We walk in to the house prepared for the worst. The first room is a dimly lit hall with a door at the end. We all had our flashlights out. I turned mind on. We walked down the hall. No jumpscares. No nothing. I'm surprised. The next six rooms are just as much of a let down. But then Room 7 is where it gets creepy.
This time it's not a hallway. It's a square room that's also dim, but there one difference. A chair. Just a chair. Sitting in the middle of the room. Why this was creepy is that it was dead silent. The only noise was us breathing. We walk around the chair and in to Room 8.
Now in Room 8, instead of the dim white lights there was red light and the chair was still there. We walked past the chair when suddenly we heard laughter. Children's laughter.
Now regular laughter in this situation is scary, but ghost girl laughter is the worst. We start to sprint at the door.
Now in Room 9 the chair was gone. We walk slower shining out flashlights on every dark corner until...drip drip. I feel liquid dripping down on my forehead. I take my hand up to see what it is. Blood. I look up and see to my horror,
A girl with blonde hair and red demonic eyes. She's stuck to the ceiling and is bleeding out her mouth. Next to her I noticed something that scared me even more. The chair. It was disassembled on the ceiling next to her, covered in blood.
I scream and we all sprint to the next room.
I'm still screaming. I sit again the door and Mikey sits next to me. He hugs me, "The chair!" I heave. "It was bloody and taken apart next to her!"
"It's okay. It's okay." He hugs me tighter. His voice comforts me.
In Room 10 there's nothing we see. Until BJ notices the shimmer of the flashlight on the ground. It's red. We're walking in a puddle of blood. We walk faster and it gets deeper. Deeper and deeper until it's up to my knees. Then, there it is. Room 11. "10 down." I say. "Only 90 to go."