Eric and Carl were just unpacking starting a fresh new start in a house on Starter Street. What they didn't know is this house had several deaths in it, including a girl who was 10, her body? Never found. Their neighbors and people who passed the house were giving strange glances seeming as if it was weird for this house to be inhabited and to be inhabited by a young homosexual couple. Strange stuff started happening almost immediately, on the base floor they heard a creaking noise Carl was very interested in paranormal activity, he would watch, and read documents based on anything paranormal, Eric, on the other hand, hated anything creepy, the noise startled him causing him to drop a box filled with pictures. "Shit!" he slipped on one of the pictures causing him to fall. Carl walked over to him laughing and picking up the pictures he'd dropped only a few seconds ago.
One of the pictures were of them in college. "Ain't this cute," Carl said as he stared at it, Eric was on the ground grabbing everything he could. "Sorry, for dropping them." Eric swiftly picked up all the photos, noticing one was missing. He looked up at his husband Carl who was holding a photo, he held his hand out waiting for Carl to place it in his palm.
As Carl did he grabbed it putting it in the stack of photos he already had. He put the old photos back in the box and set the box by the door. "We can unpack the rest tomorrow I'm very sleepy," Eric said as he sat by the entrance of their new home and lie his head back on the wall. Carl got on top of him cuddling into his shirt as they sat there.
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Ghosty Gays
HorrorTwo married men move into a house together, what they don't know is what is coming.
