Crimson and Furs

Chapter Fifty Nine: Midnight Horror

The whole place was becoming darker and creepier, several shrills resounding through the woods. It seemed countless pairs of eyes were watching the quartet from the shadows, waiting for the perfect chance to attack them. The bloody fog which had originally being in the haunted house seeped out, spreading slowly into the woods.

Seeing this, the quartet had worried expressions as they stared at the building. It had been minutes now but Daniel had not yet come out. It only meant one thing, he was dead.

"C'mon!" Samson couldn't wait any longer. He had just escaped from the strange mirror and the eerie reflection, he wasn't prepared to go through another bout of scary escapade. He had to escape now there was a slim chance or he wasn't going to escape. He had been lucky and he wouldn't take that for granted.

As if the others wouldn't listen to him, he added, "There's a garage at the other side..."

"I know," Orpheus interrupted him, sizing him up with disgust. Why are you acting like the her