The unerving box of mysteries…..

Mysteriously, a glimmering light shone from a frozen,frosted window belonging to ‘the Old Chatue’ down the road.

Curiosity siezed me and before I could react I was already moving at miraculous speed down the road. ‘The Old Chatue’ was said to be haunted and nobody ever dared to venture in.

Inside the building , every step i took echoed loudly, smells of moss and damp wood wafted up my nostrils . The sight of a hundred years of decaying material sent a surge of horror through my veins .

Finally ,after fighting through the horrors, I reached the room.

The glowing had dissappeared….