-11 pm-
After inspection of the house, I came across the breaker. I flipped the switch and watched the lights flicker back on. I sighed in relief and headed back to the living room. Still no sign of my friends. The spirit box kept mumbling static, once in a while I'd hear something but it would only be a greeting. Suddenly I heard it all very clearly. "Out." The ghosts wanted me out, and they were mad. I couldn't leave without my friends though. Thoughts flew through my mind. Maybe they already ran out? Could this all just be a sick prank? My stomach started to twist and I felt as though I was being watched. I quickly turned to look behind me and watched as a vase was slowly pushed off a coffee table. It shattered, and so did my courage. I ran toward the door, but it was locked. I pulled on the knob desperately. "C'MON GUYS LET ME OUT THIS ISN'T-" I got cut off by a sound behind me. A loud breath in my ear sent chills through my whole body. I stuttered, unable to get a word out. Suddenly an invisible force pulled me away from the door and my vision blurred to darkness.Join Qfeast to read the entire story!
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