100WC Week 4 - The Light of the Moon

Frightened, terrified, exhausted I ran from the house. Fear and adrenaline pulsated through me. For weeks I had been too scared to enter but curiosity lured me in.
With trepidation I climbed the creaky staircase (where the man was rumoured to have died). The light of the moon shone through the open window illuminating strange portraits that seemed to watch my every move. Entering the pitch black room I tried to use the torch I had with me ...but when I put the batteries in it...it didn’t work! Suddenly a dark figure flew at me...I ran as fast as I could to escape, never to return.