Rain pattered on the roof of the old house, sending a chill through the teenagers' hearts each time one drop landed, creating a soft thump above their heads. Most of them regretted coming, while others loved the adrenaline rush they got each time a sound was heard. Some people crave that: the intake of breath, the speeding beat of the heart. Others, that's the thing they hate most. But, an assortement of the fearless, and the fearful had gathered under the roof of the old Delonagah Manor, and one purpose, they all had in mind. To explore. Some came just to show the others that they weren't too afraid. Others, just because they want to prove that ghosts don't exsist. And then, there are some, who will do just about anything to get out of the house. But, none of them had counted on it raining. Counted on the raging thunderstorm that, had they broght their phones, or checked the weather, would have known, is supposed to last until late afternoon the next day.
So all of them, have to figure out something to do with their time. Most, they are stationed around the house, and are to watch out for anything tricky. Anything... paranormal.
So all of them, have to figure out something to do with their time. Most, they are stationed around the house, and are to watch out for anything tricky. Anything... paranormal.