100 w/c Ben

Once upon a time there was a old, dirty haunted house in Berlin. People call it the slaughter house. There was a rumour that a young beautiful woman was stabbed in this house. On the 31st of October Halloween night me and my friend John were having a sleepover in his house. We decided that we would sneak out at 2am to go check the haunted house out. As we got closer to the house I wondered what was behind the door, we went inside and the door slammed behind us, we heard a voice whisper “ you are not going anywhere”…