THE TALE OF
ALLISTAIR CROWLEY
Hello, My name is Michael Bruner; my wife's name is Susan. Now, we didn't always do this haunted house thing. In fact, we only started it after we moved into this particular house. It seemed only natural after what we found inside the walls.
Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself; here's the whole story.
I was moving some furniture in our house when I slipped and dented the drywall. Well, you can ask your parents, when you damage drywall you usually have to cut out the whole square out and replace it. A real pain in the wazoo job if you get my drift. As I removed the damaged section, I noticed something shiny reflecting light. It turned out to be some children's toys. Looking deeper, that's when my wife and I found the children's clothing. From the looks of it, it looked like the possessions of lots of different children. Weird, but nothing to get excited about, right?
My wife, Susan, was a little curious about this and we called the previous owner, a middle aged housewife named
Patty, and she had no idea that the clothes were there and had no idea where they came from.
That's when I discovered the blood on the clothes.
I called the police, feeling that foul play was involved. Luckily it was Officer Reilly who answered the call.
He was an old timer and he said that he remembered my house.
It seems that about twenty years ago the house was owned by a man named Allistair Crowley. The newspapers of the day called him the man so evil; he had to be killed twice. He hated children; so after it got dark out he went searching for children who were outside, alone. In one year's time, seven children disappeared. It was the eighth child when Officer Reilly caught Crowley red handed. It made all the papers of the day. The trial was highly publicized, but Allistair Crowley was only tried for the murder of the eighth child. Why? They never found the bodies of the other seven kids, the bodies were hidden inside the walls of our house! However, he was sent to the electric chair for the eighth child. They pulled the switch and the physician in attendance pronounced him dead.
The doctor made a mistake.
Allistair Crowley was the only man ever to survive the electric chair.
Crowley managed to escape when they were sending his "body" to the morgue. The parents of the missing children, led by Officer Reilly, tracked him back to this house, the house that Susan and I live in, the very same house you are about to enter. After a brief scuffle, Officer Reilly shot and killed Crowley as Crowley screamed "I'll come back from the dead and take every child that steps into my house!" The day? October 31st, It was Halloween.
End of Story, right? Wrong.
It seems that Crowley's body disappeared from the morgue a second time.
Fast forward to today, every once in a while, my wife and I will hear children's voices, but we can't find out from where the voices are coming from. Then there's the young redheaded girl's reflection that we'll see in our bedroom mirror, and when we turn around there's no one there. What's even worse is the creaking up in the attic. As if someone was walking back and forth. I want to go up into the attic to check it out, the entrance to the attic is in the carport, just look up, and you can't miss it. But I can't get up there; it's locked, from the inside.
People walk through and tell me that my eight monsters in the maze scared them. Now, this should cheer me up, I work very hard to give the kids a good scare, and I love running this haunted house. What confuses me is that I only have five friends helping me, including my wife and I, that makes seven. So who is the eighth monster in my maze?
Why don't you go inside and check it out for me? I'll wait right here for you.
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