***The sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light; the stars will fall from the sky, and the heavenly bodies will be shaken…they will see the ultimate evil who has come to take vengeance on the sinners who left it to die. *** we were standing in front a haunted house, yes a haunted house .It stood alone on the hill, a gaunt and creaky relic of Victoriana, dingy grey paint-flaked and neglected, its windowpanes smeary with age and dirt, its brickwork crumbling away. Adorned as it was with all manner of gargoyles and carvings, these Gothic touches held a sinister threat of evildoings within.The path to the door was overgrown with bushes and brambles whose thorns reached out to capture the unwary. a chill ran down Arizona's spine "ok, i don't think this is a good idea! please lets go guys, i mean look at this place!" Arizona pleaded helplessly "No, You know the deal, don't you? you do the dare we give you , now be a strong girl and go on" lissa said while keeping her hands on Arizonans shoulders and giving her a slight push "but i-i... am scared.... won't you guys come with me, you kno- ? " " yes we will but you'll stay in the room for a day alone" Mason interrupted " ok, so leta go!" lissa said with A cool shudder trickles down Arizona's spine. Glancing around nervously, sees somber portraits staring at us from behind layers of dust, seemingly penetrating our very being. Cold, hesitant light streams in through a cracked window, casting eerie shadows on the walls. As they walk forward, Arizona can't help but feel that someone is following her. Whirling around, she tires to see who's there, but could see nothing but the empty hallway and the faces in the portraits staring at her, their eyes so real yet lifeless like dark coal . 'Turn back' they seemd to say to her, she swallows a nervous whimper and continues to walk into the dark bowels of the house with her friends to compete her 'dare' . "people say that this house is haunted, that this place has been closed and left empty for years . The house belonged to a wealthy family, but one day the whole family father, mother, daughter ,the young son and maid committed suicide or maybe it was murder, you never know... but Since then the neighbors have closed the house as they believe that the house is cursed. They even say that one of the room, believed to be the son's or the daughter's in deadly, you stay their one night, and the next morning you'll be found dead " mason hissed in the girls ears. "ooh really!" lissa squealed twirling a strand of her blonde hair . " yes so they say, and my dear zona, you'll be going there, in the room" Mason smirked " over my dead body " Arizona protested " A dares a dare, as hard as a stone " they both said together "ok, we are there i think, this is the only room that has a lock on it. " mason informed the girls " so Mr. genius how are you planning to open it? with magic ? " lissa said sarcastically " i have this" he said taking out a key from his pocket, " i have it all planed, got it form the local museum, my brother works there by the way, got the key's imprint on a soap cake and here the keys duplicate is " Mason said patting his own shoulder " ok, impressive, but you two have been planning this all long! haven't you? " Arizona accused her friends " ya well , we have been planning it for a week or so" confessed lissa '" because you never do a dare ! you are a scared cat zona ! like no offence but it's true" she said in a whisper and Mason nodded in agreement " ok , so lets not make this longer" mason said while unlocking the door " go! " lissa said and pushed me inside the room $ Arizona P.O.V. $ i entered a dark room and the smell of rot and sadness filled my nostril's . Shadows seem to swirl around my feet, sucking me in. In a burst of panic, i fumble for a light switch. i flipped it up and down frantically, but the room remained immersed in darkness. Fear settled in and deep down i knew i'm was not alone in the dark. Something brushed against my back as an instinct i turned around but there was nothing. Nothing i can see, just darkness . Outside i can hear the night wind howling, and it almost sounds like laughter to my panicked mind. A low chuckle breaks my thought process, directly in front of me and I try to scream, but hear nothing , just a wave of hot air leaves my mouth; just there i think that i have lost my voice or maybe worse my mind , in the overwhelming blackness I feel I'm being drawn in- drowned in slumbering evil, there is no escape... i sway my hands in the darkness to hold something, with the help of the wall i make my way in the dark and sit on the bed , breathing slowly and deeply,trying to collect my now scattered thoughts suddenly i feela hand, a cold hand on my back i turned around to see who it is . he was so familiar like the sun light or the rain-- i felt the same chills running down my spine, though they weren't because of feae, it was because of him, a young boy, maybe my age 16 or 17 no more. A cold hard mask like expression on his beautiful face. His eyes big and the color of emeralds, hair scattered as if he had just woken up from a long sleep. Darkness lurked behind each wall of the room , and a sad evil hung in the air like a thick fog, creeping through the windows until it finally engulfed the room completely.He looked at me and then just like that his eyes shifted as if someone was there, someone he didn't want to be with his expression changed, a rather scared or- i don't really, know there were so many emotions there. His face disfiguring and a frown settling on forehead " who are you " i asked "shooo..." the boy whispered and pointed towards another door, but before i could even blink an eye A hand was at my neck, pressing hard and making me choke on my own spit. i looked up and saw a face as white as sheet ,with eyes as black as coal, the face was evil and un-natural & ARIZONA'S p.o.v. ENDS & It was so familiar -- the man felt the same chills running down his spine, though they were caused by the sinister act he was about to perform The man who was dressed in the black cloak which he wore for each pernicious occasion, knew the act of murder well, with the thrilling chills it brought along. He pulled the long, narrow red dagger from the concealed pocket of his cloak as he looked down upon his victim, it was a beautiful one this time, with long red hair and beautiful sea blue yes , what a beautiful live to take. " what a profound beauty, don't you think son." The man smiled an evil smile, that could have killed a person knowing it would be only a moment before the perfectly sharpened blade of his knife would strike her skull, tear through her flesh, and stab one of the most vital organs in the body and then he would slice open her throat, the way he did his family's . The act would leave her no time to scream. His lips curled into a sneer again, though this time with the thought of soaking her pretty little face in a pool of dark red blood, the soft white skin being smeared with the thick liquid. The man's hands shook with excitement as he raised the dagger, his expression that similar of a madman's. His eyes stared at his now scared victim -- he watched all of them die. Each murder he committed, his eyes watched every second of their deaths, savouring the moments until their last breaths.he never failed to kill them and capture their poor souls. Taking a long, deep breath, the killer's eyes narrowed in on the girl , his muscles tensing, his long dead heart racing. " you are coming with me dear Arizona" he whispered arizona felt her blood freeze and she closed her eyes praying to god He swung his arm down, dagger in hand, and watched as it sliced into her skull, the blood pouring almost instantly from her gash. Immediately, Arizona's eyes flew open, but he continued thrusting the pointed knife into her head. A faraway look formed in her eyes, but the man didn't stop. He continued violently and angrily stabbing at the dead body, watching as the blood flowed heavily from her many wounds. His insanity was evident, and he knew it, but that simple fact was nothing to his need for killing. he then made a clean slit on the throat and finished his job . The bedsheets were drenched, along with the Arizona's dress, which brought him satisfaction. Blood dripped from the bed onto the wood floors, surrounding the his shoes. He paid no mind to the mess, for he didn't care -- he was staring at the once beautiful body that was now mangled and bloody. The sight would be stomach-churning and disturbing to someone , the man knew, but not to him , he had killed all his family and himself without blinking an eye . " now you see son james, thats how it is done, thats how i did it on you if your soul could see me doing it , do you like the smell of blood , it smells like iron! and for a ghosts like us it's so beautiful ! the suffering of a young beautiful life , now i shall go and see how little Arizona's ghost is doing. i have to mark her you see before she goes out of hand " Rayn said to his son james before he vanishing into thin air. -----------------------------------------------