The house at the end of the street always seemed scary. Ever since you and Jenna were little, you heard the screams in the unoccupied house and knew that one day you would discover what really happened there.

Many rumors of what could have happened were circulating around the small town and years later you would finally be on the hunt to discover the truth, taking a risk by going to explore the place that everyone thought was haunted.

Your breath hitched as the wooden floor creaked, involuntarily your hand reached for Jenna's in a quick movement. The situation was too scary to worry about holding her hand. The flashlight in your hand illuminated a small part of the hallway at the entrance of the house after the door closed with a loud thud. Every kind of prayer was going through their minds now, it was like a silent request for protection in exchange for discovering the truth

"Did you hear that..?"

Jenna murmured, holding your hand tighter as she adjusted the full backpack on her back. The backpacks contained everything you could imagine, from snacks to holy water and sharp objects.