Black Magic

Mad Henry was a hermit who lived alone in a decrepit mansion at the edge of town.  Rumours were rife about the wild-eyed man.  Some folks said that he was a magician who called upon the powers of darkness to wreak havoc upon his neighbours.  Others called him a mad doctor who could restore life to foul corpses from the local cemetery.  No respectable citizen in town had anything to do with Mad Henry.
 

Then one year, a new family moved to town with a lovely daughter, Rachel, who caught Mad Henry’s eye. He showered the maiden with gifts — goblets of pure gold, necklaces of pearl, and a pot of daisies that never dropped a single petal. Despite the gifts, Rachel fell in love with another, Geoffrey, a handsome young man just home from university. A week after meeting, they eloped, leaving behind a stunned Mad Henry. 

When Rachel and Geoffrey returned from the elopement, they threw a big ball and invited everyone in town. While Rachel was dancing with her father, she heard a clap of thunder. Lightning flashed again and again. Suddenly, the double doors blew open and a breeze whirled in, bringing with it the smell of dead, decaying things. Mad Henry loomed in the doorway, pupils gleaming red with anger. He was followed by the grotesque figures of the dead, who came marching two by two into the room. Their eye sockets glowed with blue fire as they encircled the room.  Two of the corpses captured Geoffrey and threw him down at the feet of their lord. Red eyes gleaming, Mad Henry drew a silver-bladed knife and casually cut the bridegroom’s throat from ear to ear. Rachel screamed and ran forward, pushing through the foul, stinking corpses of the dead, and flung herself upon her dying husband. 
 

“Kill us both,” she cried desperately. 
 

But Mad Henry plucked the lass out of the pool of blood surrounding her dead husband and carried her out into the thundering night. Behind him, the army of the dead turned from the grizzly scene and followed their master. The sounds of thunder and lightning faded away as the alchemist and his dead companions disappeared into the dark night. 
 

Geoffrey’s father and Rachel’s father gathered a small mob and followed the evil hermit, intent upon saving Rachel.  When they searched Mad Henry’s house, they found it completely empty save for a light, which shone from a series of mysterious globes that bobbed near the ceiling of each room. Mad Henry had vanished. 
 

Search parties scoured the countryside for days, but turned up nothing. Geoffrey was buried in the local cemetery, and the dance hall was torn down. No one in town spoke about what had happened, and no one dared imagine what had become of poor Rachel. 
 

A year to the day after the ball, a timid knock sounded upon the door of Rachel’s parents’ home. When her father opened it, he saw a gaunt, gray figure on the stoop. Her eyes were dull with exhaustion and pain. It was Rachel! Her tongue had been cut out so she couldn’t speak.  But when she produced a knife from her tattered garments—the knife with a silver blade that had last been seen in the hands of Mad Henry, the gleam of satisfaction in Rachel’s eyes told them that the streaks of blood that coated the knife were those of Mad Henry. That night, Rachel died in her sleep with a peaceful smile upon her ravaged face. 

It was Halloween eve, everyone was getting ready for the big night. Jordi and Sanna had made their costumes from various old cloths. They were very impatient because Halloween was their favourite celebration, so in order to make fun they went at the old house of their neighbourhood which it was in a pretty good condition actually. They couldn't open the door it was too heavy for them so they entered through the window they searched the home as there were rumours that a ghost comes out of there at Halloween, so Jordi wanted to check everything about any signs of the ghost but nothing could be found. It was late in the night as Jordi didn't actually want to leave the place because he claimed that something made him stay there. Next day Jordi went alone without Sanna because he was obsessed with the house, he stayed there until eleven PM then the halloween "parade" started and everyone was out in the streets but there was nowhere Jordi, after some hours when everyone was back home Sanna was worried about Jordi so she went to check if everything is ok, he tried entering the front door of the house but this time it opened without any effort, she was a bit creeped out and sneaked to get there, after some minutes of searching she didn't find Jordi so she panicked and start screaming his name, well after a lot of time she saw a little trap door which it was going somewhere, the trapdoor was actually going very deep, she climbed it down and she found some dead bodies, she starting screaming Jordi's name again and again but with no answer. She tried to walk through the dead bodies to find, everything was dark so she turned her phone's flashlight and then she saw Jordi with some of his friends ready to die from laughing and she was very shocked while they tried to climb up the stairs a man without face came from nowhere with a gun and killed them all. Sanna managed to survive the bullet and she is here talking about this story and claiming that the man wasn't a man but a ghost called Nightmare…………….