The House On The Hill

There is said to be an old house on a hill three hours away
No one lives there and it is said to be abandoned
Rumor has it that it is Haunted

"Oh my goodness~! it's really here~!"

"I never thought we would find it..."

"It has such a upsetting feeling, I don't like it."

"Ok we found it, so let's go."

Four friends stood outside a tall, shadowy house, debating on what to do.

"Oh come on we spent so long trying to find it! The least we can do is look inside~!" The blonde girl said. They all sighed and pushed through the old door. It was a neat and tidy house, as if it had not been abandoned.

"It's way cleaner than I thought it would be~!" They looked around nervously.

"O-ok, we looked inside, let's go now." said the boy.

"You scared, Grant?" the short girl laughed, punching Grant in the arm.

"Ow! No, it's just, this place gives me the creeps," he whispered, his eyes looking around cautiously.

CRASH!

"Oh god we are all gonna die!!!!" The short girl cried as she hugged the blonde girl with all her might.

"Let's get out of here!" Grant cried. The last girl stopped him and chuckled.

"Grant, there is nothing here. I will go see what the noise was. It was probably just an animal." She turned down the hall and began to walk towards the area where the noise came from.

"Be careful, Amy!" the short girl called after her.

"Don't worry Kim, I will." She waved over her shoulder. The blonde one said nothing, just stared with slightly narrowed eyes after Amy.

It has began ticking

Amy wandered down the long hall, noting how blank it was. A door appeared on her left, but as she tried it, she found it was locked. She continued on until she came to another door, which was not locked. She found herself into a living room/kitchen area. She looked into the kitchen and saw a broken plate on the ground.

"So this is what the noise was," she muttered as she crouched down to inspect the shards.

"Might as well take one of these shards to show the others," she sighed as she carefully put the ceramic shard into her pocket. She turned around and headed back to the front of the house, humming along.

"Hey guys, it was only a plate fal- where did everyone go?" Amy looked around. no one was there.

"Maybe they left already. If so, I should probably catch up to them," she frowned as she went to the front door.

Click. Click click click.

"...This is strange," Amy gasped as she tried again to pull the door open. No luck though, it was locked shut. She turned back around and shrugged.

"There has to be another way out of here, obviously." She said as she began to explore the house. She tried a few doors, only to find that they were locked. As she rounded the corner of one of the first floor hallways, she saw something. She froze and watched as the thing went into a room and shut the door. She felt a cold sweat come upon her and she began to quake with fear.

"W-what was that thing?" she whispered in a shaky voice. She didn't want to find out, so she turned around and walked as quick as she could back down the hall and up the stairs to the second floor. She tried to open one of the doors, but it was locked, so she tried the room right across from it. The knob twisted in her hand s and she walked into the room. It was a normal bedroom complete with a flat screen tv. She took a quick look around and noticed something lying on the bed.

"This is...! This is Grant's battle axe, but what is it doing here?" Amy wondered as she picked it up. She sagged under the weight and her body cried how could Grant carry this, let alone swing it with one hand?! Amy didn't know and turned back towards the door. What was going on here? And where the heck was everyone?

This time....

We will make  it!