It is evening in Pennsylvania. Below a hill is an old sign reading Welcom to Buried Creek, and upon the small hill is a mansion that is guarded by an old iron fence. The year is 1801. Nothing is really known of what has happened earlier that day or just a few minutes ago. But it is known who is in the mansion and what can be viewed.
Upon the floor is the bloody body of a man. A man well dressed and had his luck brought down by being murdered. Thump! Thump! THUMP! Thumps are heard coming down stairs. The family living in the mansion contained only four. a husband, a bride, and two kids. While the two boys were sleeping in their rooms, from outside, a group of men and women are at the mansion. Without knocking, they come in and stand there, holding weapons and rope. The group has always suspected something evil of the mansion. A woman-dressed in an old grey dress- screamed and pointed to the dining room. After she fainted, the group looked and at the table, seen a man and a woman sitting at the dining table. Both dead, dripping blood. Realizing the only ones missing, the group rushed up stairs and ran into the two boys' rooms. Everything's a blur at this point and the boys are fearing the group that hates them so much. Without warning, a man threw a rope around the thrid floor banister. Tied a second one around it. Yelling threats, the young boy cried.
"I didn't do anything-I didn't-",and stuck the 14 year old boy's head through the noose. Shoved the crying boy over, snap.
"Please-", A second snap is heard which came from the 19 year old son.