You decide that you're just being silly. It's your old house! You were never afraid of it before. You take a deep breath and enter the house. The floor boards creak and you jump, but, really, you should have remembered. Just about everything in this house creaks. You chuckle nervously to yourself, trying to relieve some of the tension, but the dry laugh only makes it seem worse.
You don't even look around downstairs but run up the stairs. You pause in front of your room, but decide that first, you want to visit your sisters room. Say a prayer for her spirit. You enter the room and look around.
It's quiet. Almost serene. How ironic. Your sister died in that very bed. Of course, it's been stripped down, probably labeled as a bio-hazard or something. You sit next to the frame, on a fuzzy beanbag that your little eight year old sister had loved. You run your hand over it, and it calms you a little.
"I miss you." You say quietly. "It wasn't fair for you to die. You were just a little child. I know you've only been dead for a number of hours, but I really DO miss you, and I want your spirit to know that I always loved you. We bickered... a lot... but now I wish I'd spent more time with you, played with you more." You're crying again. "Why did he kill you? Why did he do any of this? It's not like him!"
"No." A voice said from behind you and you jump up and whip around. A man was standing next to the open window. But not just any man... It's Harry, the butcher from the town!
"H-harry?" You squeak. What the hell is he doing here?
"No. Look again." His eyes flickered black. You try to scream but no noise comes out, you're too scared. Oh, jesus, what now? What is he?
"Wh-wh-" You stammer.
"What am I? A demon. Yes, we exist. And it's fun existing too. It was fun possessing your father. I was going to kill you too, but you left before I was ready. I'm a demon who likes taking the whole family, don't want you to get lonely now, do I?" He grinned, and took a step towards you. You take a step away and trip over your sisters doll house. As you scramble to your feet he continues. "It was fun taking the axe and splitting your sister's head open. She thought it was her dearest daddy. The pleas she made, ever so fun to ignore. Then I killed him. Simple, a shot to the head and he was dead. And now, I'm gonna kill you."
"You monster!" You try to say, but nothing comes out. You turn and flee the room and behind you the creature laughs. You tear down the stairs and fly to the door, but it won't budge! You can hear him approaching because of the floor boards and you desperately look around. As you see it, you have two options. You feel the cell-phone against your leg in your pocket. You could try to call Sam and Dean, see if they can come quickly, or if they have any advice for you, or you could try to break a window and escape that way.
If you try to break a window, start smashing on Chapter Eight.
If you call Sam and Dean, dial as fast as you can on Chapter Nine.