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I breathe heavily, uncomfortable with the blanket of black that is eagerly trying to suffocate me, envelop me, consume me. I'm panting, unable to control my lungs- unable to control my being

I place with fret and doubt, my body moving on its own؛ my brain shut off and distant, I shiver violently, unable to handle everything around me.

Its dark. Too dark

The disabled house in front of me decorated in debris, doesn't help my predicament. The wreckage screams the cries of the forgotten and unfortunate.

Its likely I'm going to end up there

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Heather and I decided to split - sheep's stuck in a slaughterhoude

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As I stood staring at the dilapiated house; I shivered as though Ice had replaced my spine. Heavy echo of raven cawking could be heard in the house that had been long abandoned- a dark abyss. Weeds along with dandelions poked put of the cracks and bloodied red roses had grown wildly in thick batches by the gate. The moonlight cast a ghoulish glow and the house's walls showed black decay by neglect.

The door begrudgingly creaked open and a musty, dank odour filled my nosed. The intermittent screams and moans pierced the silence. Running up the celestial stairs, a feeling of familiarity suffused itself within my thoughts; I was engulfed by the daunting tendrils of darkness. It was a perfect abode for those who worshipped darkness. My instincts screamed telling me to go back; I was trapped. But aren't all quests that way?

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The crunching of leaves broke the silence as every step gave away our presence.The mist surrounded th atmosphere; A cold gust of wind blew across,causing anxiety to fill my being.Rubble scattered across; glass pieces on the floor;from shattered windows were weapons that could shield me from the unknown. I walked inside the house;slowly and hesitantly,

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All at once, every sign of life around me dissipated,as if death seized control of it. The deafening silence impaled my ears, making me writhe in agony. The distinct crunching of Mike's feet against the rubble that obscured the floor was my only relief; a sign that I wasn't alone. A musty haze encompassed the pallid rooms, provoking my eyes to once again fight for clear vision. Creeping through the derelict abyss, my arms- overcome with an incessant shivering- didn't dare leave my side, in fear of what lurked beyond the darkness.

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We had reached the isolated house. There was no door at the entrance , it was as if somebody or something wanted tonwelcome us with a hug but not in the normal way ;this had given me chills. I had felt that darkness had already immerse the moment we entered , trying to grab our souls , knowing there was a demonic activity somewhere... Therefore Heather had decided it would better if we had splitup; I thought to myself ' Would this be a good idea?' I looked around , I could see cracked windows , holes on the ground , and hand prints on the wall? Swish! A loud bust

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The darkness had engulfed what was before me ; the remains of what seemed to be a living area. The light source had illuminated on the fallen debris which had laid waste everywhere ; it was an absolute pig sty. The dead silence was deafening; all I could hear was my excessive breathing, thundering footsteps and my heart pounding at increasingly rapid pace. As I creeped up the stairs with caution- my legs were trembling with fear and terror.

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Ashraf
Ironically,we ascended the hollow gates.We breathed excessively.The trembling twigs shattered beneath our feet while we trembled in the presence of the deathly silence;planting fear in the cage of agony I call my heart.Anxiety engulfing me as I took a step ever so cautiously into the void,narrow,and dull lair. The narrow corners and the rotten smells were two demons;wrecking nerves into everyone

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As we walked into the deserted damned house, my heartbeat began to increase intensively. death and despondency filled the atmosphere.

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Gradually, and only gradually did we approach the entrance to the historic house; sticks of wood eradicating the windows.All of a sudden with the blink of an eye - Mike had vanished. "Mike where are you?" In fear as it echoed through the corridor. Mike had reassured me that he had went further. As I looked around scavenging for any signs and clues where Josh was. To my left was a gaping abyss which was a burnt, well used and maintained chimney. Above it was a shelf - a shelf caked in dust and moss, but tiny stick made figures, positioned with two on one side, and one torn apart on the other. We walked and walked through the maze of poking sharp nails, and razor splinters. At the end of the corridor was a noose embosed in thick tar paint, with

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Gradually,and only gradually did I approach the entrance to this speculated dwelling;with caution I took hesitant steps towards the living room.The darkness enveloped what was before me;the remains of what seemed a living area.Breathing.The only sign of an existence was breathing.I could sense heather behind me.Her breathing told me she was horrified to death.The dead silence was interrupted all abrupt by josh sound.I yelled back replying to him; as my hands went completely numb.What on earth did we involve yourself into.

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The moon cascaded it's mundane luminance on menacing -dimlylit hall.The acrid odour of a house that has been long abandoned filled my nostrils.The house was an unholy mess.cobwebs laced the ceiling and dirt was crawled up the grubby walls,My vision was slightly  blurred  by  dancing particles of dust.the place was a haven for soot and smut.Icicles hung down the roof like frozen teeth bared by a cold and heartless beast.

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The grim and gloomy house was like an insane asylum. It was hypnotic. As we invade the bleakness house;a scent of forbidding odour filled the room with terror.The only source of light we had was our flashlights; It was the only thing that kept us invulnerable. At least for now. The coal black inadequate hallway lead to a journey, without a promise of return. My whole body was trembling ; paranoid of the imminent danger. Each hidden corners we passed feels like something is patiently waiting to snatch us into the dark. It was like a maze. A maze of unllighted passage. They say paranoia is the worst, but what's worst is not knowing whether you'll make it out alive or not.

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Ashraf Khairi
Ironically,we ascended further along the hollow

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Darkness conquered the night. The wind howled as I stepped into the isolated aging residence. The leaves rustled below my feet, killing the deafening silence. I walked along the dark narrow corridor -my sanity clouded with fear and terror. Satanic symbols and handprints of infants ubiquitously placed all over the walls of the deadly abode. Whispers of souls could be heard; a blanket of fear suffocated me. A feeling of malaise settled in. My feet hesitantly take another step towards the noose at the end of the hallway. Another step and I could taste the acrid monstrosity. Panic enveloped me in its arms and forced me to dance.

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Skeptically, I followed the path Mike had been amending for us; the smell of the rotten and deteriorating house was overwhelming from even the farthest away I could get. The deadly silence bellowed at my ears, was it a call from the unseen? Even through the sound of leaves crunching beneath my feet, I could hear Mike's erratic breathing - it had instantly become my only source of comfort.

The house resembled a  catastrophic maze; cackling at my naivity. Chipped paint and weathered bricks were apparent on the outside; what had kept it from collapsing all these years?

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Cautiously, I stepped on the squeaky staircase;almost breaking into trivial pieces. Peeled walls covered with infant hand prints. Anxious waves began to crawl throughout my spine. Stepped towards a swirly wooden staircase-leading to a weathered noose. Numb, I feel. Here of dust blocking my nostrils from the deathly scent. A claustrophobic chamber of a fire place revolving the wrecked living room. Howls of help gradually increasing in volume as I walked closer to the staircase: lead me to a dark basement. Miserably, I modify my steps hoping to seek change in voices.

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I gradually approach the house - gradually approaching my doom. My anxiety grows , fear engulfs my weak senses ; leaving me numb. Scared and alone I stand feeling isolated from the world. The silence screams louder than my fear. Mike moves behind me ; my comforting shadow that I look for when in need of assurance ,comfort . His like a mother watching her vulnerable weak child.
Cautiously, I stepped on the corroded door step .As we entered the time worn house a long hallway enclosing upon us , choking our spirit . Walls broken down with holes with engraved symbolic signs , made by the unknown ?

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A chestnut double door swung its hinges open- welcoming me to my own purgatory. What lay inside transcended me as I stared into a sinister sea, a black abyss. I succumbed to the mesmerising darkness but was awestruck when a vociferous shrieking cut through my menacing mind. A melody of pain...
Dread coursed my veins as I debated whether to enter the begrimed mansion or to allow the thunder to sweep me away into the night. Through the partially shattered window a daunting visage appeared; it glared at me from above with coal-like eyes. Suddenly, the visage disappeared in a circle of black smoke. I knew at that moment that entering the house was a grave mistake.
I carefully stepped on the timeworn wood, bending under my weight.