[Nightmare]

Hooray, story is done. 8D
... I don't know if it seems like a ghost story, though. D:
But I hope it's okay. x u x

___The sun was shining bright on the city. Birds in the background chirped a melody as a figure entered the town unnoticed. Despite the heat being near unbearable, it was easy to tell that it was wearing a large cloak, hiding its appearance completely. The aura about it was evil, spooky, mischievous, as though it was itching to cause some trouble for the town. The only question was who would be the target? Underneath the hood the covered the head, a large grin was seen growing on the figures face, and as it turned around a corner, the entire person disappeared.

___No one nearby had seem to take notice of the person, as they were all still working on being normal.


___A small group of people sat together in a park, talking and having fun. The outfits they had on were all unique. Three females were enjoying the beautiful July air. Lucid and Batty were the two main girls talking, the third by the name of Nightmare mainly just listening. She enjoyed her time watching them have fun. Though she knew them quite well, she was always really quiet. “There’s this really cool abandoned house outside town,” Lucid spoke, “I thought it’d be fun if we went there tonight! All three of us, and we could try and find some cool things there.” Nightmare upon hearing this turned her head back to them.
___“Alright, what time should we meet?” Batty responded to Lucid.
___“Saaaaaay … 8, that way it’s close to being dark out. We’ll meet out the house itself.” Her head turned to the quiet girl sitting close to them. “You going to come Nighty?”
___Night was silent, thinking it over. Something about going into an abandoned house got her uneasy. She had a habit of being over paranoid about things, but this was one thing she thought was good to be paranoid about. An abandoned, run-down house where so many things could go wrong was just something that Nightmare couldn’t let her friends do alone. Sighing softly, she gave her answer, “I suppose I could.” She tried to make it seem like nothing was bothering her. It seemed to work.

___Close to the girls, the hooded figure had appeared, listening in on their conversation. The grin appeared once again. “Those girls,” said the semi-deep voice from the figure, “they’re perfect to mess with.” Fading into the darkness of a tree, he disappeared to begin working on his plot for that night.

___Hours passed, and soon enough it was eight o’clock.

___Lucid was the first one to appear at the house. She wanted to make sure everything was set. Batty came not long after she arrived. The only thing they were waiting on now was Nightmare. Walking down the road to the house, she couldn’t help – with each step she took – feel more and more like something bad was about to happen. No matter how badly she tried to shake the feeling out of her, it got worse and worse. There was no way to get it out of her now when the house came into view, along with the two other girls. Sighing, she knew there was no backing down on this now. Approaching the two, Batty smiled. “Glad you could make it, Nighty.” With that, the three of them headed inside.

___The inside of the house was dark and covered in webs from spiders that had taken over the house. A few bats flew out when the door opened, making Batty happy to see some. The house was pretty big, which meant a lot to explore. The girls went separate ways to look at different things. Nightmare still stood by the door, worried, now knowing something was going to happen. She couldn’t figure out just what, though.

___The same hooded figure lingered in the house, waiting for one of the girls to be seen. As he moved through the house, it could be seen that the figure was more sliding across the ground. There was no sound of footsteps being made as he spotted Nightmare by the door. Another large grin crossed his face as he slowly began to approach her.

___Lucid and Batty were still unaware of anything happening, until a loud yell was heard from downstairs, since both had venture upstairs. The two ran back downstairs, meeting up with each other along the way. “Nighty-!” Batty said, but it was too late. Their quiet friend was no longer there, and the only thing that remained of the girl was a necklace where she stood …