Haunted-Mounted

Bella: Are you guys sure? I don't feel good about it. We can ask Prof.Dave about the slum project. We don't have to document this 'Phantom Mansion'.

Ava: More like a creepy dimension.

Henry: Shhh! Can you at least be quiet for a moment?

Ava: Do we really have to make it a horror scene? Why always night? Is this a shooting of 'Stranger Things', huh?

Henry: Shhh! Owen, I already told you these girls are gonna screw this project. They're so annoying. Especially your girl, Bella.

Henry pointed a finger at Ava's lips but not with any expression of affection while speaking to Owen.

Owen: Alright! Now on the count of 3, We're gonna crash the door.

Bella: But, Owen.

Owen: Bella, hold my hand. You're freaking out for no reason. This is to stand out in the 'Project fair', we have to do something different from others.

Guys! Flashlights out.

3, 2, 1...

They burst through the door, slamming their arms against it, and it cracked open while their flashlights turned off.

Now, there were four of them and darkness in that house.

A complete silence.

Ava: I'm gonna pee my pants. Let me turn on the flashlight.

Henry: Shhhh!

At this point, all of the four were holding each other's hands.

This mansion had rumors of something horrific happening every night , something that the neighbors wouldn't even talk about.

Ava, Bella, Henry, and Owen chose the "Haunted-Mounted" project from the many options posted by Professor Dave on the noticeboard. The boys, eager for adventure, were thrilled by the idea of exploring and documenting the mysteries of an old horror mansion. The girls, however, were far less enthusiastic about venturing into such a creepy and unsettling place.

They stood side by side, gripping each other’s hands tightly. The darkness enveloped them completely, and their voices barely rose above a whisper. They didn’t dare turn on their flashlights yet, holding out for the perfect moment. The plan was simple—when something unsettling stirred in the shadows, they would flick them on in an instant and record the 'creature' with their phones.

While they were still freaked out by the darkness and stillness; They heard a voice.

Mommy, please give that cookie....

A voice from somewhere echoed in the room. Surely, it was a little girl's voice, no more than 5 years. This eerie voice of hers creeped the shit out of these 4-clover-friends.

Bella: Let's turn our flashlights, I think someone's ahead of that turn.

Owen whispered, his grip on Bella’s hand tightening

Owen: Not yet, Bella. We agreed on this. We wait until something moves closer. Once it does, we turn the flashlights on—quickly, so we can record it. These ‘spirits’ seem to shy away from light, so we have to be fast if we want to catch them.

Mommy, please give that cookie.... (Again)

On hearing this once more, Bella's flashlight dropped from her hand, which was already not lit.

Bella: What is the actual duck? What's that creepy voice? I already hate kids!

Henry: Shh! Bella? Are you serious? You're gonna speak THAT loud here?

Ava: You say, 'Shhh' one more time and I'll punch you right in the face. Don't you dare challenge our feminism!

While they were arguing, something caught Owen's attention. But the voice again called:

Mommy, please...

The words were growing heavier and haunted as repeated.

MoMMy! I SaId ............. GiVe Me ThOse DaMn CooKieS!

This time it sounded like it was the voice of some 'Deadly creature' who would eat the scrap out of everyone. And everyone meant '4-clover-friends at that moment.

Ava: Duck! I'm getting out of this shit hole. Guys, I love my life and I haven't even been on a trip to Hogwarts.

Henry: Cut the crap, I think it's moving. Owen, Can you hear the footsteps?

Owen: No... No, Shit! Duck!

Bella: What happened? Owen??

Owen: Guys, my flashlight ain't working! Henry, pass me yours...

Henry: Duck! Mine's stopped working too. What the heck?

Ava: I can't see a thing! My flashlight has betrayed me too.

Bella: Guys, I think it's better to get out of this shit mansion.

Henry: I think, you're right. Let's get out of here.

Owen: But where's the door? I can't see a thing.

ThOsE DaMn COOkiEESSS!!! MOMMM.

The voice became terrifying as hell. And footsteps felt closer.

All of the four jinxed, "Shit!"

Henry: Let's not get freaked out and I'll tell ya'll what to do.

Ava: I swear, if we don't get out of this shit now, I'm gonna eat you up, Henry.

Bella: We came straight in, so all we have to do is, turn 180 degrees and the door will be right ahead.

Owen: Let's turn, now!

All four turned 180 degrees and suddenly;

AVA..... Hahahahaha. Do YOu WaNt COOKieS?

This time the words were the most deadly of all.

Ava let out the loudest scream and suddenly fell. The silence of hers seemed like a dead body after that.

Henry: Ava! Ava... Get up.

Bella: Ava, what happened!! Ava!

Owen: Avaaaa!

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Part 2:

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Author's Note:

This is my first time writing 'Horror', please let me know your thoughts on it.

What happened to Ava? What is that creature?

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