Deadmen Diaries:Dreamcatcher

First off want to say, this is my first try ever at writing a novel, I still have to go over it and fix grammer and spelling error's that occur, but hope you enjoy it so far...it'll get gruesome after awhile to, just so you know.

Deadmen Diaries:Dreamcatcher
Written by: Brian Typhair

    The wind howls in the night, the shutters of the old house smash against the broken beaten siding, the sound echo's through out the house. All the halls are darkened only the light from the moon, creeps through the cracks of the boarded up windows, The sound of the wind send chills through the body,the hair on the back of my neck rises. I see a old wooden staircase in front of me,the railings old... paint is peeling from the wood. I wonder to my self what lies at the top of these stairs, I slowly make my way up the old steps, each step making a cracking sound worse then the last, I think to my self “why am I making my way up here, why do I care what lies upstairs of this old abandon house, why am I here”all these questions are playing tricks on my mine. All I know is that I have to do this. I finally make my way to the top of the stairs, even less light makes if through the upstairs windows, The wind is still howling, the sound is starting to pick up, giving my gut a even worse feeling about whats going to happen. I stand at the top of the stairs, staring right at what looks like a door, suddenly it slowly creaks open as the wind howls, shaking the walls of this old house. I put my hand on the wall beside the stair way to help guide my self down the hall way. The feeling of dust starts too build up on my fingers, I walk slowly down the darken hall way. Not a single picture left on the old wall of the previous family, house must have been abandoned for ages, As I make my way closer to the door it creaks open, I hear a cracking sound that echoes down the hallway towards me, I think to my self “Must just be the walls of the old house trying to settle as the wind pounds against it”My heart is slowly started to beat faster. I try to calm myself but nothing works, I stare at the door as the cracking sound grows louder,sound starts to  feel more eerie, chills creep down my spine.

The door swings open more, rats come scrambling out of the old darkened room, I try to move out of the way but theres too man, I freeze in spot. To nervous to movie,  I want to scream as they run over my feet an through my legs, but I try and stay calm. There not after me,it's like they are running away, as if  they are scared of something, but what could they be running from and why are there so many, they must have been feeding on something, what could it be, my hands are shaking, I take a couple deep breathes to calm my nerves. So many thoughts are rushing through my head, I wait till my hands settle...the palms of my hands grow sweaty, a god awful aroma starts too slowly seep into the hallway,could that be the stench of the rats in this old house or could it be something worse,My gut tells me to turn and run down the same stairs the rats did, but I can't I made it this far I have to find out what lies behind this door, I take another deep breath and slowly walk towards the door way, I take another deep breath trying to ready myself for what may lie behind the old door. I close my eyes an press my palm against the door, it slowly creeps open more, My eyes still shut afraid to look.

Then it hits me, the smell over powers my sense of smell, it creeps into my nose an mouth an rams it way down my throat an into my lugs, a toxic smell like no other. The smell of rotting decaying flesh, it makes me want too gag right then and there. I open my eyes to the shock of what I was not expecting. I try to prevent my self from throwing up but the smell grows stronger, my heart starts pounding in my throat like it's trying to rip itself out of my body, or maybe it's the feeling of the puke making it's way up my throat, only time will tell I guess, I look around the dark room as, the light creeps in through the windows. I see a gruesome site I was not expecting something I was hoping I would never lay my eyes on, bodies laying on the floor, spots of flesh ripped right off the bone, I can't make out who they are, are they the members of the family who once lived here, or is it something worse. I  look around an notice one body in the middle of the room, it's a body of a young child hanging from a makeshift hangman nose was this a suicide attempt, or did someone else do this to the person, It can't be a suicide attempt how could a child do something like this, it must have been someone else, the insides of the child hang to the floor, She looks like someone tried to gut her at a slaughter house, I try to hold back the tears but nothing can stop them from making there way slowly down my cheeks, the smell the gruesome scene it's all to much for me to take, as I walk deeper in the room the stench grows even stronger, I pull my black shirt collar over my mouth to try an keep some of the smell out of my mouth, It works for a couple seconds it seems. It finally becomes to much I turn to try an make my way out of the room, an then it happens, The door I came in slams shut, But how could it happen, did the wind do it, theres no one else here but me well thats living that is...
    I walk over to the door an grab the knob, I try to turn it, but nothing, seems to be locked but how it can't be, it must just be stuck stupid old doors do that sometimes right? I ask myself. Then from behind me I hear a thud, I think to myself “what the hell? What now...must have just been the wind or maybe another giant rat or something...yeah that must have been it” I tell myself whatever I can to help calm my nerves I pull on the door more an try an escape but no such luck tonight. I turn around an to my shock something unnatural occurs, the child is no longer hanging from the old beams of the ceiling, she is standing 10 feet from me staring at my feet not making eye contact with me. The her head slowly makes it way up an is looking me right in the eyes, Those eyes of her, they glow a bright green, a evil green like no other I have ever seen in my life time. Her eyes pierce through the darkness, Then she slowly raises her arm an points to me as the flesh slowly falls from her small decaying arm. The flesh is rotting off her arm but how can she be standing. Then she starts to speak, the sound of her voice is harsh an, it starts to crack as it echoes through the room. She says “ you did this to me, you said you were going to keep me safe from the monsters, you said you would always protect me, why did you lie to me, why did you lie....tell me...WHY!!!” Her voice grows louder, her voice is more eerie and evil, I'm speechless I can't say anything other then mumble my words as she stares at me with those green sunken eyes, they are tearing my heart apart, my heart starts to beat faster, it's pounding in my chest, is this a heart attack in the making, is that going to be the thing to save me from this awful place.