One morning on my exploration hiking trek I found a quite renovated house in the old European forest. However I could see that nearly all the windows and main doors were completely broken. Usually I am not afraid nor interested in such things, but there was something alluring and heart racing about that house, it reminded me of my childhood.
When I stepped through devastated doors I felt shivers dancing on my spine. I thanked the God that it was still light outside, I could not ever go in place like this at night! Strangely, everything inside seemed so clean and untouched, I couldn’t even see dust in the air or on the ground. All the shoes in the entrance were organized and kept well.

When I passed the hallway, I heard something bang on the door to my right. The door was transparent and I could see only darkness inside. My heart was racing and I felt sweat on my forehead. Only then I saw that the door was locked. I picked the handle and tried to open it. It was a steep cement staircase with bunch of stuff leading down, but I couldn’t see the thing. It seemed like a cellar and I thought I saw movement. My throat felt dry and it hurt to say a sentence, but I tried to be polite..
Then I saw a strange figure fly from the cellar. As I picked it up I identified it as a male type doll, but it seemed like it was torn apart and then stitched again, the face was painted and molested.. I dropped the doll, saw the light switch hanging on the ceiling and tried to grab it. I nearly fell, but as the light turned on, I couldn’t believe my eyes.. it was a ghost!