The day on which this tragic accident occurred has a melancholy and airy atmosphere. The day started normally, with my brother and I waking up to the smash of the early morning newspaper hitting our door. We were waiting until it became late at night so that we could go and explore the abandoned house at the end of the street where it was rumoured that ghosts dwell there. We were bustling with so much energy that it looked like we were going to crash into the ceiling of our bungalow. We decided to use our “hyperactivity” in something productive such as reading articles on ghost-detecting and ghost-hunting, which instruments should be used during ghost-detecting and ghost-hunting and etc ...
Then with the snap of the fingers and the blink of the eyes, we heard the banging of the back door and the front door simultaneously. As we scrambled down to see what caused the commotion, to our surprise and horror we saw handprints leading from the base of the compound wall to skywards.
Fast-forward a couple of hours. We were busy slinging on a backpack which contained some rations, water, torches, batteries, ghost-detecting instruments,ghost-hunting instruments etc…
We also brought along with us 2 GoPro cameras that were highly recommended by leading paranormal investigators in the country. The main reason for recording our exploration was that if there were any weird things happening in the house where we would explore, it would be caught on camera. We could then show the recording to prove to our friends(that don’t believe in paranormal activities and ghosts) that ghosts and paranormal things are real and not just myths.
So, we then entered the abandoned house where it looked like no one has been inside the house ever since the beginning of this town. We slowly crept inside, in order to not withdraw any unwanted attention. The interior surroundings of the house were so dirty that it was literally impossible to step around without touching any of the mud. But what weirded and amazed us was that there were huge TV screens all around the house matching the size and shape that were used during basketball matches.
Then instantaneously, we heard the muttering of an old language that sent shivers down my spine. I screamed at my brother to activate the ghost-hunting instruments immediately. But it was not meant to be. A flutter of ghosts jumped from the railing of the second floor to the ground floor and made a compressed, dense chain around my brother and I.My brother with his ghost-hunting equipment facing one side and me with my ghost-hunting equipment facing the other side.
Then, the chain broke open abruptly and a man around 40-ish wearing a tuxedo came inside and snapped his fingers and with that our backpack and ghost-hunting instruments started smoldering.“There. Now that's better. Now welcome to The Live Ghosts Capture featuring our two new special guests”.With those words, spotlights started shining onto our faces and our faces started appearing on the screens all around the house.
Then, instantaneously the shining light started to get brighter and brighter and then, the screens went blank…