HAUNTED HOUSE ASSEMBLY
A Haunted house on the block
What was a factory now it’s not
The entire community noticed the change
Nights became spooky
Inside the haunted house, one could hear wall cracks, Moans and Screams
When stormy nights brought lightning flashes and loud thunder cracks
The neighborhood knew it was the midnight hour
Unrest and no sleep
At the community grave yard, Souls moaned to rise and walk among the living
Terrorizing and Fear
Neighborhood doors were locked and secure
Windows closed tightly
Yet, we are talking about Souls who are ghostly able to penetrate through anything
The Haunted house brought attention to the community
Stories told of a factory worker being killed by a Automatic machine sew
No one knows why nor would the soul of the killed worker return for revenge
The owners of the Haunted house were very strange and stayed to themselves
They didn’t want to have any conversation with the community nor the outside world
Strange throughout on the neighborhood minds
There were dead bodies found within the Haunted house, but where did they come from?
No answers and clues
Moans and Screams continued on
The peril of the gloom of night, day with the midnight hour coming again, what will happen and who will be the victims of Death
Thereafter, only the haunted house only knows
Thrills upon thrills
Evil upon Evil
The wait and uncertainty
Haunted House peril.
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