one dark damp morning, i woke up in a dull cabin full of rotten creepy crawleys . All of a sudden, my hair brushed as i got out of my rusty bed "ahhh please don't be a ghost please!" screeming with my hand in her mouth. walking through cob webs trying to get out the cabin. In the distance i could just about see a creepy figure moving. As i'm walking through as quit as posibble i feel centapies on my legs. as i was getting chased

i just pegged it i ran out locked the door and i was safe