The Warehouse Amityville Events Novels & Stories

Catherine mumbled, noticing the distress on everyone's faces. No one spoke for a while. Then she met her father's gaze, and he said, “Warehouse 2091 is on fire.” “What? How?” “Well, the warehouse had a power outage yesterday. The electricians did some work on the wires by noon. But this morning, the warehouse is in flames.” For a moment, Catherine said nothing, then her gaze swayed towards Chloe, and she felt her heart miss a beat. “Can you all just say out loud what you guys are already thinking!” Chloe abruptly said, glaring at the faces in the room.

“He couldn’t pick a creepier place?” The warehouse loomed ahead—Warehouse 3, painted in faded white, one door slightly ajar. A single bulb flickered above it, casting light that seemed to make the dark darker. Annabelle’s instincts screamed trap. Samuel Hamilton didn’t give anything away—least of all mercy. She brushed her fingers against the pepper spray hidden in her coat. “Let’s make this quick,” she whispered. She pushed the door open. The metal groaned. Dust hung thick, coating everything like a faded memory.

The first attack happens on a Thursday night. Kieran gets the call at eleven PM. Elara is reading in bed, Ethan asleep down the hall. She hears Kieran's voice change from sleepy to sharp in seconds. "When? How bad? Casualties?" He listens, his expression darkening. "Lock down all other facilities. Double security everywhere. I'll be there in twenty minutes." He hangs up and starts getting dressed. "What happened?" Elara asks. "The warehouse on Fifth Street. Someone torched it. The whole building is gone."

Anna brought out her phone immediately and clicked on the message and showed it to the man. "The culprit sent you this?" He asked and we all nodded. "He sent it to all of our phones" winter added. The man sighed then stared at us "there are two warehouses in this area, I don't know which one your friends are but you need to pray it isn't this". " you mean there are more warehouses aside from this?" Winter screamed out loud and the man nodded, I could feel the tension in the air. ANNABELLA'S POV I don't know what exactly or who exactly I felt but my heartbeat increased, was it possible that they were in the other warehouse?.

"Sneaking in and out of the house as a kid had a few benefits." She eased the door open and peeked inside. "It's clear." I nodded, and Avery held the door as Liam and I slipped past. I was looking for anything that might be out of the ordinary for a warehouse. What I found was pretty odd. There wasn't a floor inside at the level of the door, just a metal catwalk that circled around the perimeter and cut across the warehouse. I walked up to the railing, looking out over the scene before me. The true floor was sunken, concrete slabs two stories below where we all stood. Rows of hydroponic bays filled the warehouse. The special lights, bright and artificial, ran on noisy generators that sat off

She peeked her head out of the room to check whether it was an accident that the door was left unlocked. Five doors to her right and two doors to her left, but the left side led her to a dead end. Jazmine walked out carefully as she kept looking up and around her as if she was searching for cameras, but there was none. She continued to the end of the hallway, which led to another unlocked door. Door after door she went, Jazmine’s jaw dropped when she saw that she had arrived in an enormous warehouse that could fit one football stadium in. It wasn’t the size that surprised her, but it was the number of cages inside the warehouse that surprised her. This was like a huge facility to keep wild w

However, several years ago the district where the warehouse was located experienced a huge fire that destroyed several buildings there and caused several companies to go out of business. The warehouse is indeed at the east end of Westcoast town. The area is almost like a dead city, with minimal public facilities and support for daily life. There are many spooky rumors about the warehouse complex. Mr. Wu’s warehouse has changed guards many times. None of the workers feel at home there. They said that they often heard footsteps around them, but when they arrived, they were never there, not even a sign of someone passing by never appeared. Many times the guards tried not to check the sound of f

The events inside the Silver Moon Pack’s manor were never made public, but terrifying stories spread everywhere. Some said they heard Amy’s sharp, terrified wails lasting throughout the entire night. Others claimed they saw Arthur’s Beta dragging a blood-stained sack out of the pack in the dead of night. Three days later, the corpse of Amy’s brother was discovered in the black market where rogue wolves traded, alongside several pieces of jewelry that had not yet been turned into cash.

Delilah and her family. The three of them stood outside the compound gates like ghosts, pounding against the alloy doors, screaming, begging. Tamsin could see the same feed from the control room upstairs. She saw Delilah’s mother, Mrs. Helena Carrington, drop to her knees in the snow while bowing over and over toward the warehouse. We were downstairs, checking equipment. Then suddenly, every emergency light in the warehouse snapped on. A blaring alarm tore through the entire facility. I spun around.

He closed his eyes. Vivian's face flashed behind them. Her laugh. Her fury. The way she looked at him sometimes like he was the only thing holding her together. But she was also the reason he was here. The reason he'd lost his job, his apartment, his future. She had pulled him into this darkness, and now she was drowning, and she was taking him with her. "The warehouse is on Varick Street," he said. "Abandoned textile building, three blocks south of the canal. She's in the main floor, tied to a support beam. There's a loading bay in the back."