One Late Night

I was walking down the street, one cold, dark night, shivering. No flashlight. No jacket. I thought I knew my way, but obviously didn't.

Finally, I admitted I lost the way and started looking around for shelter. I found one huge house with all the lights on which looked welcoming.

I knocked on the door and almost immediately, the door was flung wide open

'Would you be so very kind and let me-'

That was when I realized that there was no one there. I first thought that it was some dumb kid trying to prank me. I stepped in the house and looked behind the door. False move.

The door banged shut and all the lights flickered, then turned off and the curtains were drawn. Great, I thought. Not only was it darker than it was outside, but I was also stuck in a huge house with no one but some random, magical and mysterious person. Or thing. In other words, I had no idea what or who I was with. Or I might be alone. Like I said before, no idea.

I tried opening the door but it was locked. Again, no idea how.

I started hearing some creaking, and then I started to panic.

'Ah....' I heard a creepy voice say. 'Someone...... came here..... ha ha ha....'

That was the last thing I ever heard from anyone; I fell down with a loud thud and heard another eerie sound, and that was the last of me.