The screams

Marks house

Mark sauntered into the kitchen to get his nom noms, when there was a knock on the door. He wandered towards the door and looked through the eye hole to see who it was.

"Not this guy again. Go away I told you last time I don't want anything to do with you!" Mark screamed, this... thing has been to his house before.

"You will not be able to hide behind that infernal door forever mark. This will fall along with everything you love." The thing had a glitched voice and fuzzes filled all the silence like the power wires when your too close for your own good. Mark ignored everything the thing had said and wandered back into the kitchen.

Mark had grabbed a packet of popcorn from the cupboard and shoved it into the microwave. Then the microwave, instead of making a humming noise like a bee, it made a fuzz, a incredibly long time. The popcorn was still cooking but it's light was also glitching. Mark took a few steps back and the microwav-boom. Let me reiterate... the former microwave had a strange glow to it. The explosion also made a loud beeping sound, the one it makes once it's finished to whatever it had cooking inside the cover. "Great just great! Now I have to buy another microwave! Stupid electricity, stupid circuits!" Mark screamed in agony.

Then all of his lights went red. But he didn't notice, Mark being a bit derpy and all. There were footsteps roaming throughout the house. That's when Marks horror game knowledge finally kicked in. Then what did he do... he started dancing, classic mark. Then the voice growled and then the microwave bleeped and the voice wasn't heard again. "Weird creepy person. Don't creep up on me bitch!"