Creepy Abandoned House 소설 & 이야기

Liam said, shuddering a little and shoving his hands in his pockets, “this is where Margaret held her bloody rituals.” I gulped as we approached the house. It looked dark and quiet, and my wolf couldn’t scent anyone nearby. But even though it appeared abandoned, it still made me uneasy. We made our way up the front steps to the porch, and to our surprise, the front door was unlocked. “Creepy,” I muttered as I opened the door. The scent of old blood and dust immediately filled my nostrils, but I stepped inside anyway, Liam stepping in right behind me. Indeed, the place did seem abandoned. Cobwebs hung from the ceilings, spiders spun fresh webs between the banisters, and a fine layer of dust c

Behind them, a black SUV was parked in her driveway. "Did you tell them the location of this house?" She mind-linked Romeo. "No. For some reason my mind-link does not work when I'm here." Chucky was also perplexed, the boys didn't mention they were coming to visit today. "Hello... Annabelle? Chucky?" Jughead bellowed, his voice echoing through the walls, causing Annabelle to jump back in surprise. She reluctantly opened the front door and walked outside, Chucky following close behind. "Hey, how come you're living in this old, abandoned shack?" Jughead scrutinised the exterior of the house, inspecting the structure carefully.

Brad growled, pacing the landing between us and the front door, the old wooden floorboards creaking and groaning wherever he stepped. I had no idea where we were, but they’d brought us to an old and abandoned house. It must’ve been in an area where there weren’t a lot of people driving by, since I’d heard cars in the distance only about five times, which also told me that even if we were able to scream for help, no one would come. The place was empty save for the rotten brown leather couch by the window—which Kiera had claimed, playing with her knife as she sat there and stared at me hungrily.

The abandoned house rose from the fog like a forgotten memory, half-collapsed roof, broken windows, and ivy curling up the walls like silent fingers. Inside, the air was heavy with dust and mildew, but it also carried the faint, familiar scent of other vampires—Selene and Darius, I assumed, had been here before. Travis kicked a loose floorboard playfully. “Perfect hideout. Rustic charm. Minimal human interaction.” I rolled my eyes but let the warmth of his proximity calm me. Hunters were out there, waiting, but here, in the quiet decay, there was a moment of reprieve.

"Are you alright? Would you like some fruit? I'll peel it for you." I was certain that I was dead, yet my vision cleared up at that moment. In fact, I even heard a melodic male voice booming right next to me. It was such a shame that the man wasn't directing the question at me at all. My vision sharpened once again. I found myself staring at a simplistic ward belonging to a makeshift hospital located at the base camp of the tallest mountain in the world. Gerard Frost, my husband, happened to be caressing his best friend, Olivia Hallburg's cheek with his fingers. Worry was written all over his face.

I didn't scent any wolf nearby or pack that I need to meet before we could go through the house, the place truly looked abandoned the porch is on the verge of collapsing, and the paint on the walls and the door were peeling off, an old chair that looks like it had seen better days, when we step on the porch it creak under our weight the sound echo around us. Sighs, Rowena put the key in the hole, giving me one last look before turning it and pushing the door open. The old smell hit us as soon as we stepped in, dust lay carefully on the furniture, and the air smelled musty. One of the guys turned on the lights, and we had a better view of the old house. We find boxes on top of boxes, flipping

CHAPTER 112 Camryn's POV The abandoned districts smelled like rust, rot, and the particular stench of anomalies that had been left to fester too long. I crouched behind a collapsed wall, watching a Class D Hollow Child drift through the ruins of what used to be a residential building. The anomaly was small, maybe four feet tall, with translucent skin that showed the vague outline of bones underneath. It moved in jerky, unnatural motions, like a puppet with half its strings cut.

I need you to stay back and hold things down here. She had the 'I don't want to' look all over her face, but finally, she blew a sigh and stepped back. "Be careful," she grumbled. I nodded, then turned to Travis. "Let's go." ... We arrived at Lakeside View, and my gut twisted the moment I saw the setup. The moonlight filtered in through the cracked windows of that abandoned building, casting an eerie glow across the walls. Damp wood and blood scented the air. A sense of foreboding settled over me as I stepped inside.

This abandoned house is extremely spacious, and it appears that I am currently in what might be considered the reception area. Everything is in shambles here. The wooden floors have cracks and holes that I have to be careful not to step into, and the ceilings are crumbling in places as well. I didn't realize there was a second story until I spotted the stairs. In spite of the creepy vibes emanating from all around me, even the sensation of being scared has suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason. Even though I have no idea what is actually going on in this place, I can't help but wander around in an attempt to get a better grasp of what it's all about.

“But today is different so you have to do the job, unless you want the Luna to do it. I left without complaining, to the abandoned part of the packhouse. I didn’t know why or for how long it had been abandoned neither did I know why it was called the duck house, but it wasn’t my business. All I had to do was do my job and get the fuck out. As expected the place was dusty and dirty. Roaches and rodents made it their safe space as they scampered about as soon as I opened the door. Cobwebs covered my face and I fought with them till I gave up all the while I was sneezing uncontrollably.