(Supposed to be scary. Probably isn't.)
To: Afoster@gmail.com
From: MelanieC@gmail.com
Subject: The Soul House
Hello Adam,
My name is Melanie Chang. I saw you were researching into the house on the edge of town. I've been there, and I made it out alive. I call it the Soul House.
It was right. I shouldn't have messed with them. But my friend Jen really wanted to prove herself, and I couldn't let her down.
A group of girls at our school required you to do something daring to join them. A girl named Alana came with us to prove we'd done it. She had red hair, freckles, and green eyes. She seemed suspicious, but I brushed it off as nothing. It doesn't matter anymore, though. They got what they wanted.
Maybe I should back up...
The day it happened, Jen and I had been approached by Katie Holmes and Greta Jackson. They were a part of a group at school that was incredibly hard to join, and everyone wanted to be a part of it.
Greta and Katie were giving us a chance. They brought us to classroom 312, where their group met. They told us we needed to complete a challenge to join. Jen accepted immediately. I felt pressured, and I accepted, too.
A girl named Alana Sweet was to bring us to the place. An old house on the edge of town. We were supposed to break in and get something. Alana was to make sure we did it.
I've heard the stories of the house. I didn't want to go. It was home to a group of kids, and they lived without parents or any adult supervision. One of them went to the same school I did. Her name was Harley. One day, they all disappeared. But the house never sold, no one ever took it down, and strange things seemed to happen inside.
Most people didn't believe it, but some say the house is haunted. Jen didn't believe it, neither did I.
On our way to the house we were stopped by a boy on the street. He looked to be about 14 years old, but he was definitely not normal. In fact, I don't even think he was human, so I call him It. It had gray skin and dark, unblinking eyes, and whispers seemed to come from It even though It wasn't talking. It knew what we were doing. It told us not to go. It warned us. We didn't listen.
When we arrived at the house, we were surprised to find it open. Alana led us through and we were led into the basement. Alana turned to face us. Her eyes were red. She snapped her fingers and the door closed and locked behind us. When she spoke, it sounded... odd. She told us that we could not run. We were the last two souls they needed before they were complete. Three other girls came out. They addressed Alana as Anna. I remembered the story. The names of the kids living in the house...
Lucy, Gwendolyn, Harley, Bronwyn, Isidora, Lianna, and Anna.
Two other girls appeared. They weren't humans, but merely spirits. I realized that they wanted Jen and I to die so they could be human, too. Alana/Anna told us that Harley had fled when it had begun, leaving them to die so that she would live. The girls wanted revenge, and they were going to use us to get it.
It warned us. It was right. We should have listened to It, we shouldn't have gone.
Jen is dead. I managed to escape by breaking the door down (I was always strong). I reported the girls to the police, but they had no record of Alana existing, much less going to our school. When the house was checked, no one was there. The girls were gone.
I hope I ended their mission for vengeance. I hope they won't be able to lure another victim. I hope It continues to warn girls from going, and perhaps they will be smart enough to listen.
I advise you to stay away from that place. The spirits don't take men/boys, and they only take young girls under the age of 15. That keeps you safe, but the house has been locked up. If you open it again, one of them will come out and take another girl. They will destroy everything. They must be stopped.
I don't know if you will be able to find It, but if you can, tell It that I should've listened. Tell It that I'm sorry.
From,
Melanie Chang
To: MelanieC@gmail.com
From: Afoster@gmail.com
Subject: Thank you
Dear Melanie,
Thank you for the information you gave me. I don't know if I can heed your advice- I will most likely be forced into that house one day.
Until then, I would like you to know I did find this 'It'. He remembers you. His real name is Jason. He wants you to know he's sorry. He says he tried to save you because he knew what would happen.
Jason says the spirits can't get their vengeance on Harley because she's been dead for nearly five years now. If they found out, they would become angry. Restless.
Thank you again,
Adam Foster
