The hallways were very dark, with a lot of doll babies hanging all around. It was such a strange sight to behold because everything I had come across was stained with blood Only one of the dolls was not stained.

As I made my way deeper into the mansion the sound of dripping water could also be heard from afar, as I followed our gang leader whose name is Scorpion. A splash was heard as we all paused at the same time. Darkness loomed around us as we walked past the hallways of the abandoned castle. It was rumored that anyone who enters there doesn't come out alive from there.

I knew going on this mission was a bad idea, so I bent my head down to recite the lord's prayer. One of the gang members said he knows who the mystery man is apart from the fact that they are not from the same colony. I told them going into this house was not a good idea. Whoever had lived here had lots of enemies, and that was what brought about their destruction.

Why should we go and clean up their mess? I whispered, clearly and frustrated.

"So what of the innocent neighbors who want to find out what is going on? They killed their children, for crying out so loud!" Another member of the gang whispered reprimanding.

It was their fault for not minding their business Tops replied angrily who goes into a house that is haunted by God knows what. At least one of the children had a phone and would it have hurt if they had called the police when they realized that they were in danger?

The other members of the gang remained silent knowing that what Tops said was the truth.

As we continued our journey through the dark hallways of the haunted mansion, our hearts raced with fear and anticipation. The sound of dripping water echoed in the eerie silence, adding to the unsettling atmosphere. Each step we took felt heavy as if the weight of the unknown was pressing down on us.

The darkness seemed to grow thicker around us, making it difficult to see beyond a few feet ahead. The legends of this place echoed in our minds, warning us of the dangers that awaited anyone who dared to enter.

I couldn't help but question our decision to embark on this mission. The mansion's history was shrouded in mystery and tragedy. Whoever had once lived here had attracted enemies, resulting in their demise. It felt like we were walking into a nightmare, tasked with cleaning up a mess that was not of our making.

Whispering my doubts to the group, I expressed my concern about the risks involved. But one of the gang members reminded us of the innocent neighbors who had lost their children in this haunted place. Their lives had been tragically taken, and it was our duty to bring justice and closure to their grieving families.

Amidst the tension and frustration, we debated the responsibility of those who had entered the house without realizing the danger. While some blamed them for their carelessness, others argued that it was our duty to protect and help those in need, regardless of their mistakes.

In the end, we knew that we couldn't turn a blind eye to the suffering and loss that had occurred. We needed to find answers, bring peace to the spirits that haunted this place, and ensure the safety of anyone who might stumble upon this dark secret in the future.

With determination in our hearts, we pressed on, ready to face whatever awaited us in the depths of the haunted mansion. Little did we know, this journey would test our courage, unity, and beliefs in ways we could never have imagined.

As we ventured further into the haunted mansion, our hearts were pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. The creepy atmosphere intensified with each creaking floorboard and a flickering candle. We couldn't help but wonder what mysteries and secrets lay hidden within these walls.

Suddenly, we heard a chilling moan echoing through the hallways, sending shivers down our spines. We huddled closer together, seeking comfort and reassurance in each other's presence. The darkness seemed to envelop us, making it difficult to see what lay ahead.

Despite our nerves, we pressed on, determined to uncover the truth behind the haunted mansion. We knew that there were stories of tragedy and loss associated with this place, and we felt a responsibility to bring closure and peace to those who had suffered.

As we explored further, we stumbled upon old photographs and letters, giving us glimpses into the lives of the people who once inhabited this eerie abode. It became clear that they had faced their trials and tribulations, leaving behind a legacy of pain and unanswered questions.

With each discovery, our curiosity grew stronger, driving us to push forward. We knew that there were risks involved, but we couldn't ignore the opportunity to shed light on the dark history of the mansion and perhaps even help the spirits find peace.

As we continued our investigation, we encountered strange occurrences and unexplained phenomena. Shadows seemed to dance in the corners of our vision, and whispers echoed through the halls. It was as if the spirits of the past were trying to communicate with us, urging us to uncover the truth.

We faced many challenges along the way, but our determination never wavered. We supported and encouraged each other, drawing strength from our unity. Together, we were determined to bring resolution to the haunted mansion and bring peace to those who had been affected by its dark past.

Little did we know that our journey would lead us to uncover secrets that would change everything we thought we knew. The haunted mansion held more than just ghostly apparitions; it held the key to a long-forgotten story that would leave us questioning our own beliefs and perceptions.

With each step we took, we moved closer to the truth, ready to face whatever awaited us in the depths of the haunted mansion. We knew that this adventure would test our courage and resilience, but we were prepared to confront the unknown and uncover the mysteries that lay within.

Suddenly, a splash broke the silence, causing us all to freeze in our tracks. 

"Shhh!" Scorpion reprimanded eyeing angrily. We immediately got a hold of our guns ready to fight anything that comes out knowing full well that today might be our last day here on earth. As we all patrolled slowly into the castle we saw more dolls that were clothed with blood. Whoever did this/has an affinity for mirrors. There was a lot of destruction but the mirrors that were present were left intact. All of a sudden, the house shook as we all stilled and poised for attack. But we didn't see anything whatever attacked us was not human we started shooting randomly hoping to hit whatever it was that had come to attack us. I tried looking around the room as I examine what the monster was all of a sudden....

About Anna

Yes, my name is Anna smith born into a broken home I am the only child of Mr. and Mrs. Smith my parent are separated, my father ran away with another woman and my mom couldn't withstand the shame she remarried. I never had the love of a parent. The people I refer to as my gang members are my friends. One

 faithful morning we decided to embark on a journey of no return.