The Mansion

Two young boys were slowly moving up the hill towards the ominous mansion. The home looked rather disheveled as though it was close to falling apart at any moment.

“So this is the place Button mash?” one of the young men muttered as they pulled themselves off the bike. His expression was filled with worry, as he looked back and forth. Button mash the other boy nodded as he kicked his kickstand off burying it into the gravel as he kept it into the air unlike the other one who laid it down to get all scratched up.

“Yeah, Rumble this is the place. The Murder mansion, isn’t it fricken creepy isn’t it?” He chuckled his voice cracking between words. While they moved in a bit closer. It was a risk coming up here even at night, but with the strange disappearances that had been going on. There was a curfew but with it getting closer to Halloween, how could ether of them pass this up. It was so exciting.

“So, why is it called the murder Mansion anyway? The place doesn’t even look all that impressive.” Rumble muttered as he was shaking taking deep breaths as he was trying to keep himself from looking as scared as he normally was. He remembered having to sneak out. His mother nearly catching him as she was up getting a drink.

He actually thought he was going to scream when she nearly caught him. Just to go to a place. Hell he was imagining how he was going to get inside the house. If she caught him Rumble knew more than anything if that happened his butt would be redder than a tomato, on a hot summer’s afternoon.

“Come on you don’t know! This place was owned by some guy, I think his name was Pharynx Changer. This guy was a real piece of work, at least what my dad said, apparently, he murdered his whole family for the insurance money. Making like Millions of dollars.” Button mash, the darker skin boy muttered as he raised his hands almost indicating how much money that would look.

They jumped into the Bushes for a second as they imagined that a pair of car lights was driving right by.

“That was close,”

“I know, come on.” They muttered to each other, as they moved on, as they got to the steps of the house. Looking towards the patio, such a simple sight. As they took a deep breath.

“How come they didn’t arrest him?”

“He got away, what dad said, apparently they just didn’t have enough evidence, So they let him go, But others said he was crazy spewing out about how monsters killed his family and he only survived by mistake. He was free and kept the money. “

They walked up the stairs looking around in the windows hoping that they might be able to get a single peak inside, but with how the curtains were placed they saw nothing.

“It’s not even the weirdest part, apparently he just rolled into town in the middle of the night building this mansion. People think that he was making this place so he could kill others, why they called it the murder mansion. That way he could keep getting away with it.”

“How could he still get away with it. If no one wanted him around why not just kick him out of town?”

“Money talks man, money talks. But no one was ever allowed up here why he was alive. So more stories just kept coming up, till he finally died.”

“So how did he die, Rumble asked as he tapped the window a few times, and looked away. Never noticing that the window had pushed off to the side for even a second. Button mash reached over soon grabbing the handle and tried moving it. Only for him to realize it was locked. It was getting closer to them to give up and just move on maybe the back door, or a broken window. Curiosity was running wild, as they looked towards this strange, and mysterious house.

They moved around even more some as he responded back,

“It happened last year, yesh how is it you don’t know anything? Don’t you ever pay attention?”

“Ok than if you no so much why don’t you tell me how he died,” he gave a light punch though Button mash rubbed his arm with such annoyance as she muttered back,

“Fine, I don’t know ether, the old man never said much to me he just said that they found him in the front yard, dead as a doornail. Or something like that. It’s hard to tell.

Suddenly they heard a loud creek coming from the door, as they jumped in the air looking over. Rumble nearly jumped out of his skin, as he exclaimed,

“That door was locked!”

“Well it doesn’t seem like it was, since it just opened!” The other boy responded shaking profusely, every instinct telling him he needed to run, get right out of there otherwise something was going to happen. Something that could end in tragedy.

“C-Come on don’t be chicken, we wanted to go inside, beside imagine the views we’ll get from checking out this place.” His hands fumbled over as he was getting ready to pull his phone out.

“I-I guess your right.” Rumble muttered as he was taking deep breaths. Not wanting to hyper ventilate. As he struggled to get his phone.

“This is going to be so cool.” They looked around making sure that no one was watching them. The fear of getting caught was still on the table, but at this point the boy’s were willing to get caught, as they took a step inside the Murder Mansion.

They took a step inside, their phones recording everything. The flashlight turned on as they looked around. The inside of the home was much nicer. The walls were white with paintings attached to them. But what were on those paintings it was hard to tell. They were covered with white sheets.

It seemed silent, though as they walked into the front room, they heard something. Something small, like the Rattles of a rattlers.

“Do you hear that?” Rumble asked as he took a heavy breath.

“Yeah, um maybe we should get out of here, there might be snakes.” He chuckled some, though hearing it, made the young man want to piss himself, he was afraid of snakes, didn’t like them, never wanted to be around them. Those things freaked him the fuck out.

“Get out.” A voice muttered from the other side of the room, as the boys took a step back,

“W-W-hat!” Button mash, said as he was feeling his heart racing more, his voice stuttering as he tried fighting back a scream.

“I SAID GET OUT!!” Suddenly the door on the otherside opened, and the rattling was getting louder, as a shadowy figure moved into view. It was large, very large. Such a large sight. The body was long as it seemed to be slithering closer, its body moving left and right, but it was quick. The creature was face to face to them. But the flashlight against the face it pointed into her eyes. It was a woman, though the boy’s could barely get any features, except she had big glowing yellow eyes.

“GET OUT BEFORE I SWALLOW YOU!” She hissed, a fork tongue sticking out. One of the boy’s began pissing themselves, as they dropped their phones running from the house, screaming, loudly. Almost like young girls with how high their voices went as they went as far away from this place. As they got out of the house. The door slamming behind them.

They would run home screaming the whole time, waking the entire neighborhood. But when they would try and tell them what happened No one believed them. Not a single word.