It was late at night when I was walking down the street after coaching classes as I had missed my last bus back at home from Kolkata to Basirhat . I had to walk back , as I had no other choice. The streets can get quiet creepy at night, especially when you are on your own. As I was walking, I saw a very mysterious house. The readers you miy wonder why I am saying this. Let me tell you why? It was brightly lit even though this house has been vacant for a very long time. I was curious and crept down the concrete path towards the door. The door creaked and opened its own as I stood by it. It peeked in. It looked as if there were a thousand rooms inside. I wanted to see more. As I stood there and looked , I didn't know where to stant. My curiosity got the better of me, and I started with the door closest . The hinges were rusty and they creaked as I opened it. It was really scary.... WAIT !!!!... Was there someone in there ?? I didn't dare go further. By then, I felt a chill run down my spine, and felt hands on my shoulder pushing me into the room. I screamed a lot. It was too late. I fell down and heard the door shut behind me. The room plunged into darkness and became very quiet except for my heavy breathing. I tried gety up, but something was holding me down. I cried " help", but my voice was just not coming out. I managed to get to my feet , and tried to unlock the door, but to no avail. There was a presence in the room. But no one was there. I decided to be brave and said " hello , hello ?".... But all I heard was my echo . I was trying to unlock the door , when suddenly I heard this , loud screeching voice, I turned.. and standing behind me was this dark figure . It had piercing red eyes that just looked through me. .. I screamed and next thing I knew it was so close to my face, I could smell it's breath . It smelled of raw meat and blood. I managed to turn and tried to run, but my feet could not move . I felt the hands wrap itself me and it felt so cold.. so cold.. that I could not breath. I started gasping for air and tried to free myself from this thing. I cried out in pain as its arms squeezed tighter . I felt its hands on my throat , " Oh help "! but my voice was gone. I was struggling trying to get away and must have fainted because, next thing I remember, I was waking up and found myself back outside the house. I ran all the way home and I don't know how but, I got home. No one would believe me but I know how kinds of time that I had spent at that night in that house.