The house towers above you, bricks other colours of the rainbow
scattered around and a few burned. It seems once upon a time this
wasn't the only building, but the others were destroyed in some
kind of accident.
Mack looks around at the vines and thinks about how long they
might’ve been there and what the house might have looked like
before them. He walks up to the house and knocks on the door,
wondering if anyone lives there anymore
No noise or response comes from inside, only the door creaking open
and revealing an old school record player sitting on a small table
next to a blue flight of stairs. The stick isn't on the record
inside of it, meaning it did nothing but just sit. It's extremely
musty, but the house seems like it's safe to enter.
Isabella Looked around observing carefully, She decided to check it
out, she saw a couple of people standing at the front "Uhh anyone
Knows what is this?" suddenly the gates opened
The record plays on loop. It seems to scratch and glitch, but the
voice singing the song is mesmerizing and beautiful, unlike
anything you've ever heard. Then, in the corner of your eye,
there's a yellow bunny plushie sitting on the third stair.
"Intriguing" she said Murmuring, Watching Mack Trying to play the
recorder, suddenly the record started Playing, Her eyes caught a
glimpse of a Yellow Bunny plushie, she went towards the Stairs and
Picked up the Plushie, Carefully examining it
“Hmm... that wasn’t there before, was it? This is getting more and
more creepy. Cool” Mack had always loved horror stories and movies,
but for some reason, he was almost incapable of fear. “This is a
horrible idea” he thought out loud before turning up the volume to
the record player and going upstairs.
"Hold up!" she said Looking at Mack "Where are you even Heading? Do
you Live here?" she said, while examining the Yellow Bunny Plushie,
she headed towards the record player and reduced the Volume
There were two rooms upstairs facing each-other, one a yellow one
with a rusted lock and the other a blue. The lock seemed like it
could be easily pried off with little effort.
The lock viciously swung side to side as he knocked and eventually
fell off and onto the floor, the door swaying open a bit. The room
smelled sweet inside, as if the smell was meant to be preserved
forever.
Isabella Headed upstairs following Mack, still holding the Yellow
Bunny Plushie, She Headed inside the room "Woah..It smells pretty
sweet here, Not much out of a Horror Movie" she said to Mack