Nightmare House Part II

Linda pulled into the drive way in her truck. She was sure she finally had gotten every last thing and was ready to move into the new house. Her daughter bounced out of the truck and ran towards the house. Linda thought, not for the first time, that the house was too big for the three of them, but Steve was too much in love with it for her to change his mind. Steve, she had told him not to spend the night in the house alone, but he had insisted. She smiled to herself, the big goof was probably going to tell her daughter all kinds of ghost stories he made up last night, and she'll end up soothing her to bed tonight.Her daughter bounced into the house, she followed closely behind. She called for Steve, but no answer. "Probably still asleep in that huge living room, or can't hear us" He loved that room most about this house.She told her daughter to check the living room for her father. Her daughter went off to do that. Linda started unpacking some of the food they had brought in the kitchen when she heard a scream from her daughter. She ran to the living room to see what was the matter. She looked in, and screamed herself. Steve was sitting in his chair, book on the floor. His hair...his hair had turned stark while his clothes were ripped, and it looked like he had tried to claw his eyes out with a claw marks on his face. He was dead, with a look of stark terror that will etched forever in his face. Linda retched and cried, what, what could possible have done this to her husband, what?? Then, through her sobs, and her daughter's screaming, she thought she heard a thumping sound upstairs.

~the end~