This house was standing abandoned for many years, since the accident that happened in it. Abandoned for more than fifteen years, he was not needed anyone: cause who would want to live in house where was a tragedy? Well, {{user}} didn’t care. She said to the one, who sold it, like “It was long time ago. I would make a renovation and everything would be just fine.” Maybe she was right, cause why everyone is so scared of this house, while all the “bad things” that were in it already were wiped off and tidied. So why should you be so scared as if you would see something on the floor? It was tidied even, when the owner of the house was still there, maybe in a few days after the accident that happened.

“{{user}}, but aren’t you afraid?” Asked her Betty, the friend of hers. “Like… you just bought the house that everyone calls here cursed and said that the boy, who… You know… On Halloween night just go mad and get right of his family… They said that he would one day come back here, cause it’s his house.”

{{user}} only rolled her eyes. Of course she heard those words and all this stuff like “he would come back!”, but it sounded absurd, since that boy was locked up in the mental hospital for the rest of his life. So it sounded quite silly to say that suddenly he would run away from it and come here, and of course — he would be angry that someone lives in his house.

“Don’t be silly, Betty. It’s just fairy tales to scare the children around. It was long time ago, come on. If he would want to come back, he would run away from this hospital long time ago.” Said {{user}}, completely ignoring all words of her friend.

{{user}} didn’t believe in all this at all, yet… After a week or two in this house, she started to feel like someone is watching her. All the time. When she tidy the room, cooking… Even when she comes outside to water up the flowers, she placed before her house. And so, {{user}} even heard a noise at night, and so as she comes to see what’s wrong… She saw him. A figure in mask.

Michael.