Haunted Houses and Nosy Students (private)

There was a house not too far from the Central Plaza. For most real estate agents it would be a fixer upper dream come true. Buy it cheap, sell it for hellaton of money. But this particular house came with history. A history of death, violence, and despair. And more recently it came with a history of disrepair.

In the past year alone the already peeling paint had started flaking off. The wood of the porch had become rotten enough that there was even a hole in it where someone had fallen through. There had always been rumors that it was haunted ever since that day years ago. Where it was said a daughter had killed her mother.

To say that was the end of the heartbreak of that household would be… Kind.

But it hadn’t been. Much had happened, much more than the world would ever know or want to know.

Now the house was empty, still baring the same furniture it had all those years ago when it was full of life. Only now it was tattered and in shambles.

With all the rumors of the house being haunted, you’d think people would stay away. But… You know students. Sometimes they’re all too eager to stick their noses where they don’t belong.