The Old Brooks' Place

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  1. The town of Mayberry has been a rather peaceful town, not much interesting happens here, but, like every town, it has it's fair share of stories. The most prominent, is the Old Brooks' Place, a house in a small lower middle class district. The house has been empty for the better part of fifty years, and there are twice as many stories for each year the house has been abandoned about why it is. What it all boils down to, is that it is the scene of a decades old tragedy shrouded in mystery. It has become something of a tradition to send the new kids in the town into the house, where they often report to seeing strange things, and many of which never return.

    It is now early fall, the leaves are just beginning to change color, and the the temperatures were only just beginning to drop. The local high school received it's latest student a couple weeks ago, a young woman whom was none too thrilled with the new town, but couldn't help but be fascinated by the house, even as she only drove by it. It wasn't long before her peers got to her, and began planning for their latest visit to the Brooks' Place. It is now Friday evening, only a few short hours until our young heroine is scheduled to meet up with her new friends at the scene.

    The sun is beginning to fall below the horizon, and the temperatures with it, bringing a slight chill in the air with the occasional wind gust that seems to blow straight through any coat one would wear. What does this particularly chilly night have in store for her? For her friends? What secrets of the Old Brooks' Place will be uncovered? The better question is, should they ever be uncovered?

    The sun was just setting, and a small group of friends, four people in total, two guys and two girls, were standing outside of a small house. Well, small by their standards, as each of them lived in the upper class end of the city. But, this situation called for them to be down in the lower class district, as it was time for the annual hazing of the "new kid".

    First, the "leader" of the group, a member of the Mayberry High football team, Jacob Elsen was chatting with one of the girls, a miss Janice Smith, who lived just down the road from him. They had been dating for the better part of a year now, and were effectively two of the most popular kids in school. To their left and right were Andy Tobias and Sarah Boon respectively. The two of them were lesser known students at the school, but had worked their way up to popularity by just getting along with the cool kids, while also sacrificing some decency to get there.

    For now, they were awaiting the new girl to come out of her house to go down to the old Brooks' Place, and they couldn't wait to scare the wits out of this girl who practically oozed "I'm not scared of anything." They each had seen horrifying things in that house, things that defied explanation. They especially loved taking naysayers and the skeptics of the world into the house. They were always the easiest to scare.
  2. "Let's just get this over with already." a young girl that had just came out her house grunted bitterly and would literally trampled the pavement as she promenade towards them.

    Enrica Dovane, a.k.a the girl without fear; a.k.a the girl dumb enough to stand against the "popular kids" and had almost started a fight; a.k.a the new girl. She was five foot seven in height, long straight red hair and purple greyish eyes. She bored a pretty face, pretty enough to be popular in school. Heck, even on her first day in school all eyes were on her--even the popular kids had noticed her. But because of her aggressive and rebellious personality she wasn't actually "friendly"--well, to strangers anyway. So why was she here, standing in a group of people who obviously had something devious in mind for her? Well, to make a long story short: It all started with a simple dare.

    "I still think this is stupid--no, beyond stupid. Who ever believe in such this is just downright fucked up mental." she had to express her innermost feeling despite the fact she had expressed it in a hostile and menacing way. "Ghost don't exist."
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