The Hole under our Floor – Horror Story

…and the hole in the floor

It is august the sixth. Me and my girlfriend bought ourselves a nice house in the middle of a forest. It is quiet, looks beautiful outside and its just a ten minute drive to town. Strangely no one else is living in the forest. We got the house for quite a cheap price and it didnt looked old or had any mysteries around it.

None had been killed or went missing they had told us when we took a look for it. But we were wrong. They had lied to us and something was wrong with that cursen house when i first saw that giant tree next to it. It had no leaves. All other trees had leaves but nothing grew around the house itself. It was rather mud and sand. The plants and even the grass didnt grew a few meters next to the house. We asked what was wrong but the estate agent told us that it was built that way to prevent something from entering. When i asked what he meant he joked about a monster living inside the tree that would hunt new owners but in the end he didnt knew either. We all brushed it off as „well doesnt matter, just makes it easier for us to grow plants“.

A week later we were living the dream. Atleast we thought that. Everything was going well. We had fun building our stuff around the house and even began to grew some weed in the new garden. It was all fine until one day, i fell two stairs down the hallway and crashed on the wooden floor.

My girl rushed to me to check if i was fine and we had a quick laugh. However the floor was broken, atleast a small part of it. We didnt knew that the house had a basement or anything else because the agent told us that there was none. However after we took out the wooden planks from the ground, a one and a half meter wide hole was visible and god knew how deep it would go. There was a wooden ladder but who would ever use that ? It did not looked safe at all.

Maybe we would find a treasure from the previous owners i thought. Maybe gold i asked my girl. She laughed and said „Sure ..its gonna be gold“ Before we would head inside to check whats down there, we would need equipment to secure ourselves. Equipment we not had. The ladder wouldnt be enough. So we let the hole open and called the agent to ask what the hole is about. Strangely he told us to not know any hole and rather stuttered some stuff we couldnt understand until he hang up.

So we decided to leave it until tomorrow and went to bed because it was already late. That was the first night when i began to hear noises from somewhere. A humming voice and ssteps downstairs. As if someone was inside. I woke up my girl and she listened too but told me that nothing was there. But i was still hearing it and went to check it with a baseball bat. Slowly i was walking downstairs and expected robbers or someone who had broke in. But nothing. I only saw the open hole and for a quick second i thought that i saw myself standing there and jumping. I was just imagining things right ? The voice had stopped and i was standing infront of the whole, looking down. But than i heard my girl scream inside the bedroom.

I rushed upstairs and ripped the door open just to see that she was in the corner and begging to not hit her with the bat. I couldnt understand and grabbed her, asking whats wrong. She was crying and was afraid of me. What on earth was going on ? I told her that i saw myself jumping down the hole and than heard the scream. She told me that i came in and dragged her out of bed and was ready to hit her with the bat. But before that happend, i came in the room and the other „me“ vanished. She than run to the corner and held her face closed because she didnt wanted to see it.

I told her that it wasnt me and that we should get out of the house quickly. I grabbed her hand and we went downstairs close by. However when we came close to the hole, there was strong urge to get away from there. It was blocking our way out. But we had no choice so we both jumped over it but she missed to grab my hand and fell inside. After that, i fell unconscious..

I woke up back in my bed with my girl by my side as if nothing happend. Was it all just a dream ? .. As i walked downstairs, i saw the hole .. it was not a dream. Something very dark was going on..

Part 2 follows shortly.

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