I and my friends, Dexter and Peter, were playing around an ancient, abandoned mansion on the outskirts of the city. There was a sign on the perimeter fence “Enter, at your own risk!”. However, curiosity arose us and we picked the rusty lock, granting us entry into the sacred place of the unknown. I unlocked the door, to my horror, scarce bones, were precariously hanging, from the ceiling above. There was a sudden rush of blood from my head to my toes as the door behind us swung shut. At the sight of the bones, the three of us were completely dumbfounded. Our jaws hung wide open for a few minutes trembling with fear before we came back to our senses. My sixth sense told me that something was about to go wrong, I urged the other two to back out
