The Haunt
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Three friends attempt to find paranormal activity at a haunted house, what could possibly go wrong?

The Haunt

I have always been obsessed with ghosts.

I watched so many ghost-hunting shows, that I decided it would be a great idea for me and my friends to go and spend a night at a supposedly haunted house with some new equiptment i had brought.

Myself, John and Becky had arrived at the house, which we entered through a broken window.

We decided that the best way for us to record what we find would be for each of us to stay in a different section of the house.

I would remain upstairs, and John would remain downstairs.

I would remain upstairs, and John would remain downstairs. I told Becky she could stay wherever she wanted as she was prone to panic attacks.

Night time came by rather quickly, and we had set up all of our equiptment throughout the house.

Night time came by rather quickly, and we had set up all of our equiptment throughout the house. With the rooms now completely black, I went back into the main bedroom.

I had sat down in a chair and began monitoring the cameras we had set up.

Despite it being pitch black, I could feel that Becky had decided to stay with me, and held her hand to comfort her.

Hours passed by and we saw very little on the cameras.

Hours passed by and we saw very little on the cameras. We had been completely silent as we wanted to listen carefully for any kind of unusual sounds.

I had noticed that Becky's hand was getting sweatier and sweatier, I was a little worried that this whole experience was a little too uncomfortable for her.

"Becky!" I whispered, shaking her arm around slightly.

"Becky!" I whispered, shaking her arm around slightly. Her arm fell limp, it was clear that the she had suffered a panic attack and appeared to have fainted.

I rushed down the stairs to tell John that we needed to help her.

I rushed down the stairs to tell John that we needed to help her. John was trained in First Aid, so I figured he would have known what actions to take.

As I reached the living room, I turned the flash on my phone on so that I could actually see where John was.

I paused as I saw John sitting on the couch, looking at the monitors.

I paused as I saw John sitting on the couch, looking at the monitors. "John! You've got to come quick, Becky just fainted upstairs!" I screeched.

John looked back at me without changing his facial expression.

John looked back at me without changing his facial expression. "What are you talking about man? She has been down here the whole time, sitting right over there." John said, pointing.

Sure enough, Becky was sitting on a chair near a window...

Sure enough, Becky was sitting on a chair near a window... But if she has been down here the whole time... Whose hand was I holding the entire night?

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