Dear Phantom Anon

[happysugarhunny]

Thank you so much! The headless horseman is likely my /favorite/ horror story~ emotion_bigheart

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From: An anonymous benefactor
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Green leaves drift down slowly as if in a time of their own. The branches of the ancient trees on the sides of the path are like the crooked fingers of a hand as they reach out towards you...You are alone in the small park. The paved path shines like a black river sweeping through the green grasses and numerous trees that make up the park. The sweet scent of a rain fulfilled lingers and haunts the world. Water decorates the surface of everything like a thousand glittering jewels as they reflect the small yellow lights on the brown rails on either side of the path that now guides you along your dark passage through this park.

The park was a shortcut home from a friend's house, which was the reason why you were now traversing through it. Despite being late, you find your steps slowing as you come to the heart of the park. A thick fog has begun to settle around you. Unease flickers through you as the fog continues to increase until you feel as if you might suffocate on it. A cloud forms in front of your mouth as you breath and you try to rub the life back into your arms as a sudden chill begins to eat at your bones.

A soft laughter drifts across the air...So soft, you think the wind must be playing tricks on you, but there is no wind tonight.

A clack comes from behind you. You jump in surprise and whirl around. Wh-What is that?

Through the fog you can see a black form approaching. Clack, clack, clack. With every step, the clacking noise echoes off of the paved path. Seconds pass as you watch as the shape grows closer and closer. Getting larger and taller as it comes.

A horse. A horse with black mane and hair so dark that it rivals the empty void between the stars. Its eyes, surely it must be a mistake, but its eyes are a dark purple that seem to glow.

A figure rests on this beast's back, their form hidden by fog. They say not a word as the horse continues towards you. Clack, clack, clack. The silence grows and grows. For some reason, this silence unnerves you more than the sudden appearance of this figure. You speak a greeting, but only silence replies...

The horse stops feet from you and you move to the side to let them pass. You look up to finally face the ever-silent rider. Their black clothes are that of ages long passed, but you do not register this. A scream breaks from your lips as you stumble back staring horrified at the thing before you. The rider has no head. Not as in a Halloween costume, but truly does not have a head. Rich crimson blood drains down from the neck where the head was severed. Rich crimson blood drains down on the flanks of the horse from where four severed heads are tied by their hair to the dark brown saddle. The eyes of the heads blink and stare at you. Their mouths are wide open as if in a silent scream.

The headless horseman turns towards you. You watch paralyzed as it raises a black scythe with a silver blade up into the air. Silently, it brings it down and your scream splits the air once more.

Seconds pass after you feel the air from the scythe brush your face...You open your eyes and stare at a scythe that missed by just inches in front of you. The horseman raises the scythe once more. Your breath catches in your throat as the paralysis breaks. You dart away from the descending scythe and race down the path. Your head pounds as the thunderous sound of the horse's hooves seem to fill it. In a panic, you glance behind to see the horseman growing nearer with his scythe already level to your neck.

Your breath becomes ragged as you run down the path, but your lungs and chest give no complaint. Fear laces throughout you and your mind is numb with panic. Get off the path. You have to get off the path. The thought whispers through your head, as the thunderous noise of hoof steps gets louder. Your body seems slow in responding, but you manage to slip through the brown railings lining the path.

Darkness descends over you as you leave the lit path. You randomly dart onward trying to escape the park. The chill here is greater and you feel ice cold despite your running. The sound of the heavy breathing of a horse matches your own rushed breath. You begin to stumble in the darkness, as the branches of the trees seem lower than before. Light-headedness makes you stumble more as the branches whip at your face. Pain lashes over your neck as a particularly cruel branch scratches across it. You hold a hand to it to try and stop the blood flowing from your neck. A sob breaks from your lips as the pain around your neck becomes unbearable.

A...glow? Hope floods through you as you stare up at the glow ahead of you. It bounces and bobs in your vision as you take up an even faster pace. Your jaw aches from the bouncing, but you continue onward.

The street...Tears slip down your face as you see the familiar glow from the streetlights. People walk down the sidewalks as they enjoy the peace of the night. A laugh of relief slips out of your mouth as you watch.


The phantom headless horseman turns his horse away from the glow of the street. His scythe drips with rich crimson blood. Insane laughter comes from the new head added at his saddle. For a few seconds, he contemplates going back to the path at the heart of the park to dispose of the body lying there. Deciding against it, he leads his horse back into the darkness of the park before fading from existence until his next hunt

---- Phantom Anon

[AkatsukiOtaku]

WHO ARE YOU, PHANTOM ANON?!?!...I want to draw you...

[Phantom Anon]

"I would say it is one of my favorites as well heart "

[raven darkly]

eek Dude....no way *points up*

[Shy Citizen]

This Phantom anon must be an awesome person. emotion_0A0

[Urd Tanzanite]

Oh my, there are different stories? Here's the one I got:

Quote:

From: An anonymous benefactor
Message:

This was a stupid idea. You knew it, yet here you were, staring up at the looming house that was cast into deep shadow by the dying sun that was hidden behind it. This was trespassing and you knew it. Your cousins knew it too, and even though this house was slightly secluded by the large towering bushes that reached up to ten feet, you felt as if you were being watched. Behind you, your cousins (plus a few friends from the neighborhood) muffled laughs and gave you some words of encouragement. They were watching you, but it was something else that was making the hair on your skin rise. Maybe it was the uneasy feeling you were getting when you looked through the window of the house and into the darkness inside. The black abyss seemed to stare right back at you. That was impossible, of course. According to your cousins, the house had been abandoned for over twenty years and not a soul lived in there now. Perhaps a few rats, but really nothing else.

Hesitantly, you walked closer to the house. The old peeling white paint on the house curled towards you and the wood boards were warped from weather. The door was tilted, slightly unhinged, but still managed to hang on despite the passage of time.

"Remember, you have to stay in the middle of the house for twenty minutes!"

You turned, hearing the words, and nodded. Yeah you knew what you had to do. It was a ridiculous dare from a ridiculous game. Truth or Dare. Why the heck had you chosen Dare? Then again, in your defense, you had not known that your cousins lived in a neighborhood with a convenient creepy, abandoned house just a few minutes away. Apparently this was a dare used often because your cousins and their friends seemed to have sneaking out to an art. Not too mention the rules were highly specific.

You glared at the splotchy doorknob as if it were the cause of this mess. Being angry was a lot easier than admitting you were nervous. Nervous not only because there was a chance you could get into some serious trouble with the authorities, but also because this house was freaking creepy. Everything about it was demented and dead. Even the yard was a sickly yellow and the dark brown tree was bare of any leaves. Its gnarled branches seemed to reach out as if for help. This yard was a sharp contrast to the emerald grassy lawns with blooming trees in front of the other houses in the neighborhood.

This was a stupid idea. The thought kept circling in your mind. However, you had chosen Dare and so you had to do it.

The splotchy doorknob was cold against your touch, which slightly surprised you; The night was a rather warm one. With a small twist of your wrist, you were disappointed to find that it turned easily. The door creaked as it swung inward and a void of darkness greeted you. You had thought that maybe the door would be locked and you could get out of the Dare. You chided yourself for the thought. Your cousins wouldn't have given you this dare if they knew you couldn't get inside the house to begin with.

Behind you, the group cheered you onward and some taunted you to not be a chicken. Swallowing, you lifted your chin, pulled your shoulders back, and walked into the house.



Inside the house, it was significantly cooler than the outside realm. Shadows stretched and curled around you. The dying sun shot golden rays of light through the cracks in the walls and through some of the windows. It made the house an alternating domain of thick shadow and dim light. The floorboards creaked underfoot as you made your way deeper into the house. Your foot kicked against something hard causing you to frantically swing your arms for a few seconds as you tried to maintain your balance. A painful throb engulfed your foot and you muttered a small curse. You had walked right into a piece of broken furniture. Squinting in the dark, you moved more carefully through the house. Broken beer bottles and their aluminum counterparts were everywhere in a room to your right. It looked like most of the furniture was put into a circle and graffiti marked the walls. This house was probably a party spot on the weekends.

You passed the room and came to the bottom of a stairway at the end of the hall. Further down the way was a window that gave you some more light to see. Glancing around, you figured this to be a good spot to wait the twenty minutes. You pulled out your cell phone to check the time. The soft glow told you that you had about seventeen minutes to go. Your phone chirped and a flashing red bar blinked on the screen. Then the phone went silent and the screen flickered to black. You frowned as you stared at the dead phone in your hand. You could have sworn you charged it earlier that day.

A light creak made you look up. A chill went through you, so deep that your entire body shuddered and goose bumps rippled across your skin. Again, the sound of creaking floorboards moaned through the house.

Your throat went dry as you stared into the darkness down one of the hallways, "Hello?"

Silence answered you. Unease crept through you and your heart pounded in your chest. You shivered in the coldness. Above you, dust floated down from the ceiling as the floorboards shifted and moaned. You could hear footsteps above.

This had to be the work of your cousins. They were screwing around with you. The footsteps continued as they passed above you and you turned your eyes to the top of the stairs. It was like staring into a black wall. None of the sun's light seemed to reach the upper banister. But even then, you could barely make out something...A darker shade in that blackness. The dark form of a figure moving closer to the top step. You backed away, afraid of looking away from whatever was at the top of those stairs. There was a weight in the air and you knew with sudden certainty that whatever was up there was staring down at you. Watching.

Something tumbled down the stairs, clacking loudly with every hit. You backed away quickly until a wall stopped you. You flinched slightly as you watched the small object continue its descent. It finally hit the ground floor and the noise stopped. The house was absorbed into silence once more. Your breath was shaky as stared downward at the object that had fallen. It was a small toy car that was rusted away from time and dented from the fall. Some how, it had managed to land on its wheels. The wheels wobbled as the toy car rolled forward, towards you...

A bang on the window nearby made you jump a mile high and a silent shriek escaped from your lips. You heard laughter outside and saw a pale hand bang on the window once more.

"They are so dead!" You muttered angrily as you realized it was your cousins.

Your hand went to your heart as you tried to control your ragged breathing. Despite the coldness, your skin was clammy. Annoyed, you began to make your way to the entrance of the house. Again there was laughter, low and rich as it spread from the heart of the house. You crossed your arms to hide your trembling hands and you turned to look at the stairway. The toy car was not moving now. It had somehow managed to turn and face you. It stared at you silently. Its shadow a long line across the floor. You shuddered and hurried to the entrance.

Outside, the group was laughing, near breathless. The warm air plus your anger brought the life back into your shuddering body.

"Hey, you still have one minute to go!" One person said.

Another added, "Did you have a fun time inside?"

You glared at them, "Who was messing around with me inside the house?" Whoever it was, was so going to die.

There was some laughter, "Relax," one of your cousins began, "It was just a little pounding on the window."

You shook your head angrily, "No. I'm talking about inside on the second story! Who was inside the house with me?" You eyed them all suspiciously, but were only given puzzled stares.

Your cousin frowned, "Uh, none of us went inside the house. You were in there by yourself the entire time..."


--- Phantom Anon

[AkatsukiOtaku]

Phantom Anon

"I would say it is one of my favorites as well heart "

Thank you so very much!! You are an AMAZING writer!!!

[Phantom Anon]

AkatsukiOtaku

Thank you so very much!! You are an AMAZING writer!!!

The Phantom blushed slightly at your words, "You words are very kind heart "

[AkatsukiOtaku]

Phantom Anon

AkatsukiOtaku

Thank you so very much!! You are an AMAZING writer!!!

The Phantom blushed slightly at your words, "You words are very kind heart "

Want to bounce story ideas around some time? Maybe for Halloween?

[the really cool dudes]

Urd Tanzanite

Oh my, there are different stories? Here's the one I got:

Quote:

From: An anonymous benefactor
Message:

This was a stupid idea. You knew it, yet here you were, staring up at the looming house that was cast into deep shadow by the dying sun that was hidden behind it. This was trespassing and you knew it. Your cousins knew it too, and even though this house was slightly secluded by the large towering bushes that reached up to ten feet, you felt as if you were being watched. Behind you, your cousins (plus a few friends from the neighborhood) muffled laughs and gave you some words of encouragement. They were watching you, but it was something else that was making the hair on your skin rise. Maybe it was the uneasy feeling you were getting when you looked through the window of the house and into the darkness inside. The black abyss seemed to stare right back at you. That was impossible, of course. According to your cousins, the house had been abandoned for over twenty years and not a soul lived in there now. Perhaps a few rats, but really nothing else.

Hesitantly, you walked closer to the house. The old peeling white paint on the house curled towards you and the wood boards were warped from weather. The door was tilted, slightly unhinged, but still managed to hang on despite the passage of time.

"Remember, you have to stay in the middle of the house for twenty minutes!"

You turned, hearing the words, and nodded. Yeah you knew what you had to do. It was a ridiculous dare from a ridiculous game. Truth or Dare. Why the heck had you chosen Dare? Then again, in your defense, you had not known that your cousins lived in a neighborhood with a convenient creepy, abandoned house just a few minutes away. Apparently this was a dare used often because your cousins and their friends seemed to have sneaking out to an art. Not too mention the rules were highly specific.

You glared at the splotchy doorknob as if it were the cause of this mess. Being angry was a lot easier than admitting you were nervous. Nervous not only because there was a chance you could get into some serious trouble with the authorities, but also because this house was freaking creepy. Everything about it was demented and dead. Even the yard was a sickly yellow and the dark brown tree was bare of any leaves. Its gnarled branches seemed to reach out as if for help. This yard was a sharp contrast to the emerald grassy lawns with blooming trees in front of the other houses in the neighborhood.

This was a stupid idea. The thought kept circling in your mind. However, you had chosen Dare and so you had to do it.

The splotchy doorknob was cold against your touch, which slightly surprised you; The night was a rather warm one. With a small twist of your wrist, you were disappointed to find that it turned easily. The door creaked as it swung inward and a void of darkness greeted you. You had thought that maybe the door would be locked and you could get out of the Dare. You chided yourself for the thought. Your cousins wouldn't have given you this dare if they knew you couldn't get inside the house to begin with.

Behind you, the group cheered you onward and some taunted you to not be a chicken. Swallowing, you lifted your chin, pulled your shoulders back, and walked into the house.



Inside the house, it was significantly cooler than the outside realm. Shadows stretched and curled around you. The dying sun shot golden rays of light through the cracks in the walls and through some of the windows. It made the house an alternating domain of thick shadow and dim light. The floorboards creaked underfoot as you made your way deeper into the house. Your foot kicked against something hard causing you to frantically swing your arms for a few seconds as you tried to maintain your balance. A painful throb engulfed your foot and you muttered a small curse. You had walked right into a piece of broken furniture. Squinting in the dark, you moved more carefully through the house. Broken beer bottles and their aluminum counterparts were everywhere in a room to your right. It looked like most of the furniture was put into a circle and graffiti marked the walls. This house was probably a party spot on the weekends.

You passed the room and came to the bottom of a stairway at the end of the hall. Further down the way was a window that gave you some more light to see. Glancing around, you figured this to be a good spot to wait the twenty minutes. You pulled out your cell phone to check the time. The soft glow told you that you had about seventeen minutes to go. Your phone chirped and a flashing red bar blinked on the screen. Then the phone went silent and the screen flickered to black. You frowned as you stared at the dead phone in your hand. You could have sworn you charged it earlier that day.

A light creak made you look up. A chill went through you, so deep that your entire body shuddered and goose bumps rippled across your skin. Again, the sound of creaking floorboards moaned through the house.

Your throat went dry as you stared into the darkness down one of the hallways, "Hello?"

Silence answered you. Unease crept through you and your heart pounded in your chest. You shivered in the coldness. Above you, dust floated down from the ceiling as the floorboards shifted and moaned. You could hear footsteps above.

This had to be the work of your cousins. They were screwing around with you. The footsteps continued as they passed above you and you turned your eyes to the top of the stairs. It was like staring into a black wall. None of the sun's light seemed to reach the upper banister. But even then, you could barely make out something...A darker shade in that blackness. The dark form of a figure moving closer to the top step. You backed away, afraid of looking away from whatever was at the top of those stairs. There was a weight in the air and you knew with sudden certainty that whatever was up there was staring down at you. Watching.

Something tumbled down the stairs, clacking loudly with every hit. You backed away quickly until a wall stopped you. You flinched slightly as you watched the small object continue its descent. It finally hit the ground floor and the noise stopped. The house was absorbed into silence once more. Your breath was shaky as stared downward at the object that had fallen. It was a small toy car that was rusted away from time and dented from the fall. Some how, it had managed to land on its wheels. The wheels wobbled as the toy car rolled forward, towards you...

A bang on the window nearby made you jump a mile high and a silent shriek escaped from your lips. You heard laughter outside and saw a pale hand bang on the window once more.

"They are so dead!" You muttered angrily as you realized it was your cousins.

Your hand went to your heart as you tried to control your ragged breathing. Despite the coldness, your skin was clammy. Annoyed, you began to make your way to the entrance of the house. Again there was laughter, low and rich as it spread from the heart of the house. You crossed your arms to hide your trembling hands and you turned to look at the stairway. The toy car was not moving now. It had somehow managed to turn and face you. It stared at you silently. Its shadow a long line across the floor. You shuddered and hurried to the entrance.

Outside, the group was laughing, near breathless. The warm air plus your anger brought the life back into your shuddering body.

"Hey, you still have one minute to go!" One person said.

Another added, "Did you have a fun time inside?"

You glared at them, "Who was messing around with me inside the house?" Whoever it was, was so going to die.

There was some laughter, "Relax," one of your cousins began, "It was just a little pounding on the window."

You shook your head angrily, "No. I'm talking about inside on the second story! Who was inside the house with me?" You eyed them all suspiciously, but were only given puzzled stares.

Your cousin frowned, "Uh, none of us went inside the house. You were in there by yourself the entire time..."


--- Phantom Anon

neat story.

[Hawk Ashes]

Though, I said thanks already! I'll share mine as well! <3

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Hands in your pockets, you walked down the street at an easy pace. The sun above you radiated light and warmth in waves. A teasing breeze whispered across your skin and made the leaves in the trees nearby dance and clap. The lovely weather was partly the reason why you had chosen to go for a walk. That and you had some errands to do. You nodded your head in greeting as you passed countless others on the sidewalk. Barton town was as lively as ever and it seemed that many were taking advantage of the beautiful day.

Your thoughts began to drift to what you needed to pick up and what stores you needed to visit. You may as well grab some lunch while you were out as well. The cafÃ& in the plaza made a delicious bowl of-

You bumped into someone causing your thoughts to scatter. Your balance thrown off, you began to fall.

"Are you all right?" A cool hand quickly grabbed your arm and you instinctively clung to it. Stumbling, you somehow managed to get your feet back underneath your body.

"I...I'm fine." you replied shakily. Your heart was pounding fast from the near fall and your face was slightly flushed from embarrassment. "Sorry. I was not paying attention to where I was going." You added slightly sheepishly as you finally looked at your rescuer.

It was a girl around your own age. Her hair was an auburn color and was light like a feather. A sudden cold breeze swept it up, playfully pushing it passed her shoulders and into her face. Her pale blue eyes, so pale you thought it might have been a trick of the light, twinkled from silent laughter.

"All is well," she said with a reassuring smile as she waved a small farewell and continued her way down the sidewalk.

You ran a hand through your hair, still feeling embarrassed by the situation. You turned to continue on your own way, but stopped when something caught the edge of your sight. Looking down, you spied a small present tied with a silk ribbon. You picked it up and realized the girl must have dropped it when you bumped into her. Quickly whirling around, you spotted her as she was just turning a corner.

"Excuse me, miss!" You called out as you hurried around the others on the sidewalk. Turning the corner, you looked around for the girl. Where was she? Confusion flickered through you as you scanned the faces of those of the sidewalk. It took you a few seconds, but you finally spotted her. She must had been walking rather fast because she was already far ahead and turning into an alley.

"Wait! You dropped something!" Again you cried out and you jogged towards her. She must not have heard you for she did not reappear onto the sidewalk. Breath slightly uneven now, you ran to the entrance of the alleyway and then into it.

The alley was cast in shade from the tall buildings forming it. It cooled you from the heat of the sun and from the running. Present still in hand, you slowed to a walk as you went deeper into the alley and searched for the girl. This did not make sense. It was a dead end. You stared at the wall in front of you and turned around as you searched for the girl. She had entirely disappeared.

Your skin prickled as the chilly air swept over your bare skin and your entire body shuddered from the sudden change in temperature. Unease and confusion went through you as you searched for any doors that the girl could have gone into. The hairs on the back of your neck stood as the feeling of being watched filled your soul. The place between your shoulder blades tingled from the sensation and on instinct you looked behind you.

The girl waved in greeting once she saw your gaze, "Hello again,"

She had not been there just a second ago. The air began to grow even chillier than before. "Y-You dropped something." It was the only thing you could think of to say. You were completely baffled by the entire situation.

"Actually, it's a gift for you," She said with a small laugh and a smile. As you watched, her form began to grow slightly fuzzy and began to lose its substance. A few seconds later and you could already see the wall of the alley through her form.

The colors faded from her as well. Her auburn hair slipped away to snow white. The colors from her clothes dulled until there was only just a hint of what they once were. The only true color that remained was from her light blue eyes. "There is a note on the present." The girl continued, seemingly unaware of the changes that had enfolded her.

Glancing down at the present, you saw that there really was a note attached. Written in elegant calligraphy was your name and the words: Please enjoy~

Soft laughter echoed in the air around you causing you to look up. Just as silently as she had appeared, the girl had disappeared leaving you alone once more in the alleyway. It was as if the girl had never even been there to begin with.

A ray of light slipped into the cool shadows of the alleyway and warmth began to flow back into you. For a few moments you just stood there. The entire event had felt unreal to a point that you were beginning to doubt if it had truly happened. Already the memory of it was beginning to fade and warp in your mind.

But it really had happened. You still had the present clutched in your hand as proof.

--- Phantom Anon

[Phantom Anon]

AkatsukiOtaku

Want to bounce story ideas around some time? Maybe for Halloween?

"I would like that," she smiled.

[AkatsukiOtaku]

Phantom Anon

AkatsukiOtaku

Want to bounce story ideas around some time? Maybe for Halloween?

"I would like that," she smiled.

YAAAAY!!!! heart emotion_bigheart emotion_hug

[missy miss lena]

Candy sounds good right about now

[Dratiny]

Urd Tanzanite

Oh my, there are different stories? Here's the one I got:

Quote:

From: An anonymous benefactor
Message:

This was a stupid idea. You knew it, yet here you were, staring up at the looming house that was cast into deep shadow by the dying sun that was hidden behind it. This was trespassing and you knew it. Your cousins knew it too, and even though this house was slightly secluded by the large towering bushes that reached up to ten feet, you felt as if you were being watched. Behind you, your cousins (plus a few friends from the neighborhood) muffled laughs and gave you some words of encouragement. They were watching you, but it was something else that was making the hair on your skin rise. Maybe it was the uneasy feeling you were getting when you looked through the window of the house and into the darkness inside. The black abyss seemed to stare right back at you. That was impossible, of course. According to your cousins, the house had been abandoned for over twenty years and not a soul lived in there now. Perhaps a few rats, but really nothing else.

Hesitantly, you walked closer to the house. The old peeling white paint on the house curled towards you and the wood boards were warped from weather. The door was tilted, slightly unhinged, but still managed to hang on despite the passage of time.

"Remember, you have to stay in the middle of the house for twenty minutes!"

You turned, hearing the words, and nodded. Yeah you knew what you had to do. It was a ridiculous dare from a ridiculous game. Truth or Dare. Why the heck had you chosen Dare? Then again, in your defense, you had not known that your cousins lived in a neighborhood with a convenient creepy, abandoned house just a few minutes away. Apparently this was a dare used often because your cousins and their friends seemed to have sneaking out to an art. Not too mention the rules were highly specific.

You glared at the splotchy doorknob as if it were the cause of this mess. Being angry was a lot easier than admitting you were nervous. Nervous not only because there was a chance you could get into some serious trouble with the authorities, but also because this house was freaking creepy. Everything about it was demented and dead. Even the yard was a sickly yellow and the dark brown tree was bare of any leaves. Its gnarled branches seemed to reach out as if for help. This yard was a sharp contrast to the emerald grassy lawns with blooming trees in front of the other houses in the neighborhood.

This was a stupid idea. The thought kept circling in your mind. However, you had chosen Dare and so you had to do it.

The splotchy doorknob was cold against your touch, which slightly surprised you; The night was a rather warm one. With a small twist of your wrist, you were disappointed to find that it turned easily. The door creaked as it swung inward and a void of darkness greeted you. You had thought that maybe the door would be locked and you could get out of the Dare. You chided yourself for the thought. Your cousins wouldn't have given you this dare if they knew you couldn't get inside the house to begin with.

Behind you, the group cheered you onward and some taunted you to not be a chicken. Swallowing, you lifted your chin, pulled your shoulders back, and walked into the house.



Inside the house, it was significantly cooler than the outside realm. Shadows stretched and curled around you. The dying sun shot golden rays of light through the cracks in the walls and through some of the windows. It made the house an alternating domain of thick shadow and dim light. The floorboards creaked underfoot as you made your way deeper into the house. Your foot kicked against something hard causing you to frantically swing your arms for a few seconds as you tried to maintain your balance. A painful throb engulfed your foot and you muttered a small curse. You had walked right into a piece of broken furniture. Squinting in the dark, you moved more carefully through the house. Broken beer bottles and their aluminum counterparts were everywhere in a room to your right. It looked like most of the furniture was put into a circle and graffiti marked the walls. This house was probably a party spot on the weekends.

You passed the room and came to the bottom of a stairway at the end of the hall. Further down the way was a window that gave you some more light to see. Glancing around, you figured this to be a good spot to wait the twenty minutes. You pulled out your cell phone to check the time. The soft glow told you that you had about seventeen minutes to go. Your phone chirped and a flashing red bar blinked on the screen. Then the phone went silent and the screen flickered to black. You frowned as you stared at the dead phone in your hand. You could have sworn you charged it earlier that day.

A light creak made you look up. A chill went through you, so deep that your entire body shuddered and goose bumps rippled across your skin. Again, the sound of creaking floorboards moaned through the house.

Your throat went dry as you stared into the darkness down one of the hallways, "Hello?"

Silence answered you. Unease crept through you and your heart pounded in your chest. You shivered in the coldness. Above you, dust floated down from the ceiling as the floorboards shifted and moaned. You could hear footsteps above.

This had to be the work of your cousins. They were screwing around with you. The footsteps continued as they passed above you and you turned your eyes to the top of the stairs. It was like staring into a black wall. None of the sun's light seemed to reach the upper banister. But even then, you could barely make out something...A darker shade in that blackness. The dark form of a figure moving closer to the top step. You backed away, afraid of looking away from whatever was at the top of those stairs. There was a weight in the air and you knew with sudden certainty that whatever was up there was staring down at you. Watching.

Something tumbled down the stairs, clacking loudly with every hit. You backed away quickly until a wall stopped you. You flinched slightly as you watched the small object continue its descent. It finally hit the ground floor and the noise stopped. The house was absorbed into silence once more. Your breath was shaky as stared downward at the object that had fallen. It was a small toy car that was rusted away from time and dented from the fall. Some how, it had managed to land on its wheels. The wheels wobbled as the toy car rolled forward, towards you...

A bang on the window nearby made you jump a mile high and a silent shriek escaped from your lips. You heard laughter outside and saw a pale hand bang on the window once more.

"They are so dead!" You muttered angrily as you realized it was your cousins.

Your hand went to your heart as you tried to control your ragged breathing. Despite the coldness, your skin was clammy. Annoyed, you began to make your way to the entrance of the house. Again there was laughter, low and rich as it spread from the heart of the house. You crossed your arms to hide your trembling hands and you turned to look at the stairway. The toy car was not moving now. It had somehow managed to turn and face you. It stared at you silently. Its shadow a long line across the floor. You shuddered and hurried to the entrance.

Outside, the group was laughing, near breathless. The warm air plus your anger brought the life back into your shuddering body.

"Hey, you still have one minute to go!" One person said.

Another added, "Did you have a fun time inside?"

You glared at them, "Who was messing around with me inside the house?" Whoever it was, was so going to die.

There was some laughter, "Relax," one of your cousins began, "It was just a little pounding on the window."

You shook your head angrily, "No. I'm talking about inside on the second story! Who was inside the house with me?" You eyed them all suspiciously, but were only given puzzled stares.

Your cousin frowned, "Uh, none of us went inside the house. You were in there by yourself the entire time..."


--- Phantom Anon

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