01. Carla

.... "Mom, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm not a kid anymore!" Carla practically screamed into the phone.

... Meet Carla, a 25 year old from Johannesburg. She has long aurburn hair, blue eyes, blush lips and defined face. She was driving down the road that lead to the new house she'd just bought a few days ago, and of course, her mother was against the idea from the start. "How can you spend that much money on an abandoned house? " her mother, Mrs. Freeman, yelled back at her,

"Mom, it's not an abandoned house... "

" it hasn't been used for years.... Not a single person has gone in there and come back out. There's even tales of ghosts, roaming around there"

"There are just tales mom, you said it yourself. There's nothing wrong with the house. Besides, i think I'm old enough to live on my own"

" yes, sweetheart, i totally agree with you on that. But couldn't you have found a cheaper house, with a lot less scarier history? Two people died in there"

"..... And, their bodies has been cleared out years ago.... I assure you mom, there's no ghosts lurking around there"

"But sweetheart..... "

"Aiit, i gotta go mom, talk to you later. Bye" she hung up before her mother could dig up a million other reasons why she should sell the house she'd just bought. She frowned as she took in the scenario around her, the road was dark and lonely with huge trees creating a tunnel from either side of the road.

"Mom's just getting worked up for no reason. I'm sure there's nothing wrong with.... Oh my God!!! " she screamed as she slammed on the breaks. She go got out the car and hoped that she didn't just hit someone.

"What?.... I Could have sworn there was a... " she looked around, searching for whatever it was that ran in front of her car. An eery silence enveloped her as she found nothing on the lonely road. Pulling Pulling jacket closer to her chin, she hurried back into the car and ignited it. The car let out a screech as she sped off, hoping never to encounter another incident.....

Unknown to Carla, lurking behind the trees was an unforgiving darkness, waiting to consume her.....