The Haunted House by Stephen

I glanced back briefly before turning my attention back to the dimly lit corridor. I had been stupid enough to take up a dare my friends had challenged me to. All I had to do was walk through the haunted house and they said they’d give me a tenner. It reminded me of the time when I used to love reading books but now I felt like I was in one. I kept walking until I came to a dead end. I was about to turn around when I heard a rumbling noise above my head. At first I just stood there but when a tile landed centimetres away from my head I snapped out of my daze and looked for somewhere to hide.

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