It was Halloween night, so and a few of my friend thought it would be a good idea to head down to this new haunted house downtown. We joked around about going to knock-out the first ghouls that jumped us. We all got into my little red hatch-back car, me behind the wheel, and headed into town.
As I pulled up to the house the parking lot seemed empty, turning off the ignition I noticed the clock read 12:30. We had spent too much time at the house and decided not to waste anymore. Upon exiting the car we made way toward the large brick building, this thing was huge. Not like a normal fun house you'd see on this day, but I mean it was like a warehouse. a big, creepy, abandoned ware-house.
Walking up to the ticket counter I bought my ticket, my friends following the same order. The man working the ticket counter told us of how the house will be open till 3:00 and we could stay in there as long as we could stand it. A few chuckles came from my crowd as we headed tot he main doors.
I wasn't surprised to walk into a pitch black room, waiting for a dim light or strobe to strike. Standing there for a few minutes, nothing happened. We were all silent, just waiting and I heard the group of my friends run off to leave me. The sounds of their cuddling feet thudded across the hard-wood floor. Those bastards had left me standing in the dark, not knowing which way they went. I heard a few stumbles and falls followed by a scream. The fun had started without me.
I made my way through the dark, waving my arms around my own personal bubble. I couldn't see anything, and about that time, my fingertips brushed what felt like a door knob. Grasping it in my right hand I turned it and opened the door, thankful to see a strobe going, at least there was a small source of light in this room.