The door creaked open and his footsteps were heard. The light from his head mask silhouetted the m-1p across the walls. The house seemed deserted and all Jack could hear was his own breathing. He focused on his mental abilities hoping to overhear someone in the vicinity but his efforts were in vane.
He decided to check the upstairs first and putting one foot in front of the other ascended up to the 2nd floor. Checking a few rooms with little success he couldn't stop noticing the overturned furniture and messy chaos of it all. He had expected something, but what?
Returning to the first floor he made a more thorough investigation of the floor rooms. He walked towards the kitchen and noticed another portal leading to an underground cellar. The wind was picking up outside and the window shutters acted like wood chimes.
He pulled on the door with a menacing creak as it's accompaniment. He took a deep breath and relaxed his heart rate. Peering down into the abyss his feet went slowly down the steps with his light as their guide. The first thing he noticed was a stench.
No comments:
Post a Comment