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Whispers in the Shadow

The shadows whispered into the night crept into the house and to his bones.

By Kindred SoulPublished 8 months ago 3 min read
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Whispers in the Shadow
Photo by Tahiro Achoub on Unsplash

In the small, dreadful, ghastly, isolated town of Wonder Wood, there stood a dilapidated and chilling old Victorian mansion on a hill. It looked to be cursed and empty for as long as anyone could dreadfully remember, and the townspeople whispered that it was abominably haunted. Strange noises and lights had been witnessed coming from the house at night, and some even claimed to have seen unearthly figures moving through the bare windows.

One shrouded ominous night, a group of curious men decided to venture into the irresistible, petrifying house. They had been warned about the spine-tingling tales about the house, yet remained skeptical about it. They considered it an amusing idea to spend a night in the ancient mysterious house and witness if anything would transpire while they were there.

The curious men arrived at the chilling house at midnight. They broke through one of the boarded-up windows and abruptly entered. The air inside was eerie and thick, with dust and cobwebs in all corners, and the only light came from their flashlights.

They explored the dark and seemingly haunted house room by room without apprehensions, finding old furniture covered in white sheets and dusty portraits of people who had lived in the house long ago. They also found a secret dreadful room in the attic, which contained a collection of mysterious and desolated artifacts and old books.

As the night went on, the four men began to feel nervously uneasy. They heard creepy, slow footsteps in the hallway, creaking floorboards, and spine-chilling whispers in the darkness. At first, they tried to stubbornly ignore the creepy noises, but they eventually became too scared.

One by one, the men suddenly are disappearing every time they hear a whisper in the air that says, “Go out." The other men tried to stubbornly search around the house for them, terrified and trembling, but they couldn't find their other friends anywhere.

Finally, only one lucky man was left in the barren haunted house, terrified and sorrowfully wanting to get out of the house. His name was Emanuel, and he was shivering with fear and kept on screaming for his friends, but he already knew that he had to find a way to escape.

Emanuel tried to run to the red-painted door of the house, his heart pounding erratically in his chest and his eyes were filled with tears of fear. He could hear the whispers all over the house getting louder and louder until it became a petrifying scream.

He was startled as he was headed to the attic door instead of the front door of the house, nevertheless, he threw it open, ran inside, and slammed the door shut behind him. Emanuel huddled in a corner of the attic, his breath coming in ragged, strong gasps. He could hear the screams outside the door, getting closer and closer to where he was.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and the screams turned into whispers again, filling the room with an unearthly atmosphere. Emanuel slowly looked at one corner of the room near the door and saw a group of shadowy, ominous figures standing before her.

The figures reached slowly out towards Emanuel's head, their shadowy fingers clawing at his scull with foreboding force now. Emanuel screamed as the figures dragged him into the darkness. The darkness swallowed Emanuel whole, leaving no trace of him in the dark, silent room. The only sound that emanated was the echo of his terrified scream and the whispers of the entities bouncing off the cold, creaking wood walls.

Suddenly, a faint, mysterious glow began to appear from the spot where Emanuel had suddenly disappeared. It grew brighter and brighter, casting long shadows that danced and flickered across the room. Then, as suddenly as it had appeared, the light burst forth, revealing Emanuel standing unharmed in its center. He was no longer the same person who had been dragged into the darkness; he was stronger, braver, and ready to face whatever came next. As the dawn of day broke, Emanuel bravely went out of the house and vowed to come back and investigate the whereabouts of his friends.

The mysterious house on the hill still stands empty and creepy, and the townspeople still tell shivering stories about the strange and terrifying things that happen there during the night.

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Kindred Soul

I am learning from my experiences and I would love to share the journey that I travel... To inspire, motivate, and to educate.

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  • Alex H Mittelman 8 months ago

    So scary! Good scary story

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