You turn towards the mansion again, cold wind blowing behind you. Shuddering and hesitant, you take a step forward, trying to remind yourself of the prize for winning the dare.
The ground under the snow is frozen and slippery. Flailing, you try in vain to keep your balance. The snow softens your fall a bit, but unfortunately your coat and gloves are now wet, making the wind feel even chillier as it passes you again. Your mood darker now, the sound of your friend's laughter feels like it's mocking you.
Getting up, you hear creaking sound coming ahead of you. Looking up you see the mansion's door slowly opening, as if welcoming you. There's still enough light for the door to cast a shadow, but you can't see past the threshold.
Your friend's voices sound very distant now. You can feel something staring at you in the darkness ahead.
Will you go in? Or will you return to your friends?
Passing the threshold, you feel the wind against your face and wonder if there's window open somewhere. Taking few more steps into the mansion, you look around. It isn't any easier to see anything than it was before, but you can make out the shape of a rather large staircase not too far from were you stand.
The door slams shut behind you, trapping you into darkness. Scared, you turn around and try to open it again, but despite your best efforts the door doesn't budge. You want to scream, really, but something inside warns you that that would be a very bad idea. There must be some other way out, you think and turn back towards the staircase. As you start walking towards it, your leg hits something hard, causing you to fall down. Stumbling back up, your hand brushes something and you pick it up. You realize it is...
The item turns out to be crowbar and you wonder if you could use it to get through the door when the sound of something heavy being dragged across the floor reaches your ears. You turn left, your eyes slowly getting used to the lack of light, but whatever was causing that sound wasn't close enough for you to see. It seems to be heading this way, and you start to feel uneasy. Your friend assured you that this place had been abandoned long time ago and yet, listening very carefully now, you're sure you can hear footsteps too.
Both sounds keep getting closer and closer, and the fear you've been holding back starts climbing up again. You tell yourself you're being silly, but it doesn't help. You look at the staircase and then back towards the direction of the sound, unable to decide what to do.
Wait and see
You clutch the crowbar nervously, as both sounds get closer. You hear a thump, before the door on the left slams open with such a force your ears ring afterwards. A horrid stench starts to fill the room and you cover your mouth with one hand, fighting the urge to vomit. You fail. In midst of vomiting, your eyes detect movement, and you swing the crowbar towards it. Whatever you hit staggers backwards, giving you a few moments to back away. To your horror, you realize the thing is now between you and the front door. You take few more steps back and brandish your weapon as the creature fixes its gaze to you and growls. As it straightens up, you can see its way taller than you, reaching almost half-way to the ceiling. It swings its arm towards you and you raise the crowbar to meet it. The force of the blow almost makes you fall, but you manage to find foothold in time.
You decide to...
Head to the door on the left
You block another blow. The creature rushes forward, and you barely manage to step aside. Noticing your change, you slam the crowbar on its head with all your might. The creature goes down, twitching. You take step backwards, panting loudly. Keeping your eyes on the shape, you wipe your mouth with your arm and take few more steps back. It has stopped twitching, but you're still unsure about turning your back on it.
It takes some time, but finally, you relax. The creature hasn't moved for a while now, but you still don't want to get any closer. Maybe there are windows or something on the way it come from. It's worth checking out, you decide and finally turn away from the monster. You run the to door, and just in case, turn to look back once your hand reaches the handle. Still no movement. You sigh in relief and move past the door.
Almost immediatelly, your foot catches something on the floor, and you trip. You manage to avoid falling completely by steadying yourself with your hand. You look back, realizing it must be a large sack. The smell seems to be flowing from it. You gulp. As you try it with your hand, the contents seem both soft and hard. Based on the smell, you can guess far too well what's inside.
You wonder if this caused the thump before the creature slammed the door. The thought makes you shudder, and it's not the only reason. It's getting pretty cold. You really should hurry.
The room seems wide, with almost no furniture. You can see the shape of a sofa in the middle of the room, and it seems to be accompanied by a table, but that's all. You can feel wind on your skin. There definitely is window here. You follow the wind and reach it.
You notice another window right next to it, but you can't feel any wind from that one.
You manage to pry to planks away from the window and smash it open. As you climb through it, you can hear horrible roar from behind you. Turning around you see the creature standing in the doorway. You quickly try to get through the window, but it's difficult to squeeze through the shards and the creature grabs your leg, twisting it. You scream in pain, trying to hold on to the window, despite the glass cutting deeply to your hands. After struggling a while, the pain becomes to much, and you let go of the window. The creature slams you onto the floor, then takes your head between its claws. You feebly raise your hands to try to get it off, but its grip is like steel. Before you can do anything else, the creature snaps your neck.
You wonder briefly why anyone would leave something like this lying around before pocketing it – maybe it could be used for something – and getting back to your feet. The dust in the air makes you cough loudly. Almost immediatelly you can feel change in the air, and from somewhere far away, you hear a loud thump. Your heart jumps to your throat, and you step back quickly, tripping over loose board and falling down, creating even more noise. You hear something heavy being dragged far away, and head towards the stairs as fast as you dare. You're sure it can't be caused by anything good, and anyway, you're sure you can find a window from higher up and use it to give a signal to your friends somehow. With that thought, you carefully climb up. Upon reaching the second floor, you notice cold air flowing from the left, but the way is blocked by what looks like a bed. You look right. That way seems have no obstacles.
You decide to...
You move carefully towards the bed and notice there is stuff under it, but it looks like you could squeeze through small opening on top of it. You look behind you. The sound you heard seem to have stopped. You feel relieved, and start to climb.
It takes some time, but finally you manage to get to the other side. The air flow has stopped. As you take few steps forward, you hear small laugh right next to you. You quickly turn around but you can’t see anybody. Feeling unnerved, you walk backwards away from the blockade. Someone giggles next to your ear. You turn around again, but there’s still nothing to be seen. You almost jump, as cold breeze brushes your cheek. Stumbling a little, your hand finds a door handle on the right side of the hallway. You realize that it’s not locked and wonder if you should check it out when the laughter you’ve heard comes from inside the room. You quickly back away, your back hitting something hard on the other side. Scared to turn your back to the other door, you use your hands and figure out it’s a doorknob. Should you…
Room behind you
You test the doorknob. The door behind you opens easily and you slip in. Taking few steps away from the door, you finally dare to turn your back on it. The moment you do that, the door closes. You turn back and try to open it. It opens and you feel relieved – the front door not opening was bad enough. But the moment you let go of the door, it closes again. At least it appears you’re not stuck here now, so you turn around to check your surroundings. You deduce you’re in someone’s bedroom, as you can see a huge bed from where you stand, illuminated by moonlight. There’s a window on your left, and you feel like jumping from sudden joy. You hurry to the window – it looks like it could be opened easily. And it does. You look down to see how big the drop is – and freeze. You’re staring right into the eyes of white skinned monster, it’s neck bend in horrible angle. Grinning at you, it reveals a row of absurdly sharp teeth. ”Jump.” it hisses at you. You just stare, unable to move.
The creature’s claw, also bend weirdly, reaches towards you. You feel cold all over and jump away from the window. What should you do now? You might be able to jump far enough that the creature doesn’t catch you. Or maybe it would be safer to look for another window elsewhere?
You take a deep breath and walk to the window again. Looking down, the creature is still there, wearing horrible grin. It’s hand reaches little past the window down and you’re quite certain it can’t grab you if you manage to jump far enough. The drop seems to be over five meters, but you trust the snow to lessen the impact.
The creature disappears from the window and you hear loud noise downstairs. It is coming after you? You know you need to hurry now. Taking another deep breath, you walk to the door. Then, before you can rethink you run to the window, and jump out.
Falling, you catch a glimpse of the creature as it rushes to the window again, and you can feel its claw almost scratching your back. It lets out furious howl as you hit the snow legs first.
You hear your left ankle snap and the pain causes you to scream. You try to stand up as fast as you can, knowing the creature is still behind you, but it still takes few tries. You use mostly your right leg as you rush away from the house, still not wanting to look behind you.
The creature howls more and as you reach the pine trees shadowing the path you originally took the get here, you finally turn. Looks like the creature can’t leave the house, as it’s clawing the air. You almost stop breathing as its eyes find yours. The anger in them nails you were you stand, and it’s only after the creature turns away and disappears inside the house that you can move again.
You can hear your friends chattering not too far away now. As you step forward your left ankle stings in protest. Did you fall down somewhere? You can’t quite remember. As you reach your friends, you decide that it hardly matters. They are surprised to see you, but ready to leave. And so are you.
You start feeling unnerved, as you notice there are no footsteps leading back down. The feeling intensifies as you hear a bang from somewhere inside the house and almost jump.
It sounded like it came from the left. Turning the flashlight in that direction, you see a door.
You wonder if you should check the noise out or head upstairs.
You shine the flashlight on the wall, and see what looks to be the remains of a painting. As far as you can tell, it’s a portrait of a woman. Probably someone who used to live here, you think and move the flashlight away. On the path to the left wing you see an old bed and some kind of chest, put up like some kind of barricade. You decide to check it out, to see if you could crawl through it somehow.
As you get closer you feel cold wind on your cheek. It feels almost like someone is breathing next to you and you circle around to check, but see nobody. You chuckle to yourself – this place is clearly getting to you. You return your attention back to the bed and chest combination and realize it’s going to be very difficult to get through. You wouldn’t be able to use the flashlight at the same time, at the very least.
You use the flashlight to see through the small opening between the furniture. And there’s someone staring back at you. You stagger backwards, shocked, barely containing your scream. The flashlight almost slips from your hand again, but you manage to hold onto it.
Laughing nervously, you take few steps back. No way there was anyone there, you try to convince yourself, and check again. And sure enough, this time you see nothing but part of hallway. Cold sweat covers you. You look to the right – that path seems to have no obstacles.
Should you try to make it past the barricade? Or head to the right?
Something brushes your cheek and you turn around in surprise – but you see nobody. There’s more laughter, again behind your back. Your hand shakes and it takes a while to focus the flashlight again. Once you do, you see there are three more doors besides the one with painting above it.
Though it’s hard, you decide to ignore the laughter for now and walk to the second door. It’s locked as well. Same goes for the third and fourth door. Looks like this way is a dead end.
Just as you thought that, you notice yet another door. It’s smaller than the others, and there’s a painting leaning on it – maybe it had dropped from above – that covers it almost completely. No wonder you almost missed this door. The painting is another portrait, this time of a man. You move it aside, more interested in testing the door.
It’s not locked – in fact it opens disturbingly easy. The door creaks loudly however, and you flinch.
Taking a deep breath you shine the flashlight in, and prepare yourself to check the room out, when loud noise makes you take a step back.
Looking at the direction of the sound, you see that all the doors are now wide open. Shiver runs down your spine.
The scene disturbs you, but you decide to check the room you’re in front of first and so you step inside. Your flashlight shows that the place of stuffed with furniture, and you as you walk carefully to avoid hitting them, you notice there’s no windows here. No way out from here then, you think but decide to investigate more. Mostly because the doors opening combined with the laughter really scared you and you don’t want to be in the hallway right now.
But you soon realize that there really isn’t that much to investigate here. The furniture consists of an old sofa, few tables and a drawer that has nothing inside it. You turn around, ready to leave the room, when you notice a switch on the wall. Curious, you try it – and a loud noise behind you makes you jump. When you turn around, you see that part of the roof has fallen down, revealing a ladder. Your heart pounding, you walk in front of it. It seems to lead to an attic. But before you can even really test the ladder, sounds coming from the hallway catch your attention. It’s like someone is kicking one of the doors or the wall. And it’s coming closer. You decide that getting trapped in this small room wouldn’t be good, and so you go out to see who – or what – is causing the noise.
Check door 2
The noise stops as you step out of the small room. You are glad about that, but not for long as the silence is even more unnerving. Heading to the door second closest to the staircase, you walk as quietly as you can and even stifle your breathing.
After what feels like eternity, the door to the staircase is now in front of you.
It takes some time to gather your courage before you raise your hand to touch the handle of the door. It feels warm.You let go instantly, every nerve in your body tingling.
You shake your head. That can’t be possible, you think and grip the handle again. It squirms in your grasp and you let go with a yelp. Disgusted and startled you take step backwards. You turn the flashlight towards the handle, but it looks completely normal.
You really don’t want to try that door again.
But even as you think that, you hear a loud scraping sound somewhere nearby. You turn around. The hall seems to twist right in front of your eyes and trying to balance yourself you reach for the door behind you again. When your fingers touch it, everything goes back to normal.
The handle feels cold and not at all alive. You wonder if you’re losing it. Maybe it would be better to leave this room alone, but the need to check for possible way out wins over your hesitation.
You leave the door slightly open as you head inside. It looks like it used to be someone’s bedroom, based on the furniture. Unfortunately there only windows in the room are way too small for you to squeeze through and with disappointed sigh you leave the room. What a hassle.
Check door 3
After leaving the bedroom, you head for the next door hoping for a better result. And less weirdness. Preparing yourself, you touch the handle carefully. It feels as cold as it should be, and the hallway seems steady too. Unfortunately, the door is locked. You think few good kicks would get it open but for some reason it feels like a very bad idea. You can feel cold breeze through the keyhole in the door and start getting impatient. There’s surely a way out in there, but you don’t want to make any noise. The scraping and dragging sounds from downstairs keep you sure of that.
You go through your pockets, hoping to find something to pick the lock. The flashlight you’re holding starts flickering, and you shake it a bit, hoping it won’t go off. Lot of good it’s been in helping you anyway, you think bitterly. Your pockets are empty, and looking around you, you can see nothing that would help.
Then you remember that in the small room and the attic ladder that dropped down. There could be something there. Or maybe there’s something in the bedroom.
I'll change the poll every Sunday from now on.