As I approach an old, abandoned and dark house this feeling of death and darkness sent a shiver down my spine. It was hard to see because of all the thick opaque fog, I had never seen more fog in one place at one time. The gargoyles at the gate seemed to be staring right at me as I passed the rusted old gate. The moon was just there, not moving over the house. It was very unwelcoming with all the tombstones, I thought I saw one with my name. I stood at the door with fear, I couldn’t even think of knocking.
Then as I opened the decaying door there was pure darkness inside. Then as I entered the house I saw a figure move inside, I threw a rock that was by the door at it, I didn’t see if I hit the figure because soon after there was a spark and then the house spontaneously combusted.
