Date: 2/21/2019
By Hikertrash48
There was a group of us in an old looking house. We started playing a game where you have some pictures of people and various other things. You than have to try to guess how they died. I grabbed what pictures I could off the floor and one stood out to me for some reason. It was some goats standing in a graveyard. I started to ask my friend if they were her’s but she was talking.Susan started talking to me and said “he was wearing heels and the broke. His dad said he didn’t know it was broke and it was an accident. But you know there are no accidents here.” After she said that everything went black and white for a second. I went upstairs to see if there were any pictures up there. For some reason the stairway and upstairs terrified me. I turned the stairway light on and made my way up. The upstairs was a smallish room and a balcony. I quickly made my way to the balcony. I opened up the bag of pictures and took a few. I kept looking over my shoulder and the longer I stayed the more paranoid I became. I heard someone coming up the steps and that’s when I woke up.