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"This is as far as I can go" a husky voice says as he looks in the rearview mirrow. Observing the passanger in the back seat of the taxi. "Why?" The passangers soft voice asks out of curiosity. "Ma'am-" "Francine, please" Francine intterupts. "Francine" the taxi driver says with a deep sigh, "That is the dead mans home , it's cursed and those who come near it are bound to die, that's what happened to everybody who was stupid enough to go anyways" he said fixing his dirt stained clothes. Francnie doesn't say anything and simply steps out the car with her luggage. The taxi drives off and Francine walks , repeatadily looking at the sheet of paper in her hand. After mintues of walking she arrives in front of a grim looking house, ovbiously unkept and dirty. She perpares herself by taking in a deep brath and walks towards the entrance, as she is about to turn the doorknob , something falls onto her head. It slides off her head and falls onto the ground.
She glances at what suddenly landed and see's that it is a crow , she takes a closer look and see's that it is dead. Disturbed by what happended she twists the doorknob anyways. As the door turns she's suddenly greeted with an errie and ominuous feeling. Shaking it off , she proceedes into the house. The inside was rather dusty and unkept ,not surprised ,Francine sets her luggage down. She walks around the house and one of the floorboards is fragmented , she plummets due to not noticing and her leg is stuck. She struggled to free her leg but all her tries were in vain, she uses more force and frees her leg , obtaining scars. Blood drips down her leg as a bruning sensation arises, she hisses due to the pain but pushes it to the side and continues. She heads upstais , after checking out the rooms she notcies a rope , looking to where the rope leads it is connected to a small door on the roof. She tugs on it and her vision is covered by the sudden dust which was piled up for years.
She sways her hand to get rid of the dust around her, she sees that the rope causes stairs to open and lead up in the attic , she climbs the stairs , creaks after creaks. She gets to the attic and sees a small toy horse and a big window. The attic looked like it hadn't been used in years. She walks towards the window , and places her hand , looking at the view of Horrorville. She hears creaks behind her , nervous she slowly turns around, She see's nothing. "The rumors must be getting to me" she says to herself , attempting to calm herself down , She walks towards the staircase but it wasn't there. Panicking that she is now stuck in the attic she hears laughter. But there is nobody else in the room. Suddenly blood drips from the roof. *Drip.Drip...Splat* a drop falls onto francine and her eyes widen. Suddenly decapitaed bodies emerge, covering the floor. Francine backs up and her back touhces the wall , suddenly she feels choked , as if somebody placed hands around her neck with the intention to kill her. But yet , Nobody is there. Only dead bodies and blood. Was this what they were talking about? Dead mans home? Wasn't it just to scare me?
"You shuld've never came" a high voice whispers , Francine looks around but it's as if the voice is coming from everywhere, she starts getting dizzy as her head spins , vision blurring she feels as if her body is slowly and excruciatingly being cut. "Your gonna die and join the rest" suddenly a pale women with black straight hair appears in front of her, eyes which resemble that of a ametheyst crystal. She smiles as ther is blood stained on her teared dress and face , only thing adding color on her. Francine loses conscionous and soons dies , forever trapped in the dark abyss. Due to her Ignorance.
Guess she wasn't different after all.
The End.