Markus was outside the Jetson House. He saw the clown holding the hatchet. But it wasn't moving; it was laughing. He grabbed the weapon in his right hand, and headed back inside. Markus flicked on the light. He had had a sense of doom on his face before. But it was an unnatural doom feeling. "Yo! Anyone home?", he asked. Noone answered him. The house was silent. Several lamps illumed the front entrance.
"Hey, Cletus! Fritz! You two there!", he yelled. The silence was deafening. Really deafening. He walked further onwards down the creepy hallway. His friends didn't speak. They were silent. "YO! LIKE, STOP THIS SHIT, YO! LIKE, THIS IS GOTTA STOP! NOW, I'M GONNA BUST YOUR ASSES IF YOU DON-", Markus yelled. Then, to the right-side of hallway, he saw a crawlspace. To his shock, it was ajar. Markus peered inside. He saw cobwebs that were on the rafters. And, on the rafters were two ghost sisters. They held bloody hatchets in their hands. And then they brought the weapons high up in the sky...And brought it down...And down...And down...And down...And down...
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Sorority Camp Part 11 A novel by Robert Helliger
HorrorWhen Beander, the dork fraternity boy from Zeta Zeta Zeta camp, is forced into "The Dark Room" by Delta Delta Delta sorority sisters because he saw their secret initiation ritual, he uncovers a dark secret...that threatens everyone's lives. The bloo...
