Guest Writer: The Beast's House

Happy New Year everyone! We'll start the year with something special: the first edition of Guest Writer! We're going to publish texts in this blogs from pupils who aren't actually on this course, but have written great stories. Of course we want to make them available for other people to read as well. This text is by the mysterious Matt, with the picture drawn by Paaba. Read on... if you dare!

The Beast's House

My name is Bob. I’m going to tell you a story about me and my friend, Robert, who I call Rob. I think that you won’t believe me, but I’m going to tell you the story anyway.

Seven days ago it was very misty and windy weather. Rob and I were at my place. We were planning a visit to an abandoned house. I wanted to show my courage to my classmates and Rob wanted to come with me. We took two torches with us and went to the house.

When we were walking to that scary house, we told stories that we had heard about that house. –I have heard that someone has been killed in the house, Rob said to me. –I have heard that there lived an old man once. He had a very big dog which wasn’t a dog at all! I was quiet for a little moment and then I continued. –The “dog” was a Beast! –A Beast? Rob asked. –Yes, a Beast. A horrible monster which killed and ate people! I told. Rob shivered. –Are you scared? I asked with a bit disparaging tone in my voice. –No! Rob shouted. –Good, I said. –Look, Rob said. There was the house, just in front of us.

The door squeaked and sent shivers down our spines. We walked in and I turned on my torch. Suddenly the door closed. Rob shouted loudly. I tried to calm him down. –It was just the wind, I said. Rob breathed deeply. –We must go on, I said and turned. We were at the entry. There was a big hall and three corridors. All of them were very dark, but one of them was short. The other two looked very long. –Let’s go in that short one, we said together.

We walked until we came to a door. We opened it and went through. We were in some kind of a dining room. There was blood all over the walls. A long table in the middle of the room was also covered with blood. We were really scared. We exited the room fast and ran back to the entry.-Let’s leave, Rob whispered to me. –No, I said and continued, did you come here just for a visit? We can’t leave now. –Okay, okay, Rob answered. We chose the door in the left and went in.

We arrived to an old sitting room. All the furniture and the floor were covered with dust. The room was very big. There were bookcases on the sides of the room. There was no television or computer in that room. Furniture looked very antiquated. We walked to the center of the room. Suddenly the sound of heavy steps reached my ears. Someone or something was coming towards us. We were both frightened. The steps came closer. Quickly we ran to the next room which was small. Two ropes hung from the roof. There was a small box in the corner of the room. It was full of big knives and edged weapons. I thought what someone has done with those things and ran to the next room which wasn’t a room at all; it was a wide and long corridor. There were two cabinets in that corridor. We went inside them and listened when that creature came in the corridor. We held our breath. The creature walked slowly past us. We waited for five minutes after it had gone before we dared to get out of the cabinets. But then we noticed that the steps had stopped. I looked at the end of the corridor. There it was - The Horrible Beast which eats people. I had heard stories about The Beast but I hadn’t believed them. Now I did.

The Beast looked like a big dog, but it had long and sharp claws, red eyes and long teeth. It looked straight at us. The Beast’s red eyes started to glow. We screamed, turned around and started to run. We ran to the first door we saw and went through it. –Oh my God! Rob shouted. There were dozens of skeletons lying on the ground. I was terrified. –We have to run, I said and moved on. We ran to the next room. The Beast was after us. It was fast, really fast. –It’s going to reach us any second, Rob said. –Turn left! I commanded him. We turned left and The Beast ran past us. We noticed the stairs to the upper floor and we climbed up.

We found ourselves in a dark bedroom. There was a big bed in the middle of the room. It was covered with dust. Two chairs and a little nightstand were also covered with dust. We shut the door and dragged the two chairs in front of the door. –There’s no exit here except that door! I shouted. We heard The Beast coming up the stairs. –Let’s climb on that bookshelf, Rob proposed. –Good idea, I answered. We started to climb. I touched one book and suddenly the bookshelf turned. In front of us appeared a corridor that led under the ground. –Perhaps we should go there, I said. –No, Rob said. –It can be a dead end! –It’s still better than being on the bookshelf, I said and listened when The Beast tried to get in. –That Beast just overturns the bookshelf and we’re dead! The Beast was breaking the door. We decided to go underground.

The stone stairs were long. Finally we came to a chamber which was very dark. We turned on our torches. We were in some kind of a cellar. It was full of coffins. We ran across the room. Suddenly Rob stumbled on a coffin and he fell on the ground. I helped him up. We heard The Beast’s steps but we couldn’t escape. And The Beast was coming. We were desperate. –Look! Rob shouted suddenly. I looked up to the cellar’s ceiling. There was a wooden hatch! –We’re saved! I said. At the same time we heard growling. The Beast was behind us. –Open it, quickly, I whispered to Rob. He opened the hatch and we went through it. Quickly I closed the hatch and Rob put a heavy stone on it. The Beast tried to open the hatch. We carried more stones on the hatch and ran away.

In front of my home we stopped. We were both out of breath. –I will never go to that house again, I said. –That was horrible, Rob said. –See you tomorrow, I said and went home.

Yesterday, five days after we had visited that horrible house, Rob was not at school. After school I heard that Rob was found dead from his bed! They didn’t tell me the details, but I eavesdropped on the policemen and I heard that Rob had a terrified look on his face and that he was killed by some creature that had sharp and long claws. I was scared. –It was The Beast! I thought. –I’m going to be next. I didn’t know what to do.

It happened yesterday. Rob was found dead. It’s evening now and I can’t get it out of my mind. What if The Beast comes for me? Hey, what is that? Someone is walking downstairs. I think that I have heard those steps before. But those aren’t my dad’s steps. He is sleeping and doesn’t have such heavy steps. Someone is coming upstairs now. Who could it be? I ask myself. I have to stop writing now and hide. I’m afraid. Those are THE BEAST’S STEPS!