Six cars and one moped were traveling on the small road through the forest. The sun was hidden somewhere behind the trees and would soon disappear completely from the sky to give way for the moon and the dark. The evening fog was already appearing, seemingly crawling ominously over the pathway. Not a soul could be found along the way except for the 11 teens. Few dared to enter the forest as rumors had spread through the town of Hamel, rumors of disappearances and murders. While the rumors were decades and some even a century old, they were still more than capable of instigating fear in the small town. Everyone had heard the story of the massacre that had happened a hundred years earlier in the mansion owned by William and Elizabeth Bennett. How a man named Eric Thompson, blinded by rage and sorrow, had entered the house and killed all the servants and their master before finally ending his own life in the tower. Ever since that day, it is said that the lost souls of Elizabeth, William, Eric and the servants are roaming the building, and anyone who happens to cross their way might become the next victim of the everlasting massacre. Though as time passed and new generations were born, the story came to be viewed as an urban legend rather than a fact. Many teens just rolled their eyes as their grandparents warned them of the danger of the spirits around that mansion, but there was still a morbid curiosity that arouse from the tale for many, and the thought of taking a look crossed the minds of quite a few. Very few would dare to go alone, but now they wouldn't have to. The group of twelve all came from the same school, Haydon bridge high school, and this trip was their test of courage. The test of courage was something some of the older students prepared every year. They tried to convince as many students as possible to come just to see who they could scare the most, though at times even the seniors got quite the fright from the trip. As the first car stopped at the gates of the mansion, a high-pitched inhuman scream echoed through the forest. Alice Hawk "It is now 7:32 PM, Friday September the 4th 2015. It will be ten more minutes before we arrive at the rumored Bennett's mansion. For the first time in decades, the mansion will be filled with living, breathing human beings once more. If this expedition goes well, we might be able to discover the missing bodies of the servants whom were killed that gruesome evening a century ago. Whatever secrets that place is hiding, we will figure them out. We have one night to search through every corner of the house. Wish us good luck." Alice turned off the camera with her left hand without taking her eyes off the road. She wasn't alone in the car. A guy named Reginald, or Reggie for short, had asked for a ride to the mansion, and of course she had accepted since they were classmates. Most people would probably find it embarrassing to have someone watching and hearing them talk to a camera like that. Alice didn't though. She always spoke to her camera in public, and Reginald's presence didn't bother her at all. They were getting closer to their destination. Alice was the one whom had suggested to have the test of courage at the mansion. In the beginning she hadn't even had a thought about joining that stupid courage test at all, but for a long time she had been planning to make a documentary on the mansion, and if the test of courage would take place there, then she would be able to get some great video footage of it. On top of that she would be able to see how the younger generation would react while walking through the oh so feared mansion. It would be a great contrast to the elders stories of it. "We finally seem to have reached the point of no return." She mentioned quite excited as the mansion started to appear at the end of the road. "Ready to meet some ghosts Reggie?" Alice then asked her traveling mate while turning off the engine. As far as she knew, non in the group believed in ghosts, but that didn't mean people couldn't get spooked out when hearing scary stories in the middle of the night. Most of them would do their best to scare one another, and the first one to escape the mansion before the night was over would definitely be the laughing stock for the older students. Even those who didn't participate usually enjoyed hearing the stories of what happened during the night. A loud scream-like noise made Alice stop in her tracks for a few seconds, but once she realized that it probably only was a barn owl, she calmed herself down immediately. They definitely made blood thrilling sounds, but they were in no way dangerous. She threw her bag over her shoulder, turned on her camera and stepped out to see the mansion in its full glory. It wasn't what she had expected. It would probably give off a different feel once it was dark, but in the daylight it just looked like a normal rundown building. It definitely didn't feel like a haunted mansion. Was it because it wasn't colored in darker colors like all the haunted mansions in movies were? It didn't matter either way. The outside wasn't the focus, and the fun would start first when it became dark. That would probably happen sooner than expected. They could already hear the faint sound of thunder, and according to the weather prognosis, it would definitely come over them sooner or later, which would make that the perfect night for a haunted mansion tour. At least as long as the lightning didn't hit the house and killed them all.