User talk:Underworld20

Part 1

Our names are Zachary Fuller and Sam Herman. We go to Lincoln High School in South Dakota the exact town is classified. I’m not sure if your state runs your school different or not but we have 7 50 minute periods excluding Ad room and lunch. One of my favorite classes is, believe it or not English Two. Not because of anything to do with the subject but because of the the teacher and my classmates.

But there is one day that was very strange it was a typical Tuesday morning of October 21 2014 at 11:30 AM when my teacher Mrs. Simon walked in. The first thing you notice is that she was pale, it was clear something was wrong. When me and Sam asked what was wrong she said nothing but….her voice was shaky.

We continued with class until 15 minutes before class ended she said something very strange “They’re coming,” she said with fear clearly in her voice, “Don't let them in whatever you do don't acknowledge the knocking at your door,” she stopped and sat down fear evident on her face.

Everyone was looking at her in surprise then the bell rang and they all walked out as if...nothing happened it seemed like Sam and I were the only ones concerned. I decided after school to go make sure she was alright. I invited Sam but he had stuff he needed to do. I walked into Mrs. Simon's room she was still pale but not as much as earlier as if she was feeling better and…..she looked at me in confusion so i told her about what she had said earlier but…. her expression was blank.

She had no idea what i was talking about. It was at this moment that i knew something was terribly wrong. With nothing more to say i said goodbye and left. Little did i know that would be the last time i would see Mrs. Simon because she was reported missing the next day.

Her door was left wide open, no sign of a break in. I almost dismissed this though when….I remember Mrs. Simon said “don't let them in, whatever you do don't acknowledge the knocking at your door,” So i made a decision.

In English class I asked Sam if he was up for adventure like a typical person would ask. He asked where and when I told him Mrs. Simon's house he was reluctant, but said yes after a couple of moments of me staring holes into his head. We decided to go Halloween night but if you thought it was just going to be me and Sam well you're in for a surprise.

Later in the day after me and Sam had planned to go to our lost English teachers house i was in Wood Tech I when my friend Rhian, who is also part of my English II class, and my girlfriend Katie wanted to tag along of course being friends of mine i said yes.

Finally after waiting for what felt like a month, it was Friday. The bell to let us out has rung me Katie and Rhian headed to meet Sam at his car it took us awhile to get out of the parking lot but eventually we did. We didn't have to go very far to get there and once we did I picked the lock to get inside. When we were in we shut the door behind us and locked it. We split up into two groups, Sam and I are the first group with Rhian and Katie as the second. We took the upstairs. You have the bathroom right in front of you along with 4 other rooms and an attic.

We check the furthest room to our left and moved our way up from there. The first room was a small guest bedroom, Nothing in there. The second room with the master bed was obviously Mrs. Simon's. The third was another guest bedroom and the fourth was storage. Nothing interesting in the rooms so we moved on to the attic.

Probably one of the most bizarre rooms of the house. Firstly the door was nailed shut, now being curious teenagers Sam and I found a hammer and removed the nails. This was the dumbest thing i have ever done in my life. So after struggling to get the nails off, We opened the door and walked up. Instantly my horror instincts said we did a really stupid thing, but i pushed them away and kept going.

The room was filled with ancient artifacts from history. Cursed in fact. There were thousands of documents on all of these artifacts. I told Sam that we should get back to the others and not touch anything. So that's what we did. We got downstairs and called for them. They were in the basement though and couldn't hear us.

We went down to get them but when we got down there…. there were more artifacts and Rhian and Katie were touching them. I quickly told them to drop everything now and that these artifacts are not to be touched inappropriately.

Then i heard a crash and when we went upstairs there were artifacts everywhere on the stairs. We backed into the living room. Suddenly, the TV flicked on. “This is no time for TV guys,” I said but when i looked at them they were looking at the TV in fear. When i looked at the TV there was grass and what looked to be a gravestone.

A black hand emerged from the ground it began to crawl out, What emerged was a black, red eyed demon with no ears. It was crawling toward us, veins bulging out the screen. After a couple of seconds, the screen turned to black. Instantly everyone began to freak out but I surprisingly wasn't scared.

The next thing that happened I couldn't quite comprehend. I was there, but i don't know what fully happened. The memory is very vague but I will try to recount this very bizarre event. So where was I?

Oh yes 15 minutes after the TV went black there was a knocking at the front door. Instinctively Sam went to answer but I stopped him just in time. His hand was on the doorknob. very close call I told Sam to remember what Mrs. Simon said about not answering the door for them. Whoever they were, the knocking went on for what felt like hours. Then it suddenly stopped.

5 minutes later it started up again. Katie, annoyed by all the knocking, went and answered before I could stop her. Just then the same black ugly thing from the TV grabbed Katie and began to pull her. Rhian instinctively grabbed her and tried to pull her back but the demon was stronger and easily pulled them both with it. They were never seen again.

The demon came in seconds later and looked at us, those red eyes sent chills down my spine. With no other option but scream and run, Sam and I ran out towards the back door. But when we got outside, we were surrounded by tall steel fences.

It reminded me me of a prison and….maybe it was a prison. My suspicions were confirmed when I looked around to see the same gravestone that the demon had crawled from. The prison like structure I still have no clue of why it was there at the time. The fences were not chain linked and were too high to climb. Now, I've done research on this demon after the incident and everyone who has ever wrote on this….thing has come to the same conclusion: it just crawls out of the ground in this prison at night and attacks whoever is in the house. people even say they think he built it.

The only thing i could think of at this point is ‘We’re trapped’ but the strange thing is the thing didn't chase us out here. It stood there looking at us from the kitchen window and then….it vanished like thin air. It was then that I realized the sun was coming up. It only comes out at night.

We walked away from the house easily but Rhian and Katie were never seen again, just like Mrs. Simon. “No evidence of where they went was found” as people would say, but only Sam and I, like i said, did research afterwards and didn't find much.

Our names are Zachary Fuller and Sam Herman and we are telling you this story to warn you about the house of our former English teacher, Mrs. Simon. Whatever you do don't answer your door if you hear knocking at night because you never know what might be lurking outside. I'm not only telling this story to warn you but to also honor the memory of the three that were lost. This was the scariest moment of my life and I'm still traumatized by the memory.

For those who doubt this really happened, did it? Who am i kidding even I’m doubting myself right now. The memory is very vague so its really hard to recall these events. What if we imagined the whole thing. No, No that can't be right. I know what I saw on that night and it was real, it had to have been. This is Sam and I saying goodnight and maybe we will be back….someday.

Part 2

We're back and we are going to talk about selling the house of 7th street. Now I know I said that information would be classified but I think its safe to tell you the address so you know what house it is. The current owner….Mrs Simon.

Its been a month since we have last seen Mrs. Simon, Rhian Larson and Kaitlin Whittier. The police have finally given up the search for them and they were presumed dead. They have recently moved all of Mrs. Simon's stuff out of house number 1706 and have been attempting to sell it, but who wants to buy a haunted house?

They were going to tear it down when someone bought the house at the last second. The name….when they ask the gentleman he just laughed and walked into the house. Moving trucks came the next day, but the weirdest thing is that he never comes out of his house. People have gone to check on him but they always get no reply. They know someone is in there, they can hear noises from within the house.

Now being curious teenagers, Sam and I decided to go back in the house we vowed to stay out of. Call us crazy but we planned to go in two days on November 7th. Two days passed and we were ready. We picked the lock when we got there and got inside and were shocked by what we saw.

All the stuff in the house of 1706 was that of….Mrs. Simon's We were slow to recover. How the hell is this possible? We had clearly seen her stuff taken out of the house and there it all was sitting right in front of us. There is no way the owner could have owned all of her stuff….until i heard laughing. It was the laughing of Rhian and Katie. I realize now that us coming in here was a big mistake. The house is haunted by the three that went missing.

The man who bought the house wasn't a man but the demon acting as a man. That's when I heard the knocking. It was the knocking that started this nightmare in the first place. Then Rhian and Katie came up the stairs and when they turned towards us they just stared as if waiting for us to answer. They began towards us.

We did the only thing we could, run up the stairs. We had to survive the night... but that’s going to suck considering the fact that there is nowhere to hide. How can you survive when death is staring you in the face? We knew we had to survive the night. We looked at our phones only to discover that they weren't working, as if the battery had been drained.

We heard them coming up the stairs so we went to the farthest room. When I examined this room in October I didn't really examine it for anything that didn't look like it had any involvement in the disappearance of Mrs. Simon. This time, though, I noticed a screen door leading to the back yard. Without thinking I grabbed Sam’s wrist and we jumped down into the yard.

Then I saw the gravestone and realized how stupid I had been. Slowly that black demon began to emerge, but then I saw the gasoline. I knew what I had to do. I had a lighter in my pocket, it was something I brought along randomly. I bolted for the gasoline, but suddenly Rhian and Katie just appeared right in front of me and sent me flying back.

I quickly got to my feet and backed away when I realized Sam had red eyes. He has been dead all along….he was the one who bought the house on 7th street. I knew I had to get the gasoline if I wanted to live. I saw the porch to my right and I ran to it, climbed on a hot tub (at least I think it was a hot tub) and with my last chance, I jumped.

Ii made it over the head of the black demon. Without thinking, I grabbed the gasoline and bolted for the grave of the demon. I began to pour the gas. When I turned they were all looking at me. Then they all….they all….they all said please don't do it! Don't kill us. Do you know what that's like? Hearing all your friends begging to live, in tears at this point, like i am now. I said “I'm sorry, lit the lighter, dropped it and jumped away from the fire.

I heard the most horrid demonic scream ever and when it was finally over I did the only thing I could. I got up and ran through and out of the house. There is one thing that I question though. Where was Mrs. Simon in all of this? She wasn't apart of the group of ghosts. Did she escape her demise? That's the part i just can't comprehend it like she just….vanished

I probably will never recover from this experience. This took away my sanity and my friends. Even though I know the curse is lifted….i will never go back to the house of 1706 on 7th Street. Sam was never telling the story he was just a figment of my imagination. I'm going to go get something to eat and go to bed. I don't know if I'll be back or not. For now….goodnight