Chapter 2 (neighbor perspective)

One day I woke up to something I will never forget. The old haunted house above me, had a boy hanging on the wall with a gigantic knife through his stomach. There was blood all over the wall, and the blood was still dripping from the knife. Then I remembered, I heard a whole lot of screams last night. And then an explosion , like if someone shot a gun.

I emmediately called the cops.

- 911 whats your emergency?

- Someone has been killed and hanged on the wall of a house! I said while crying

- What? Can you tell me more about the person?

- Well, where his eyes should have been, there are big X marks.

And his mouth has been cut so that he is smiling from ear to ear.

- …ok… five police cars are on its way, is there anything else?

I looked at the boy, and I have never seen anything so gruesome in my whole life.

Where his eyes should have been, there was big X-marks, and his houth was cut so that he was smiling from ear to ear. And on his stomach someone had written with deep cuts: F E E L S G O O D C O M E IN S I D E

- Someone wrote:

F E E L S G O O D C O M E IN S I D E

With a knife on his tomach.

- Ok, this is really serious, you should gather you family a safe place in your house while we investigate.

-ok....