It was a stormy November night. I looked through the window. The weather was rainy and the sky dark. I was reading a horror book about murderers. I enjoyed it because Michael, the main character was a brave hero. He found a bloody knife and fought the robbers with it. It was really scary.

I put down the book, because I was tired. I decided to go downstairs but suddenly I fell off the stairs. Bad omen!

I went out of the house. As I was walking along the street I saw a ghost; it was an old man with an umbrella. He didn’t have a face. The man was next to me, I was scared but I couldn’t run. He began to chase me. I entered the ‘Black Shop’, the book shop. I wanted to buy the new Exciting Story about Michael. I hoped the old man wouldn’t be able to catch me in the store. I thought I was safe but I wasn’t right. The man with the umbrella stepped into the shop and stabbed Albert, the book shop assistant with a bloody knife. After that Albert didn’t have a face either and the shop assistant stabbed a woman to death. They all began to chase me. I screamed because I thought it was reality. Then I heard a noise: Albert shouted my name. I realized that I had dreamed. I was in the Black Shop. But was it really just a dream?

The door opened. It was a man with an umbrella. He was similar to the faceless man in my dream.

The man raised his knife…

The fall of 2007