The Party House, a long abandoned and shabby home left to
rot, was once a very wild and popular place where the rich owner threw parties
and banquets from dusk until dawn. People would show up and have grand balls
and exciting soirees as they danced, sang, and laughed without a care in the
world. The house was always the liveliest on the block and music and light
always seemed to radiate from the windows. If you ever visited this place
during its glory, then you could never forget just how much fun and creative the
parties were. Although, despite the fact that everyone always seemed to have
such a wonderful time here, people complained that some of the parties would
get too out of hand. Things were broken, windows would get shattered, and there
were a few minor injuries. No one really though much of it, a few cuts and
bruises would heal over time, so why stop the fun over something so small?
Well, one injury at that house wasn’t as minor as a scrape or bump, and it definitely
couldn’t be fixed with a sling or Band-Aid.
On a
lively Saturday night, close to midnight when a particularly rowdy party was at
its peak of excitement, something terrible had gone on in one of the upstairs
hallways. A number of people were kept in a smaller room and were shot to death
while the party continued on. With the party so wild and loud, no one was able
to hear the gunshots. The next morning after the people had left and the house
was being cleaned up after another night of rich merriment, the owner of the
place had stumbled upon the room in which the partygoers were killed. In a wild
panic, he called out for one of the hired help to call the police.
The
police came and investigated the scene, as well as put identities to the bodies.
Almost all of them were rich competitors of the owner’s company. The cops were suspicious
of the home owner until they found his wife lying among the dead, brutally
stabbed in the chest, most likely by one of the people kept captive. The dead
woman was convicted of killing her husband’s competitors, which were confirmed
to have been invited to that night’s party to celebrate everyone’s success in
their individual companies, hoping to get rid of their competition so that her
and her husband’s business could prosper even more. After this news was
released to the public, not many people wanted to go back to the place to party
anymore. With the music and crowd so loud and loose, anyone was free to sneak
in and do the same thing again. Some people even suspected the owner himself as
the one to kill his rivals and wife. Only a few parties were held after that
incident, each one with a smaller crowd. The rich man eventually went crazy
from grief and hung himself. With no family for the house to be left to, it was
put up for sale. A few people had bought or rented the place for a while, but
anyone who lived there claimed to have been chased out due to strange
paranormal activity. Sounds of footsteps were heard upstairs. Wailing, crying, screaming,
and psychotic laughter were also reported in the house as well as the sound of
gunshots, only able to be heard at around midnight on Saturday nights. Shadows
darted through the hallways and things were knocked over and moved by themselves.
The
house was so sinister that no one bought or rented it. Years passed and still
no one wanted the place. It sat there by itself with no one to take care of it.
The once lively and joyous presence that the room gave off was now replaced
with loneliness and sorrow. The Party House laid on that property forgotten
until this very day.
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