My neighbors lived down the street from me, and they were out of town this week.  I was asked to pick up their mail for them.  It only took three or four minutes for me to go pick it up, but it was just a hastle to do it still.  I was never really scared of the dark, but tonight it changed.

I had invited my friends Harry and Mike to come with me.  When we got to the house, I decided that I wanted to go in and play their xbox.  We stayed there for an hour or two.  We were playing, when I had died in the game, and went over to the fridge to get something to drink.  There were no drink however.  I then decided… nah this is a stupid story line.  In the end they died.