked at Kim, who was standing behind the man. "How're you feeling Kim?" He asked. Kim glanced up at Duncan, nodding. She didn't really know what to say, moving a little closer to Duncan. Luckily, Sjin didn't notice this, or his heart might have ached a little.

"So...seeing as we're stuck in here...we might as well look around, right?" Lewis suggested. The others nodded. There wasn't much else to do apart from look around. "Well, let's split up. There's five ways, so pairs seems the logical choice." He added. It was like the pairs were already made before Lewis even mentioned it – it was Lewis & Hannah, Simon & Sjin, Duncan & Kim, Ross & Turps and Smith & Trott. Each pair took a different pathway, hoping they wouldn't find anything scary or haunted. Being in a scary game was different to real life. Everybody felt on edge...

And they had reason to be.

A/N: Small start; it gets better ^_^ This is kinda in my group of horror stories, but not really. It's more like those cheesy Halloween films where people go into a haunted mansion. So, it's still Halloween related~