text: [Themes: horror]
  
  I walk towards the closet and open the door. After that, my memory was a blur.
  
  "Ken," Caleb screamed. "Are you okay?!"
  
  "I... think so," I said. "I think I saw... a body inside..."
  
  "Lemme see..."
  
  Caleb looked inside the closet and used his iPhone flashlight to see. He immediately screamed in horror and sadness.
  
  "Somebody died here... I think this might be the reason the house is so cheap!"
  
  I heard somebody walk in the foyer.
  
  "Hello," the voice began. "Is anybody here? I am the neighbor across the street!"
  
  "Caleb, let me get this," I said to him. "Hello? This is the new owner of the Victorian."
  
  "Hello, my name is Kelly Crostin. I live across the street. I heard screaming and wanted to know if everything's okay."
  
  "As a matter of fact, no. Everything's not okay. I want to know if someone died here."
  
  "Oh no. The rumors are true."
  
  "Rumors?"
  
  "Yes. An old man, Peter Jenkins, lived in this beautiful house. I heard there was a demon living in this house too, and he obeyed this demon. When he disobeyed him, which I think was a few months ago, he was killed... or so I think. Police arrived at this house with horror and all that icky stuff. I was more shocked than ever because Mr. Jenkins was such a nice person. I suggest you leave this house right now and put it back on the market."
  
  "Thanks for ruining my financial situation. I just bought this house... Now what should I do? My husband and I just moved from our little tiny apartment and now we have to house hunt again?! Not cool..."
  
  > ignore Ms. Crostin
  "Seriously," I began, "I don't believe your crap stories and I think I'm staying here. I spent way too much money and I'm not going to waste my time hearing you out."
  
  "Okay," Kelly began, "Suit yourself. But don't say I didn't warn you!"
  
  Ken walked back to Caleb.
  
  "Caleb, this woman is nuts," I exclaimed. "I think we need to think about what to do with this house, though."
  
  "Call the police," Caleb yelled. "I'm not living in a house with a demon!"
  
  "Darling, don't you mean an exorcist? They wipe clean the house by God."
  
  "Enough with your God this and God that bull! You always put religion into my life. I'm going in the bedroom."
  
  Caleb walks upstairs to the bedroom. Suddenly, I hear an extremely loud scream and a gun firing.
  
  > run to the Bedroom
  I run to the bedroom to see Caleb in a pool of blood.
  
  "Holy..."
  
  I fainted. When I woke up, I noticed the night was coming, so I went back downstairs to call the police. I called the police and begged them to come over before something worse happens. Suddenly, I hear noise from the background.
  
  "You aren't gonna make it out alive!" said the voice. "You will die tonight!"
  
  "Hurry!" I yelled.
  
  I chucked my brand new iPhone at the wall of the staircase.
  
  "You aren't gonna catch me!"
  
  "You definitely will!"
  
  I ran back upstairs and grabbed Caleb.
  
  "Oh shoot! What room do I go into?!"
  
  > Bedroom 2
  In the faint distance, I saw what I couldn't believe.
  
  "Hello, Ken," said the voice. "So glad I could actually see you!"
  
  "No!" I yelled. "You can't be..."
  
  "Oh yes it is... It's Miko! Remember when you ditched me at prom? Remember you ditched me... period?"
  
  "Of course, because of your abusive actions and hatred towards my mom, I dumped you right there. So tell me, what kind of bum kills my mom? Oh yeah... YOU! Did you also kill old man Jenkins and my husband?"
  
  "Shut up, she was annoying... and yes. I did. I'm happy I did. They deserved it!"
  
  "Annoying?! I think I'm gonna be sick. You have such a twisted mind. Something's wrong with you and I think you need to be fixed by a doctor."
  
  "I don't need any kind of doctor. Right now is the time to finish it."
  
  Miko got up and punched me in the face. Of course, I don't want to fight a psychopath, but is there any choice left?
  
  > Run
  I ran as fast as I could. He tried to catch up with me. I wouldn't let myself die in a horror house. As I was running, Caleb awoken and grabbed onto me. Miko kept running until I ran out of the house. I got my keys out of my pocket and jumped into my BMW. As I drove away, I saw the house blow up.
  
  "Holy cow!" Caleb said. "The house blew up!"
  
  "Well," I began, "that was a total waste of money. I seriously need to watch us invest more carefully next time. This is a complete disaster."
  
  As I was driving, I saw Miko again.
  
  "Oh my god, what do I do, Caleb?!"
  
  > floor the Gas Pedal
  "Hold on, Caleb. You're gonna hate me for this."
  
  I floored the gas pedal without any hesitation. The speedometer kept going up from 40 miles an hour. 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75... It continued. I hit Miko and went on my way. I slammed the brakes about seven miles later.
  
  "Ken, I think we're gonna be arrested for this," Caleb said. "I'm scared now..."
  
  "First, honey," I began, "shut up. Ci penso io (which means I'll take care of this in Italian). Second, it's a freakin' demon man or whatever you call a psychopathic ex-boyfriend. Third, our house just blew up because of him. So... yeah..."
  
  > Two Days Later...
  I went back to the house where I saw Miko again.
  
  "Miko?!" I screamed. "What the hell is going on here?!"
  
  "Well, sir," an officer began, "Mr. Miko Nataki is accused of first degree murder of Peter Jenkins, arson for blowing the house up, and burglary because there was about $6 million of items in the house missing or burned. Do you know who hit Mr. Nataki? The only evidence we had was the grill of the vehicle was similar to a BMW X series and the license plate was... yours..."
  
  "Uhm... Can I explain that I was about to be murdered by this madman so I floored the gas pedal."
  
  "Excusable, but still requires for you to testify against Mr. Nataki and explain that you hit him as self defense. Was he holding any weapon?"
  
  "Yes, he was holding for what I believe to be a machete."
  
  "Okay, please place your fingers onto the ink to make an impression."
  
  I placed my fingers onto the paper, feeling embarrassed and ashamed of myself.
  
  > In Court...
  In court, I had to deal with a gruesome two-hour debate on whether I was wrong for hitting Miko. I turned my head at Miko and flicked the middle finger at him, angry with what he did to me. Apparently the house was not meant to be for sale and my real estate agent is also accused of selling me a house illegally, taking $249,900 from me. After the two hour debate, I was not charged for attempted murder. Miko was charged with first-degree murder and sentenced to life in prison. My real estate agent was charged with scandal and sentenced to ten years in prison. This will be the last time I will ever buy a Victorian house. The next house I buy is a brand new manor near the city.