Haunted Rental House

October 31, 2023by melissad0

The Haunted Rental House…..

Once upon a dark and stormy night in a quiet town, property manager Dave, a practical and skeptical man, received an urgent call. The call was from Mrs. Abernathy, a tenant who had recently moved into Rental House 13, a charming Victorian-era cottage. She claimed the house was haunted.

Dave, not one to believe in the supernatural, reluctantly agreed to check on the property. Armed with a flashlight and a brave face, he ventured into the eerie night.

As Dave entered Rental House 13, the creaking of the floorboards seemed to echo with ghostly laughter. The air felt chillier than the storm outside. He dismissed it as an old house’s natural quirks. “There’s no such thing as ghosts,” he muttered under his breath.

Dave began his inspection, checking every nook and cranny. He found nothing out of the ordinary. The wiring, plumbing, and structural integrity were all fine. There was no sign of pests or leaks. Feeling confident that this was a mere overreaction, Dave prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to step out, a portrait hanging in the hallway caught his eye. It depicted an eerie-looking woman with pale, lifeless eyes and a wicked smile. Dave blinked, and the portrait seemed to shift, the woman’s eyes following his every move. “Nonsense,” he whispered, convinced his imagination was playing tricks on him.

Before he could reach the front door, Dave heard faint whispers that grew into sinister laughter. His heart raced as he felt a cold breath on the back of his neck. He turned, and to his astonishment, he saw translucent figures floating in the air. They were dressed in Victorian-era clothing, and their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light.

Panicking, Dave tried to flee, but the door slammed shut before him. The ghostly figures advanced, reaching out with ghostly fingers. He closed his eyes and braced himself for the inevitable.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the house. “Dave, it’s me, Mrs. Abernathy!” The voice was coming from a small radio on the kitchen counter.

Dave opened his eyes to see Mrs. Abernathy standing there, holding the radio’s remote control. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me, so I rigged this little show to convince you. I just wanted you to fix the plumbing in the basement.”

Relieved, Dave couldn’t help but chuckle. “You certainly had me fooled. I’ll take care of the plumbing first thing tomorrow.”

As Dave left the house, he couldn’t help but appreciate Mrs. Abernathy’s creativity. He had always been a skeptic, but that night had taught him that sometimes, even the most practical minds could be haunted by a touch of the supernatural, even if it was all in good fun.

And so, Rental House 13 remained a charming, albeit slightly spooky, Victorian cottage with stories of its “haunting” keeping both Dave and Mrs. Abernathy entertained for years to come.

Happy Halloween!

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