
The Haunted House (Part 3)
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Category : Books-Fiction
Sub Category : Thriller
We came closer to that craphole of a house. "I'm scared." Mike said. We looked at Mike with a disgusted look. "What?! I'm joking." We sighed a sigh of relief. We stepped on the doorstep, and I rang the bell. "What the heck are you doing?" Harrel asked me. I couldn't answer. Am I loosing my mind? Mike was yelling or something but I couldn't hear. I couldn't see! The door opened, and there was some creauture standing there unmovingly. I suddenly saw nothing. Pale black. I heard shrieks, and roars, and swears but I couldn't make out the words. I swore, but I couldn't here me. I lost my inner voice. What happened to me? What?