Now, I'm not gonna post all the chapters in one thread, It's not organized. But don't worry, every chapter will not be posted very close to each other, so it won't somehow 'spam' the creations section. Spoiler: Previous Chapters Chapter 1: http://itsjerryandharry.com/threads/story-in-the-dark.60085/ Chapter 2 January 9, 2006. I tried opening the door as hard as I can, but it was no use. I gave up.. but the lights turned back on, and I heard a voice, in the middle of the basement. I believed spirits couldn't harm me, so I just.. listened to it. "Look at her reaction! Haha!" Unknown Said. I put my bag near the doors, and went down the stairs, entering the basement. I found a weird, mirror with a spiral shape drawn into it. Spirits usually go behind a person, so I sat down in a corner, and opened it. I had my flashlight turned on, so I grabbed the mirror infront of me and looked at the mirror, and I saw everything that was happening behind me. It said the same thing. "Look at her reaction! Haha!" Unknown said. It was.. a woman. She slowly looked at me while I looked at the mirror, and I acted like I couldn't see her. I then looked at her.. face. She had no eyes, and her skin was gray and so dry and so wrinkly, and blood coming out of her ears, mouth, nose and empty eye holes, and her hair was tied and was looking at me. So I ran back up to the stairs, but it grabbed my 'Best friend' necklace that my dead friend gave me. It tried to pull me back, but I removed the necklace, I thought my survival was more Important than a necklace. But.. the problem is, his sister's picture was inside the necklace, so it wasn't a matter of time till they look for her and haunt her. The door opened, and I bolted outside of the basement. "Jeez kid, calm down! Your screaming was so loud that my Grandma could hear it from 5 houses away." A policeman said. He seemed one of those 'chill' police officers who aren't serious a lot. "What are you doing in my house?" The police officer said. "Your house, is haunted. Don't you ever feel that presence?" I said. They looked at me, like I was crazy. I knew they wouldn't believe me even If I go down there, and let the spirit throw something at me. So I just grabbed my backpack, pushed them out of my way and went out of the house. "Why is my backpack heavy?" I said. Then I remembered.. I took the girls laptop so I can find out who did this. So I went to a nearby park and turned it on. I searched "Look at her reaction spirit." I knew it was too stupid to search for something like that, but then, I got a million results. I clicked on a decent looking one. And I read it. The witch, bathsheba, has died 4 centuries ago. Her spirit lies in the middle of the Avenue neighbourhood, where her death occured. She has been known for entering people's houses and haunting them and making them suffer the same way she did. Her known traits was possessing the mother to kill her own daughter, or son if she doesn't have a daughter, and possess the husband to kill his wife, and kill himself with a knife. "Bathsheba?" I said. A witch? That was hard to believe. I closed my laptop and looked for a comfortable place to sleep, because I was mad tired after what happened. Several people looked at me though. Apparently, the police officer reported me as a 'crazy' person for believing in ghosts, and breaking in people's houses. I didn't have time to care, so I just ran. I went inside the forest, and slept next to a tree. I thought she only was in Avenue. So I slept.. and I slept.. And then she came. End Of Chapter 2.
