It was supposed to be an ordinary evening full of fun. All of respite expected for the coming Saturday. Halloween we associate mainly with fun, but nothing that night did not work our way. Me and a few friends from class, Casper, Michael and Anka gathered just at home Kate to finish our preparations for the evening. We had a ready-made costumes and props. We were not planning fun in collecting candy, we wanted rather scare people. We were a harmonious pack, so we can be sure that none of us will not change their plans. I looked at Michael, who was holding his camera, was the last thing we needed before leaving. In the end it started to get dark. We had a plan to scare a few people. But it is hard to scare someone hallowen, if most people expect tips on the streets. Despite the initial difficulties with the recording, after we reached the intended target, and the material that we gathered great fit on youtube. It was getting colder, and visibility was low. However, we decided not to finish playing. Near there was a certain block. At first glance it seemed to be an ordinary building, but not everything was as it seemed. A year ago, all the inhabitants disappeared when the building fire. Nobody knows what really was the cause, even though a body was never found, and the building was renovated some time ago. Still, not many people have decided to live there. The thought that someone died there for me was terrifying, yet I pretended that I enjoy going to that building. The suffocating smell of smoke, which I felt going inside made that for a moment I could not catch the air. We started looking around for the light switch, but after finding it was broken. I pulled out of the backpack torch and lit it. My attention was attracted to the wall, after which stretched after reaching the ceiling black marks after combustion. I could not believe that somebody still lived there. Carefully we set up the steep, worn stairs that creaked with each successive step. We drove to the top, joking about the ghost stories. Some were less terrible, but the atmosphere in this building built tension, even when we tried to keep cheerful mood. We got to the second floor, where visibility was already slightly better thanks to the windows, through which shone a little light. I grabbed a barely standing wooden railing, which was covered with dust, and waited for the rest of the group. Suddenly we heard something from the bottom. Everyone stood still, ready to escape hearing the quiet echo coming from the bottom.
- It's probably rats. - I heard behind him.
The others also agreed with this, but I was not sure whether rats can just make noise. We wanted to come to the top, to comb we were still only two floors. Some doors were covered with special tape, it was a terrible sight. Again, we heard the same sound was much louder this time.
- What was that ?! - Kate moaned, turning back.
- It is possible that draft. - Michael looked down, but he did not see anything.
Although the outside of the building looked completely normal, inside you could shoot a good horror movie. I looked up the stairs, after a while I felt a strange sensation. I wanted to get back home. With every passing moment, my terror grew in addition it was really late. I had the impression that not only are we going up those stairs, something in my head was moving for us. I increased the pace, anxious to get out of this building, suddenly tripped over something. The others quickly joined me and helped me gather up from the ground. I looked at the rocking chair, which swayed gently in the corner. She sat on the half-burnt doll. He stared at the drawer of that just stumbled, though it seemed to me that earlier there was nothing there. I looked at the other friends who were really excited about this place. It seemed to me that the sounds we heard came from the pipes, but they also moved to the stairs which themselves began to creak. It was strange and there was no question of any rats.
- Somebody is here ?! - Michael yelled.
He responded silence. After a moment, the sound began to repeat itself, this time it seemed to me that "goes" up. It sounded just like the steps. We went back, almost colliding ran upstairs, having no other choice. The sound died away when we got to the fourth floor. There was only one door. In contrast to the other, they will be new. From the center we heard the sound of the piano, it was a good sign. I looked at the crack between the door, where there have little light. We decided to knock. It took a while, but just then someone came to the door.
- Why live here only one family? - I asked.
- How do I know? But maybe we'll get some money. - He said Michael.
After a moment the door was opened by an elderly lady. She looked completely normal, had a pleasant face and smiled gently.
- Oo children, wait just bring you something. - She smiled, then walked into the kitchen.
- Let's go, here it is strange! - I said, feeling inner restlessness.
- Do not sweat it, just go downstairs. - Anka said.
After a while, I saw an old lady, carrying in his hands a plate of sweets. Carefully looked at the dish, it was strange yet everyone took a few candies. They tasted strange, after a while I looked at the terrifying sight. Burnt body of a man was seated on the couch in the apartment of a woman noticed it all. The fear in the eyes of the worms spit from the mouth. At the sight of the changing expression of a woman's face, we started to look for the stairs. In an instant I burst out laughing, and I felt like the heart goes into my throat. The door slammed, and we stayed in a place where I tripped over the drawer. A rocking chair with a doll suddenly stood still, as if some force suddenly stopped him working. We thrusted his eyes wide open door on the left, which previously were certainly closed. They came out of it a strange incomprehensible whispers that grew louder. Passing a pile of garbage strewn on the floor, we ran down. Suddenly the door, right before our eyes shut with a bang. With horror, trying to open it, unfortunately, did not bring any effect. I turned and saw the only open door leading to the basement. Hearing steps coming from the top, accompanied by incomprehensible voices, went downstairs. I felt there even worse, causing a strange feeling of fear meant that I could not go on. We stopped a bit further, wanting a little rest in the hope that we are safe. With difficulty I managed to calm down after a while again heard a strange sound. I reached for a flashlight that illuminated the figure standing before us butcher cleaver. My shriek woke the others, who are seeing the character with his own eyes, they jumped to escape. Butcher in a blood stained apron followed us. We heard like moves the blade cleaver after brick wall, following our lead. We did not know this place, we did not know where we're going, but we hope that we will manage to escape. Suddenly the planks nailed the door, which was passed broke the mutilated hands that tried to catch us. I looked at the Anka, which captured the pale as a ghost hands, then began to pull her into a dark room. We could not do anything when she disappeared from sight only heard her scream. I ran for Casper and Kate, but lost sight of Michael. I thought he was right behind me. We ran into a dark room located in the basement. For a moment we stood chained to the wall, listening for footsteps. He is approaching. I tried to find a way out, but tripped over a bag abandoned in the middle. Suddenly, a light bulb lit up, and we observed in front of torn flesh and walls stained with blood. I could not bear the sight, so they quickly went after the rest. Following them in the dark, I'm lost immediately afterwards. Suddenly, I saw a body lying in front of him with his head fixed on the chopper. I did not want to even think that this is Michael. I heard a shriek, and before me there was Kate.
- Help me, he caught Casper! - She said horrified.
I looked at the bleeding girl, trying to go my way. After a moment he appeared behind her, and I began to recede.
- Do not leave me ! - She moaned.
It was too late for any help. Not knowing what to do, I started to run against each other, trying to get to the exit. After a while I got to the door, which opened without thinking. On the other side there was a staircase, where before we were. Terrified and exhausted I sat against the wall, waiting for me come. I closed my eyes, to hear how it goes for me ...