It all began on a crisp, star-filled night in the small town of Nevergoogleland. As I was walking through the deserted streets, I noticed a particularly large and ominous house looming in the distance. My curiosity and love of walking alone compelled me to investigate, so I decided to take a closer look.
As I stepped closer to the house, it seemed to grow even more sinister by the second. Its walls were covered in cobwebs, its windows were cracked and broken, and the door hung off its hinges. I hesitated, but eventually decided to venture inside.
The inside of the house was just as eerie as the outside. Dust and cobwebs clung to every corner and crevice, and a chill ran up my spine as I crept through the dark hallway. I heard distant whispers coming from upstairs and my heart raced as I moved closer to investigate.
Upon reaching the top of the stairs, I noticed an old book lying on the floor. Its cover was worn and tattered, and its pages were filled with strange symbols and cryptic writing that I couldn’t make sense of. I hesitated for a moment before picking it up and opening it.
As I read through the pages, I began to get a sense of dread. The book told tales of a dark creature that lurked within the abandoned house, preying on anyone who entered. I quickly closed the book, realizing that I had made a mistake in coming here.
I quickly ran out of the house, but not before hearing a deep, guttural laugh emanating from within its walls. As I raced away, I could feel the creature’s eyes boring into me. I knew it was watching me, waiting for me to make one wrong move so it could pounce.
Since that night, I have never gone near that house again. But I can still hear its laughter echoing through the streets of Nevergoogleland whenever I walk alone at night.