Belisarios: A Short Story Of The Haunted House

Striding into the tent a young officer glanced over the map, swore and strode back out, barking orders into the heavy downpour to the assembled troops. After a few moments of gentle silence, the officer re-entered the tent, this time with several other officers in tow.

He adjusts his already perfect tie as he waves his way to the pedestal. The introductory women steps back exchanging a quick side-hug with him.

out of the truck they all get on there hands and knees hoping not to get shot. The soldiers

The door opens and his older sister and younger brother appear. The two are wearing solemn expressions like masks.

He had things to do today after all! He quickly double-checked his bag, happy everything were in its place. Then made his way deeper into the far spread woods.

It was a late cloudy Saturday off day at the end of September. It was just a week before the opening of the haunted house , Dominoe had no told anyone of her plan for that day . Dominoe had set up a schedule for the medium brother and sister to show up at around four. She wanted to get some kind of permission and keep it secret at the same time for what she was about to do . She walked to the part of the school that she dreded , she bumped into Ms. Candie Rivet , the casting room director . Ms. Candie has been a volunteer for years there , her son was brought to the school for help . During her sons time in learning she devoted her time to helping raise money to keep the school open . She had redish short blonde hair in her fifties . She also had keys to both the haunt and the active school. “ Can I help you sweetie ?” She said with a smile , she had so much sweetness in her. “ Hi I'm Dominoe the exective director of the

Instinctively, Toast slaps them away, sitting up with a jolt. One of the girls from earlier is leaning over her.

Four Confederate soldiers in gray uniforms are settled on a hill as they wait for their orders. One man heated food in a tin cup, and two other men are resting away from the fire, while Edmond sits with his shirt unbuttoned as he tries to read a letter. One of the resting men asks about the object around Edmond's neck, but Edmond does not answer. The men speculate that the

A warm breeze passes through the house as Neva tries to air the various rooms out. Birds chirp outside of the windows and leaves rustle beneath them, but she doesn't stop cleaning to enjoy the beautiful day. Her mother walks by and jokingly chants a snippet from an ancient cartoon. "Cinderella, Cinderella," she sings. The young girl cracks a smile and giggles at the comparison. "I just want things to look and smell nice for when he gets here, that's all," she responds. "If I could get you to work this hard all the time, this place would look like a mansion," Her mom says with a coy smile. They exchange a look before chuckling and moving on in their conversation.

Though it may not be a national holiday, America loves Halloween, and intends to have a scary good time this year. In fact, more than half of the country - 157 million people - intend to celebrate Oct. 31 this year, according to the National Retail Federation.

I asked for fit, strong, mighty fighters, not pathetic little girls! Now, come on and follow me!” They continued their long 649 steps up the Eiffel Tower to save the General, who is under custody. “What's our mission lads?!” Sargent Mitty yelled to his men, “To save our General!” They all yelled in unison. “What's our mission?!” “To save our General!” They picked up the pace with a little more enthusiasm. That's more like it, he thought. They endured the rest of the tedious walk before they reached the top floor were the General was. They were right outside the door now. “Okay lads, remember the plan; the opposition are going to be right behind this door, and we want to surprise them. If we do this, we will have two advantages: The advantage of numbers and the element of surprise.” “But what if they are aware of our intentions?” Asked a soldier. “There are more of you then there are of them, so wipe 'em out.” They all looked around at each other nervously. Sergent Mitty sensed their uneasiness and said, “Come on lads, lift your heads! We got a job that needs to get that won't get done by itself! This is our time, our moment, and nothing is going to stop us now!” “Yea!” The squad yelled, and they burst open the

He sets her down and goes to talk to Rachel, the leader's friend. Technically they're all his friends, but Rachel is one of his closest.

As the day went on spencer kept on drawing his different designs to have the machine look like. The trash can was so full he couldn’t fit anymore paper in it. He decided to stop and take a break. He thought to himself with excitement “Maybe I should go inside and get some water, Oh and Lauren can tell me that surprise now!”

"I-I ask you as your leader!" Peepers let out harsh, short breathes, then started to stand up from his chair. He leaned in towards Hater, who was frantically sweating and blushing a deep green. Peepers suddenly took a step back and quickly glanced away, this caused him to fall onto his

This mansion was built in the 1860’s in Louisville, Kentucky but was not taken care of.The