As Charlotte crept into the room, she got the shivers just standing in the doorway, she heard footsteps under her- the steps sounded like gun shots. She tried to find somewhere to run but there was nothing to help her. Darkness came running, shadows came charging; the door opened… A black figure cam rushing, it had no face just floating  air. It was looking for something it’s pray. Charlotte stopped breathing, stopped moving stopped thinking.

After about 15 minutes later, when the ghost-with no face- decided to stop searching and went back out the door slamming it after him.

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