Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Horror

               Chapter One       

It was a dark and stormy night this particular night wasn't suppose to rain the weatherman as usual was wrong but its New England.  The old saying is wait five minutes and the weather will change.

I had a long night at work, I worked for a movie theater and that night I was training people all day and night.   I was exhausted.

I was getting off the bus and my friends apartment was only down the street literally five minutes.  And the rain was coming in buckets.  The wind was so strong that it forced the rain to go side ways.

As I was walking fast I passed a donut shop on the left which was closed.  It was called Donuts INC., it was your typical donut shop, across the street was Gerald's Pharmacy it was so big that it took up half the parking lot.  They sold everything you can imagine.

Finally I came to the address it was 529 Boston Road, Salem, Mass.  The building had six apartments.

The first floor had two one bedroom apartments, the second floor had two two bedroom apartments and the third had two three bedroom apartments.

I opened the dirty brown stained door that creaked every time you open it and it kind of freaked me out.  What really got me scared was all the hallway lights were out.  I was trying to feel for the railing on the left hand side it was really dark I was starting to feel like a blind person I couldn't see a damn thing.

The stairs were stained a dark brown color, the hallway had a disgusting smell.  So I was going up the stairs and the stairs were so old I could hear this annoying sound.

"Creak!  Creak!"

Every step I took I could hear that sound so I needed to get to the third floor rather quickly so I started to skip a step.  Then as I was reaching the second floor I felt like someone or something was watching me I felt eyes on me.  Then I could hear pitter patter like another pair of footsteps were walking up the stairs.  I stopped in my tracks and I took out my cell phone out of my front right vest pocket and I turned it on it took a minute and I could hear pitter patter again but they were getting closer....and closer.  I put the flashlight on and shined it down the stairs there was nothing.  Then I shined it up the stairs and there was nothing.  So I continued.

Then in an eerie, low voice I thought I heard someone call my name.

"Michael."  The eerie voice said.

So I ignored it so o continued up to the third floor and I had goosebumps all over my body, I felt a little chill, my brown, short hair was sticking up.  So I got to the apartment.

I opened the door and my roommate was playing cards by herself.  She was there all by herself.  She was a little heavy set and smoked like a chimney she always had a cigarette in her mouth.  She was in her late fifties, she always died her hair but tonight she died her hair black.  That's because it's Halloween tonight.  Her name is Linda Carmichael and boy she complained from the time she woke up until the time she went to bed.  And she was lazy.

She saw how I looked she had a quizzardly look on her.  

"Hard day at work Mike?"  She asked.

"You can say that." I replied.

"You okay?" She said. "You look like you seen a ghost."

I said,"Don't ask I'm tired and I just want to sleep.  I'm going to sleep in your sons room."

So I went into her 13 year old sons room which was adjacent to the kitchen and he was a sports fanatic he had a poster of all the New England teams.  I was ready to fall on the bed.

But their was something in the air that didn't seem right I could smell rotten eggs in the room at first I thought my roommate was cooking eggs, she's a lousy cook.  She can't even boil water.  Then I took another whiff and I realized it smelled like a rotting corpse.  I ignored it.

Usually when there is a smell in a room and it smells like something is rotting that usually means there is something demonic around.  But I didn't believe in shit like that.  I fell on the bed and I fell face first and two seconds later I was sound asleep.  The room was completely dark, no lights on, and the door was ajar.


                TO BE CONTINUED...

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