The eyes of the night

By Adam

“Hey pass it to me, pass it to me!” screamed Sam. Jake was

determined to score, so with a fierce shot, the ball blasted

like a bullet past the keeper.

“I’ll get the b…?” Sam stopped mid-sentence as he realized

where the ball had landed.

The ball had landed in a small dark garden. It was covered by

a sinister shadow being cast by a large wooden building

somewhat like a haunted house. They climbed over the fence

to get the ball.

“Let’s look inside!” suggested Jake as he picked up the ball.

“I’m not so sure we should be wandering around random

people’s houses,” answered a worried Sam.

“Chicken,” replied Jake. He knocked on the door. There was

no reply. Just as they were about to give up the door opened

with a slight creak…

Cautiously, they crept inside. The door slammed shut behind

them with a BANG which echoed through the air. Suddenly,

there was silence. “AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Both

boys looked up. The noise was coming from upstairs. Quiet as

mice, they tip-toed upstairs. The floorboards creaking with

every step. Once they reached the top it was pitch black.

Without warning, there was a flash of light. Two red eyes

glowed brightly in the darkness. They glared at Jake and Sam.

Suddenly it started to move. Getting bigger and bigger and

closer and closer. And then, they strangely vanished into thin

air. The boys were confused. In the distance, Sam could make

out writing. He nudged Jake to get his attention.

They both stared at it. It was written in thick, blood red ink. It

read REDRUM WON. ”What’s that supposed to mean” asked

a puzzled Jake. They continued onwards. As they were

walking though the blackness they could hear faint footsteps.

It gradually got louder.