It had already been several days since Skylar, my best friend had vanished inside the house where no one ever leaves. It had been less than 24 hours since I decided against my better judgement it was time I went to the house myself. I refused to believe Skylar was just gone.
And it had also been less than 24 hours since Jack Lawerence decided on coming with me to my suicide mission to rescue my best friend. He knew what could happen, but it didn't even phase him the way it should.
Nothing had gone wrong to our surprise. Not until we rounded the corner of the house. We arrived at the back gravyeard. The wind was howling and screeching like a banshee as we arrived at the bottom.
Yeah. I guess you're right.
Whew! We got all worried for nothing. Looks like it was all supersition.
But it was only a moment after that when we found out that we weren't alone. The presence alone without sight was enough. The screams in the distance were just proof.