House

Date: 9/14/2023

My parents were looking at new houses and one close to their current house looked promising. They only showed interest in one house and already asked me to go live in it for a night to check it out for them. I told them that I'll pack the bare minimum in a bag and stay for the night. Standing in front of the house, the front door is on the left and there are two double garages next to each other (a little excessive, but who am I to judge). As I was heading into the garage, my eye caught my dad driving around the corner with what seems to be my bed on the back of his pickup. When he stopped I asked him why, because he never actually bought the house and that would just be extra effort if they decide against the purchase. He shrugged it off, dropped the bed and left. There was a short time that passed into the evening and apparently someone was having a street party, because the whole neighborhood was in the area. Naturally I joined in, but partway into the festivities some guy and his girlfriend came snooping about the house. I questioned them about it and they claimed that there was a container filled with blood that belonged to them and that it was stored in the garage. I was skeptical about the story, but after a quick investigation I found the container. I wasn't ready to just hand it over and this aggravated the interaction between me and them. The guy and I got into a scuffle that resulted in me kicking his ass uncontrollably. After some time of ass kicking, I felt someone grab the collar of my shirt. It was a police officer. Him and his female assistant ended up separating the two of us. After some explaining, they took the other guy away and I was left there with everyone staring at me. As they left, I noticed they didn't go very far.. in fact they only went a little down the road and across the street. I followed them as there have been rumors regarding that house and that people disappear once they enter. Naturally I decided to follow them into the house. As I walked to the front door, a strange vibrating sensation pulsed through my body and the lights immediately went on inside. I slowly opened the front door and was welcomed by a beautiful soft white interior. I didn't have a lot of time to admire this as I saw a shadow in the back of the corridor. As I tried to walk, I suddenly flew to the spot where the shadow was. There I saw two doors next to eachbother, one of which was 1/4 of the size of a regular one and placed in the middle of the wall. For obvious reasons I went through the big door. To the right of the entrance was a television room with a lit fireplace. It was a yellow-ish color and fully carpeted. The furniture looked quite vintage. On the left of the entrance there was another door. Opening the door, I discovered a closet. Because this was exactly behind the spot where the small door should lead and there was no small door inside the closet, I was confused. I immediately left the television room and opened the small door. Inside it was a small kitchen (big enough to stand in, but small in terms of kitchen space). As I looked through, I heard a horrifying screech coming from the television room. Without thinking about it I hovered off the ground, turned horizontally and flew into the kitchen. Once inside, I shut the door behind me and admired this tiny room. I noticed three other doors inside this small room, one on each wall. First I opened the one that should lead to the television room. To my surprise it did open to it, but the fireplace was not lit and there was one light shining down from the ceiling. Under it was a woman doing dumbell rows on a wooden chair. She was staring right at me and I could feel a chill shooting down my spine. I immediately shut the door and diverted my attention to the one behind me. This door should have led to the room I initially came through after enetering, but when I opened the tiny door, the room on the other side too large to see the end of. It was dimly lit, had a pool and was steamy from the heat coming off the pool. There wasn't much going on, so I decided to close the door. I decided to open the last door. As I did, There was a woman's face staring angrily back at me. It looked like the woman from the television room, but it kept on changing. She tried to force her way into the kitchen. As I struggled to keep her out, I opened the tiny door to the living room again and the woman was still there and she was still doing rows. I started to panic and immediately woke up.