The Vanishing House

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==Chapter 1==
I heard of a house.
A house that was rumoured to be cursed.
People called it The Vanishing House.
Because every night, people vanish in that house.
A number of people have claimed to see these disappearances.
These disappearances happen frequently.
I feel like something is happening.
Recently, my brother disappeared one late night.
I feel that something is wrong.
Everyone in my town disappears.
At the same house.
Every single night.
Something must be going on.
I do not find any answers.
I am still searching for the truth.
My family has dissapeared.
I am alone.
I shudder at night.
I am always thinking that I could be the next to disappear.
I was watching TV.
I saw a news flash.
"Breaking news, multiple people have gone missing during the late night, this is still ongoing, over 50 people have disappeared so far, there is a house that people are calling The Vanishing House, and I think this will never end..."
I felt a chill.
I switched my TV off.
I was thinking about the house.
I did not what lurked inside.
I searched online.
But, to no avail.
I went from forum to forum, looking for answers.
I never found any.
I think that something is wrong.
==Chapter 2==
It was a dark night.
More and more people walked into that house.
And they were never seen again.
Something was in there.
I did not know what it was.
But, I continued to research.
I went online, and I looked for information.
But, no luck.
I kept on thinking to myself.
"Is there no hope?"
Something was out there.
I felt destined to find out.
I asked the local neighbors, and interviewed 3 of them.
I will not give out their names, so I will refer to each of them accordingly.
- Person A.
- Person B.
- Person C.
Here is what person Person A said.
"I don't know much information about this house, but, my daughter disappeared yesterday night, and I think she is still in there."
Here is what person Person B had to say.
"Well, I have a few theories, 1, there has been a murder, 2, multiple people are being kidnapped, 3, they are being killed."
Here is what Person C said.
"Yeah, I know a bit about it, I know it's cursed, and I know that people has disappeared."
I had some good ideas in my head.
But, something was in that house.
==Chapter 3==
Someone is behind this.
I can feel it.
Deep within my bones.
I am almost close to solving this case.
I just had to explore.
But, I was too nervous.
I knew that it would be a dangerous journey.
I thought that my life would end.
I think that I am forced to do this.
For the fate of the world.
Under the shining moon.
As it reflects onto the pavement below my feet.
I sweat.
I know I am not ready.
But, I can do this.
I can prove myself.
Was it a dream?
I keep telling myself.
But, I do not think so.
I feel alone.
I walked up to the house.
I opened the door.
==Chapter 4==
It looked dirty.
The pipes were leaking.
The stench was horrible.
I heard something.
It sounded like screaming.
I investigated.
I saw a door.
It led down to a dingy basement.
I saw a puddle of blood beneath me.
The front door slammed shut.
It was locked.
I had to investigate.
For the fate of my town.
To finally prove myself.
And get the respect I deserve.
I started to walk.
Watching my feet.
Making sure I was careful.
I slightly opened the door.
I saw the stairwell, leading to the basement.
I slowly started to walk down the stairs.
Hoping I have not made a huge mistake.
It felt like it went on forever.
I eventually got there.
The door above slammed.
And it to, was locked.
I heard more screams, this time, they were more clear.
They sounded painful.
I slowly opened the door.
I grabbed my flashlight out of my pocket.
I started to walk towards some bodies.
I could not believe it.
It was my own family.
I almost died of shock.
My face turned white.
My hands began to shake.
I saw someone.
It was a man, wearing a black mask.
He was wearing dirty clothes, and he had short hair.
He slowly walked towards me.
"Well, well, well, who do we have here?" He said, in a deep voice.
"My name is not important, I am a paranormal investigater." I said.
"You will soon die, just like the rest of these people." He said, laughing.
"What have you done to my family?" I sobbed.
"They are dead, because I stabbed them." He said, proudly.
"You monster!" I shouted.
"You shall not escape, mortal." He said.
He started to peel off his mask.
Beneath the mask was a horrible sight.
It was two beady eyes, mixed with blood and puss, and a mouth sewn into a smile.
I screamed.
I ran away in fear.
Going out through the window.
I backed away slowly.
I never went in the house again.
==Chapter 5==
Now, I am alone.
Everyone is dead but me.
Who was that person?
Why is he killing all these people?
What is the point?
I may never know.
It might be a dream.
Luck or faith?
A ruse?
No.
It is too soon.
My town is ruined.
It is all because of, that thing.
I cannot sleep.
I cannot do anything.
I could not save them.
It is only a matter of time.
Legends say that the bodies can still be found deep within the house.
I am alone.
Could there be a saving grace?
No.
I saw things.
I wish I could unsee them.
They clog my memory.
No thoughts.
Just the pain.
The house shall vanish.
But, they say it is still there.
Waiting for you.
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