Full Of Mystery Story

Endless Park House 1

Let me start by saying that Peter Terry is addicted to heroin.

We were friends on campus and continued to be after I graduated. Notice that I said “I”. He dropped out after two years of not managing to survive. After I moved out of the dorm and into a small apartment, I didn't see Peter.

We will talk online at all times (AIM was king in the pre-Facebook years). There was a period where he was not online for about five weeks in a row. I'm not worried. He's a pretty well-known drug addict and addict, so I assume he just stopped caring. Then one night I saw him come in. Before I could start the conversation, he sent me a message.

“David, man, we need to talk.”

That's when he told me about NoEnd House . This house could have gotten such a name because no one had ever reached the last exit. The rules are quite simple and cliche: go to the final room of the building and you win $ 500. There are nine rooms.

The house was located just outside the city, about four miles from my house. Peter tried it and failed. He's an addict who knows what? So I thought the drugs had taken away his sanity and he was out looking for ghosts or something. He told me that the challenge was too difficult for anyone. That's not normal.

I don't trust him. I told him I would check it out the next night and no matter how hard he tried to convince me, $ 500 sounds too good to be true. I gotta go. I leave the next night.

When I arrived, I immediately saw something strange about the building. Have you ever seen or read something that shouldn't be scary, but for some reason, the cold is crawling your spine? I walked towards the building and the uneasy feeling only strengthened when I opened the front door.

My heart slowed down and I heaved a sigh of relief as I entered. The room looked like a normal hotel lobby decorated for Halloween. A sign was placed in the place of a worker. It reads, “Pour 1 here. Eight more rooms. Until the final place and you win!” I chuckled and walked to the first door.

I was greeted by fog when I opened the door to room two. The room definitely increased its effect with technology. Not only was there a fog machine, but bats hung on the ceiling and flew in a circle. Horrifically. They seem to have a Halloween soundtrack, which people will find in a 99-cent store at the grocery store, somewhere in the room. I don't see the stereo, but I guess they definitely use the PA system. I stepped over some spinning rat toys and walked with a bloated chest to the next area.

I grabbed the doorknob and my heart stopped. I don't want to open that door. The feeling of fear hit me so hard that I could not even think. Logic caught up with me after a frightening moment, and I flicked it up and entered the next room.

Room three was the moment when things started to change.

All seemed like a normal room. There was a chair in the middle of the wood paneled floor. A single lamp in the corner stands illuminate the area but does little to help. The light formed several shadows that crossed the floor and walls. His problem. Shadowy. More than one shadow.

Besides the seats, there are others. I just walked in the door and I was scared. At that moment I knew something was wrong. I didn't even think when I automatically tried to open the door I just passed. The door was locked from the other side.

It makes me have to keep moving forward. Did someone lock the door when I entered the room? Not likely. I should have heard their voices. Is it a mechanical lock that is set automatically? Might as well.

But I was too afraid to think. I went back to the room and the shadow was gone. The shadow of the chair remained, but the others were lost. Slowly I started walking. I used to hallucinate when I was a kid, so I wrote shadows as figments of my imagination. I started to feel better when I got to the middle of the room. I look down. And when I step again, that's when I see it.

SERIATE....