In a dark misty graveyard there were four teenage boys Collin, Anthony, Zach, and Alex who were best friends. They heard a tale about a ghost, and they thought that it was all just a story to scare them.
One night, they decided to take a drive and see for themselves that very haunted tunnel they heard about. There was a talk that people would visit the tunnel just to test their courage, but it’s been said that those people that went in would never come out. The four boys didn’t believe in ghosts and laughed about others who were scared of such things, so they thought it would be fun to take a picture of themselves in the tunnel so they could show their friends.
Zach smiled weakly and wiped his brow. There were tears in his eyes. In a faint whisper he said, “then...look at my feet…” The other boys exchanged puzzled glances and their eyes slowly moved down towards his feet. Two white ghostly hands were coming up through the floor of the car. The long, gnarled fingers were tightly gripping his ankles. For a few seconds, his friends were in shock! They started screaming in terror! Forgetting their promise to stick by their friend, the three scrambled to open car doors and fled as fast as their legs could carry them, leaving their friend alone in the car. The boys didn’t stop running until they came to the bottom of the hill. Stopping to catch their breath, the looked at each other with horrified faces! They felt bad that they left their friend, especially after promising they would always have his back. After a while, they cautiously made their way up the hill, and back to the entrance of the tunnel. The car was still sitting there, the headlights on, but Zach was gone. He had vanished. Anthony, Collin, and Alex walked over to the tunnel and started walking in. They got in and they noticed there were rocks falling behind them.
“Let’s get out of here, before we die!” said Anthony
“No, we need to save Zach!” said Alex.