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MidReal Story
In a seemingly ordinary town, an abandoned, ancient house hides a sinister history. A group of young people move into the house, unaware of the dangers within. As they uncover the house's secrets, a series of eerie events unfold.
Scenario:In a seemingly ordinary town, an abandoned, ancient house hides a sinister history. A group of young people move into the house, unaware of the dangers within. As they uncover the house's secrets, a series of eerie events unfold.
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Chapter One
Emma
The house had been abandoned for decades. It was hidden in the middle of a dense forest, far from prying eyes and the road that led into town. People whispered about the curse on the land, the dark magic that had caused so many to disappear without a trace. But none of that mattered to Emma. She felt a strange connection to the old house. It called to her, as though it knew she was coming.
She stood outside, feeling the wind tug at her hair and clothes. The house was just as she’d pictured it—large and imposing, with weathered shutters and peeling paint. It had been built in the 1800s, and although it had once been one of the grandest houses in town, now it was just a dilapidated shell of what it had once been.
But Emma could see the beauty behind the decay. She could see how the house had stood tall and proud in its heyday, how it had sheltered the people who had lived there from the storm that raged outside. She could see it as it had been, all those years ago.
This was going to be her new home. She could feel it. She could feel the house calling to her, welcoming her into its embrace.
She stepped forward, but before she could reach for the doorknob, a hand closed around her wrist.
“Emma, wait.”
She turned to look at him, her heart soaring at the sight of Alex’s worried face. He looked so handsome, with his dark hair and piercing blue eyes. And his grip on her wrist was firm and warm.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to grab you like that.”
“It’s okay.” She smiled up at him, but he didn’t smile back.
“I don’t think we should go inside,” he said.
“I know you want this,” Alex said. “I know you want a place of your own. But there has to be another way.”
“There isn’t,” Emma said. “And you know it.”
Alex sighed. “Why does it have to be this house? There are plenty of other places we could go.”
“There’s something special about this house,” Emma said. “Can’t you feel it?”
Alex hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I can feel something,” he said.
“I knew you’d understand.” Emma reached out and squeezed his hand. “This is where I’m meant to be.”
“Are you sure?” Alex asked.
“Okay.” Alex gave her a weak smile. “If you’re sure about this, then I guess we’ll give it a try. But if anything happens—”
“Nothing is going to happen,” Emma said.
She pulled her hand free from Alex’s grip and turned back to the house. She reached out and turned the doorknob, but when she pushed on the door, it didn’t budge.
“It’s stuck,” she said.
“Let me try.” Alex grabbed the doorknob and pulled on it as hard as he could. The door creaked open, revealing a dark and dusty interior.
Emma stepped inside, and Alex followed close behind her. They stood in the entryway for a moment, their eyes adjusting to the gloom. The air was heavy and still, and it smelled of dust and decay.
“Do you feel that?” Alex asked.
Emma nodded. She’d felt it since she’d first set foot in the house—the sense that they weren’t alone.
“We’re being watched,” she said in a hushed voice.
“By what?” Alex asked.
“I’m not sure. It’s hard to explain.” Emma shivered, but it wasn’t from the cold. The shadows seemed to be alive, moving and swirling around them. She felt like they were reaching out to her, trying to touch her.
She took a step back, but she stumbled and would have fallen if Alex hadn’t caught her. His arms closed around her, and she found herself pressed up against his chest. She could feel his heart beating, steady and strong, against her cheek.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Emma nodded. “I’m fine. It must have been my imagination.”
“You look pale.”
“I’m not used to the darkness,” Emma said. “The light will come back once we open the curtains and let in the sunshine.”
“You’re right,” Alex said. She could feel him nodding, his cheek brushing against her hair.
“Let’s go explore,” Emma said. She pulled away from Alex and headed further into the house. She wasn’t sure where she was going, but she felt pulled forward, as though something was guiding her.
The house was much larger on the inside than it had seemed from the outside. There was a long hallway that ran through the center of the house, with rooms branching off to either side. The rooms were empty, and their floors were covered in a thick layer of dust, but Emma could see their potential. She imagined what it would be like to live in one of the bedrooms, or to sit by the fireplace in the living room on a cold winter night.
“Are you sure about this?”
Alex asked. He sounded worried, but Emma didn’t turn around to look at him.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” she said.
She heard Alex sigh, and then his footsteps as he followed behind her.
“Look at this kitchen!” Sarah’s voice echoed through the house. She came running toward them, her red hair flying behind her. “It’s huge!”
“You can cook us all dinner now,” Alex joked.
“Do you want me to get out your sleeping bag?”