[ WP ] In the spirit of Halloween , write just an old fashioned , tense horror story .

Another cute couple approached the front desk, waiting to pay for their tickets to the newly opened haunted house. The boy Jacob, he wasn ’ t afraid; however the girl Tammie, she held on to Jacob even tighter than ever before. Jacob wasn ’ t complaining. 
 
 They stood there waiting for their turn. They distracted themselves with pointless talk. Tammie undid her long brown hair that was once in a braid. She handed Jacob the zebra print elastic band, implying him to hold it while she played with her hair. Jacob had always been drawn in by her beauty. 
 These, were the times of the young. A haunted house had no memories such as those. 
 
 A dark door opened in front of them. It was their turn to proceed. 
 Tammie entered first. Jacob entered behind. 
 The room was pitch black. They could not even see their own bodies. 
 “ Jacob? ” 
 “ I ’ m here. ” 
 Tammie flinched as a hand found hers. With a gentle squeeze, she knew it was him. 
 
 They stood their in the dark which felt like hours, until a light above them flickered. They both looked up at it. It flickered like it had a purpose. 
 A roar filled the room. Both jumped. In the corner of the room stood a man with half a face, dressed in a butler suit. His hands were bloody and his face was eager. 
 
 Tammie gripped harder on Jacob ’ s arm. The butler slowly approached them, until he was close enough to breathe on them. 
 “ Do you dare enter this house? ” 
 “ Yes. ” Jacob replied quickly. 
 A laugh erupted from the butlers chest. As he turned around and beckoned for them to follow him. 
 
 He lead them into a long winding hallway. At one point they had to move downt it single file. However at some point the butler disappeared. 
 The tension increased, as did their heartbeat. 
 
 Tammie could hear her heart beat. 
 
 Thump....thump....thump....thump…… 
 
 A groan sounded in the distance. 
 Her heart beat quickened. 
 
 Thump..thump..thump..thump… 
 
 Perhaps it wasn ’ t even her own heartbeat. 
 
 She tossed her hair back, as she usually did when she was nervous. 
 “ I don ’ t like this Jacob. ” She turned to him honestly a little freaked out. No one was there. She turned around and saw it. There down the hall she saw legs being pulled away by a dark figure. 
 
 “ Jacob! ” She chased after him. Screaming his name, until she reached the end of the hall. 
 They were gone. 
 Except a hand that reached out and grabbed silenced the scream that was never heard. 
 
 She woke up on a table strapped down. 
 She woke up hoping that it was only a nightmare; but not everyone gets their way. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimly lit room. She found herself strapped down on a metal table. 
 A dark shadow approached her. 
 
 “ Where is he? What have you done with Jacob! Let me go! ” 
 She could see the figure now. It was a clown. She found her lips quivering. 
 The clown quietly laughed. 
 “ I like to see you afraid. ” 
 
 Tammie found a scream escape her. A sharp pain on the face followed. It silenced her. 
 “ Don ’ t you dare scream again or I will cut your tongue out! ” The clown threatened as he held up a knife. 
 “ What did you do to Jacob? ” She managed to whisper. 
 “ What ever do you mean? ” The clown mocked. “ Jacob would never leave you. He would stay with you. He would make sure no one else touched you, forever and ever. ” 
 
 “ Please let Jacob go. Please let me go. Please. ” She sobbed. 
 He reached his hand up to touch her face; but she reacted first. She bit down on his arm. The clown pushed her away and fell backwards in shock. He almost fell in the process. 
 
 Tammie was about to scream again when she realized something had fallen from the clown. 
 On the floor she could barely make out, a zebra print elastic band. 

