On a dark lonely night the moon was glaring at Red Dread town as Harry and Emma’s car rushed through the road of the desolate town. No life was to be seen anywhere. When they were going to turn, the car’s head-lights glowed and a bright tall red painted house was revealed to them.
“Now this is a good place to stay!” Emma stated swiftly, a bit relieved. “But I don’t understand it seemed to have appeared from nowhere!” Harry said, a little concerned. “Oh Please, don’t tell me you’re scared and even if you are nothing can be done about it, so please!” she said irritably. They got out of the car took their baggage and advanced towards the strange, oddly painted house. When Harry and Emma were on the door step the door opened and both of them entered. They went inside, straight ahead was a staircase and to its right was the reception, spider webs and dust was all over the place. It gave the impression that this place hadn’t been used from a very long period and it seemed like a family lived their rather than it being a hotel. They didn’t care much about the looks of the house because they were tired and wanted some sleep. They went upstairs where there were two rooms, “I’d rather not sleep in this room, because you know I don’t like rooms with large windows so I’ll be sleeping in that room.” Harry said pointing to the room on the right. “Do as you wish, sleep where you want to, Good Night!” Emma replied as she yawned and went inside the room. “Good Night Emma!” he replied as he went in the other room. Both of them dozed off to sleep as more and more darkness poured over the town.
As morning approached Emma woke up a having a strange feeling about the night that passed. She wakened Harry and told him to get ready, for they were to leave this morning. They both got ready and as they went downstairs Emma said “I couldn’t sleep well last night, I had very strange nightmares.” “Look whose scared now!” came the reply with a giggle “No I’m not! Anyways let’s see if we can find someone downstairs.” she snapped. They called out to see if someone was there but there was no reply. “Let’s go we’ll have something on our way.” said Emma. They walked out of the door and into the front yard, where they had parked their car. “Where did the car go, you parked it here didn’t you!?” cried Emma as they both searched the area in astonishment. “I exactly remember that I parked the car here but I don’t know where it is now!” declared Harry in wonder. They both ran hastily looking for their car until they reached the back of the house where they saw their car parked and covered all in paint, red paint. “Something is just not right, I don’t-” she paused as she noticed the roof top of the house which wasn’t painted. “Well at least we found our car, that’s all, now let’s go.” demanded Harry. He washed the car with some water while Emma packed up their things. They left and set off for the city.
On their way they saw very few people, strange people. “We’d better get back soon or Aunt Matilda will be very mad at us.” said Harry looking at his watch. At the end of the road they saw an old lady asking for lift, willingly they drove her to her place. She invited them for a cup of tea at her house, Harry and Emma thought it bad to refuse such a kind offer of hers although they were in a rush. She had a small house; she offered them biscuits and tea. “Tell me something about yourself child.” Said the old lady as she held Emma hand. “Umm, I am Emma and this my brother Harry and we are going to the town to meet our aunt.” “We decided to stay here until morning because it was midnight when we reached here and we were quite tired too” confessed Harry. “I see but where did you stay?” “There was a tall red painted house across the street-” “Why did you! You shouldn’t have, you shouldn’t have!” retorted the old lady. “Why what’s wrong with that house?” both of them questioned but the lady went away muttering something to herself, both of them followed.
She led them to a room in which they settled and she told them a story. “Many years ago” she continued with a sigh “A very beautiful lady lived here with her caring husband. One day she decided to paint her house red and so she did but who knows what’s going to happen next.” Emma and Harry listened to her curiously, “One morning, while painting the house, she caught a cold, a severe cold and died, the very next day her husband died too of a broken heart.” “Is that why the paint is unfinished from the roof top?” asked Emma, a little concerned “Yes indeed.” “So now what?” inquired Harry. “Now, it is said that their spirits wander around the town an haunt their house.” “It’s not real, there is nothing as people’s spirits haunting places!” “But this might be true, Emma, who knows maybe it is!”
Emma and Harry got up, thanked the lady but as they were leaving Harry asked worriedly “So what happens now?” “People say that now whoever comes and stays here, their-” “Let’s go Harry, there is no need for us to listen to this nonsense!” Emma stated angrily interrupting the old lady. They left without saying another word. They left for the city. Both of them seemed a bit disturbed but Emma was rather annoyed. They reached at their Aunt Matilda’s place in the evening. As they stepped into the house they heard a woman wailing, both of them rushed inside and found their beloved aunt laying on the bed and their cousin, Susan sitting beside her crying. When they asked her what had happened then she said that Aunt Matilda caught a severe cold at night and when she came to her in the morning she saw they she had passed away. Emma and Harry couldn’t believe their ears, Emma took Harry’s hand and both of them sat in the car and hurried back to that old lady’s cottage. When they got there Emma told that lady what had happened to which she said “I warned you but you never listened, anyone who comes here has to sacrifice something in return, something they love the most.” Emma wept and wept Harry comforted her but she wouldn’t stop. But nothing could be done now.
When Harry and Emma were little kids there mother and father died in a car crash and from then on their aunt took them under her care and protection, they loved her dearly and so did she. Both of them decided to put a warning board in front of that house and so they did. They lived with Susan and sometimes came to visit the old lady, who received them very warmly as though they were her own kids. They lived a happy life now but their hearts were still full of regret.
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