Chapter 1: Welcome!

Welcome my fellow author and reader to the land of the dead, my home sweet home. Let us first explore my little mind of deceit and horror. To our left we see little Ann and Dmitri playing hide and seek, on our right George and Sue play hopscotch, and many other ghosts, ghouls, spirits, demons, and others that'll welcome you to my humble home.

Let us tour the garden where we'll find my lovely black lagoon filled with butchered souls. Can you not hear them scream? It just makes my skin tingle just to think about it. Of course who does not love the souls who hung themselves from my beautiful red-blooded tree. From here on out my dear reader, you will feel presents you never thought you felt before and demons that will make your life worth while.

Now the next stop is the basement, oh I cannot wait to show you how much I love it down here. As we descend the stairs you tend to notice things out of the ordinary hmm? Shadows, orbs, noises, and the best part of all a stain of blood here and there. Now do not worry, just keep your mouth shut and maybe Bloodling Blake would not get you. As we reach the basement there is only but a single light bulb in the center of the room. Go ahead turn on the light if you have the stomach for it. My devilish friends would love to see you. No? Fine, let us head to the hall of mirrors.

Have you ever heard of the tale of Bloody Mary? Let us forget about her for a second and think about what happened to her. You know what, never mind. I will just skip the hall of mirrors, coffins, and many other things you will find that would be wonderful to see. Now on to the attic where many ghoulish things take place.

You see that chest all the way there? Inside there is a skeleton of a deceased newly wed wife, she's been in there all the time. But let us not go there, she's been known to swap souls with you and keep you locked in the chest for an eternity. But there are also many other dastardly beings up here I cannot really explain. Now let us head back downstairs where you'll be staying for a while.

Never mind about that scream or whimper you hear, I think you will do nicely with the others. But who else would know you existed in the first place? Soon you will get accustomed to the groaning, moaning, and screaming. I will show you your school later when you have a nice sweat nightmare. Good night.