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Date Posted: 22:32:11 10/28/01 Sun
Author: Onyx
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A story I wrote a while ago hope you all enjoy

The Horror Within

They walked into the house. It looked ok from the outside but when they got on the inside they saw the carnage from the past hundred years it looked as if the past residents were running a slaughterhouse. Dried blood trails down the wall and chalk drawings from police past visits. They were really thinking they should have looked at the dank mansion before buying, but the price was so good they could not pass up on it. As they continue in the house they see the past come alive from all the markings different scratches on the wall as if animals were clawing at them but the scratches were way to deep for animals. The couple feeling one of them see it was over a inch deep just feeling the scratch sent chills up her spine she cant believe how many there are. They continue in what now looks as if they got swindled. As they walk along the dark corridor. For some reason the scratches are looking fresher. The blood isn�t dry anymore there are actual puddles. The couple keeps going for some reason. They want to find out what made the scratches. They want to see if it still there. They continue down the hallway. They actually hear the puddles beneath there feet. They try to leave at this time but the door to the hallway slams shut and a locking sound is heard echoing through it. They run to the door and it is most defiantly locked. They hope they can find an exit in the hall way or through the door at the end. They make their way down feeling the walls all they feel is more and more scratches. They finally reach the end of the hallway. It seems the scratches have completely disappeared. They turn the door handle expecting it to be locked but it opens with ease. They walk through the door and look in they start hear a real heavy breathing. They look around and don't see the source of the breathing. They make there way further in the room and hear the door slam shut. They go to the door and hear the breathing on the other side now. They look around the room and see no possible exit. They think for a while and see no other way out but through the door on the other end of the hallway but are scared of who or what went through that door and slammed it. They wait for a half-hour and it seems the breathing has stopped so they decide to chance it and open the door and see nothing down the hall and the door at the other end is mysteriously open. They decide to make a run for it. They go racing down the hallway and almost make it as the doors mysteriously slams on both sides of them. They look at each door not knowing which to go for. They look at the exit door and suddenly hear the breathing directly behind them. They try to turn around but they couldn�t turn around fast enough as one of them feel a slash across their face and the other getting gored in the lung. Her breathing ended as the blood filled her lungs. Not really being able to make out what killed them. The boyfriend not being able to see what is happening the blood gushing from the wound on his face was so much it blinded him. No matter he was dead before he could try to wipe it away. What ever had killed them made two more slashes in the wall. The next day a crafty sales man stands outside the house looking around. A couple walks up and he quickly makes the deal.

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Good twilite zone type of story -- Mithrandir, 19:10:05 10/29/01 Mon
Sings Twilight Zone theme!!! Very good :) (NT) -- Lily, 13:32:34 10/30/01 Tue