Recalling the Rumor of the House
You expected it to be full of dancing ghosts, but all it has is a
dusty couch...or like a room that was left before-you don't want to
think about it.
There were lots of stories about the house..but you only believe one.
The one about an inocent man living in the house. The man was young,
and fell in love with a woman. The woman swore love upon him, and they
lived in peace. The man's cousin didn't like the idea, however. It was
said that the cousin was mad, and killed the woman. The man was heart
broken, and locked himself up in the house. He didn't even budge when
the news came that the murderer had died. Nobody knows if he's
dead....or alive.
You shiver, wishing you hadn't thought of that. But then, you think
hopefully to yourself, that maybe he hadn't gone insane, like rumors
said. Maybe he was just a friendly ghost.
Again, you shake your head. There were no such things as ghosts, you
think.
But suddenly, your thoughts were interrupted by a frightened scream
that sounded like...Barberas! The problem was, the scream seemed to
come from every door. You glance around, thinking which door to take.
The kitchen, the bathroom, the dining room, the hall, or the other
mysterious room?
Your eyes seem to have spasms as you walk onto the dusty stairs.
Slowly, you open the door, and walk inside.
