Haunted: Chapter 6
Title: Haunted (6/?)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Ohno inherits a big and ramshackle mansion from a distant relative, but there is much more in his new house than it seems at first sight.
Rating: PG.
Wordcount: 1114
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and I'm collaborating with zazasukie to make this story even better ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
CHAPTER 6
"I think I'm... sort of locked here," Ohno blinked owlishly looking at the dusty red-brick wall that had appeared in front of him where a few seconds ago he could see the library. "Definitely, exploring this secret passage hasn’t been one of my best ideas," he sighed.
~~
Four hours before
Ohno stopped working on his last figurine when he noticed the hungry growls that were coming from his stomach. He slowly stretched himself trying to relieve his shoulder's stiffness. Afterwards, he cleaned his hands on a ragged cloth and went to the kitchen to prepare his lunch. “I think I’ll make cha-han today”.
He ate happily and cleaned the dirty dishes. That noon, he was thinking of exploring carefully the library that had caught his attention the first night. "Perhaps I'll be able to find something useful about the ghost in the library," he thought walking towards the library.
When he opened the heavy wooden door, Ohno felt again astonished at the sight of the majestic library. He slowly walked around the room, looking with awe at the mahogany bookshelves full of volumes that covered the walls. The sunlight that entered though the big windows bathed the room in its warm light. Ohno sighed happily feeling completely relaxed. He got the nearest volume, sat in a comfy, brown leather armchair and began to read it.
Four hours later, after examining some books that seemed promising, Ohno fixed his gaze in a bookshelf situated in the opposite wall, near one of the big windows. In a corner, almost hidden by the heavy, red velvet curtains, there was an old book that caught his attention.
"It seems different from the other books stored in the library," Ohno got the old book carefully in his hands and blew away the thick dust layer that covered it.
At that moment, he heard a small ‘click’ immediately followed by the sound of an old and heavy door opening. The young man looked, intrigued, at the bookshelf that had slowly begun to move. When it finally stopped, the entrance of an old passage in darkness appeared in front of him.
He pensively looked at the passage, pondering whether he should explore it or not. After some minutes, his curiosity grew stronger than his caution. He put the old book on a little, mahogany table and stuck his head into the dark passage. "It's really dark. I should bring a candle or something similar to light up the path," he thought trying to see the end of the passage with the scarce light coming from the library.
Some minutes later, he returned to the library carrying a candle, some matches and a little bag where he had packed a sandwich in case he got hungry while he was exploring. He lit the candle and entered the passage decisively. At that moment, he heard an evil laugh followed by the sound of the wall moving behind him. He quickly turned around and tried to stop the wall, but he failed. The wall closed in front of him, leaving the young man locked in the darkness.
~~
Current moment
Ohno lit the candle again and raised it, lighting his surroundings. He was in a narrow corridor covered by dust and cobwebs. Beside him was the wall that had moved locking him. At the other side, the corridor seemed to come out onto a room in darkness. The young man cautiously walked through the corridor removing the sticky cobwebs that stood in his way. The room was rather small. There was a wooden desk with its chair, a small, leather sofa and a wooden bookshelf full of books. Everything was covered by a thick dust layer and some cobwebs.
"I wonder what the purpose of this room was." Realizing that the room didn't seem to have an exit, Ohno returned to the beginning of the passage. He carefully touched the wall's rough surface searching for a crack or a bulge, something that would let him open the passage's entrance again.
Half an hour later, after he had checked completely the closed wall, the rest of the corridor and the small room's walls, Ohno sighed sadly, "The walls don't seem to have the solution." He entered the room and looked at the bookshelf "The only thing I haven't revised yet is the room's furniture... perhaps another book will open the wall again," he thought with hope.
He took the old books out of the bookshelf... and only achieved a lot of dust, some sneezes and a pair of teary eyes. "I'm beginning to suspect that this ghost doesn't like me too much," Ohno coughed recalling the satisfied aura filled of malevolence that he felt when the wall moved locking him inside the passage. Dragging his feet, he moved near the old, wooden desk and began to search though the papers and drawers. "Some of these papers are scores," he inspected them closely, "They had some kind of signature... but it's illegible".
Inside the last drawer there was a little, ebony music box. Ohno tried to open it but it was locked and there was no sign of a key in the drawer. "It's beautiful... but not really useful right now," he sighed. The young man put the box again in the drawer and began to examine the desk itself, searching for some kind of mechanism that could open the door.
Ohno realized that he had spent already a few hours locked in that passage when he heard his stomach growling. He glanced at the candle and noticed it was almost burnt down. "What am I going to do now?" he asked himself a bit troubled, "Should I use the remaining light to search again through the passage's walls?"
The young man put the candle on the near table, cleaned his hands on his clothes and unwrapped the sandwich he had brought with him. He sat in the old leather sofa trying not to raise too much dust and put out the candle before it burnt out completely. In the middle of the darkness, he pensively munched his sandwich. "I should have brought an apple or some water with me," he thought beginning to feel rather thirsty.
"I don't think the ghost is really trying to harm me... it didn't feel that way when the wall moved closing the exit... but he surely wants to throw me out… and he is eager to take any chance he can get." He decided to wait for the ghost's next action instead of burning down completely the candle searching for an exit. Ten minutes later, Ohno was snoring lightly, completely asleep on the dirty sofa.
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Ohno inherits a big and ramshackle mansion from a distant relative, but there is much more in his new house than it seems at first sight.
Rating: PG.
Wordcount: 1114
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and I'm collaborating with zazasukie to make this story even better ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
CHAPTER 6
"I think I'm... sort of locked here," Ohno blinked owlishly looking at the dusty red-brick wall that had appeared in front of him where a few seconds ago he could see the library. "Definitely, exploring this secret passage hasn’t been one of my best ideas," he sighed.
~~
Four hours before
Ohno stopped working on his last figurine when he noticed the hungry growls that were coming from his stomach. He slowly stretched himself trying to relieve his shoulder's stiffness. Afterwards, he cleaned his hands on a ragged cloth and went to the kitchen to prepare his lunch. “I think I’ll make cha-han today”.
He ate happily and cleaned the dirty dishes. That noon, he was thinking of exploring carefully the library that had caught his attention the first night. "Perhaps I'll be able to find something useful about the ghost in the library," he thought walking towards the library.
When he opened the heavy wooden door, Ohno felt again astonished at the sight of the majestic library. He slowly walked around the room, looking with awe at the mahogany bookshelves full of volumes that covered the walls. The sunlight that entered though the big windows bathed the room in its warm light. Ohno sighed happily feeling completely relaxed. He got the nearest volume, sat in a comfy, brown leather armchair and began to read it.
Four hours later, after examining some books that seemed promising, Ohno fixed his gaze in a bookshelf situated in the opposite wall, near one of the big windows. In a corner, almost hidden by the heavy, red velvet curtains, there was an old book that caught his attention.
"It seems different from the other books stored in the library," Ohno got the old book carefully in his hands and blew away the thick dust layer that covered it.
At that moment, he heard a small ‘click’ immediately followed by the sound of an old and heavy door opening. The young man looked, intrigued, at the bookshelf that had slowly begun to move. When it finally stopped, the entrance of an old passage in darkness appeared in front of him.
He pensively looked at the passage, pondering whether he should explore it or not. After some minutes, his curiosity grew stronger than his caution. He put the old book on a little, mahogany table and stuck his head into the dark passage. "It's really dark. I should bring a candle or something similar to light up the path," he thought trying to see the end of the passage with the scarce light coming from the library.
Some minutes later, he returned to the library carrying a candle, some matches and a little bag where he had packed a sandwich in case he got hungry while he was exploring. He lit the candle and entered the passage decisively. At that moment, he heard an evil laugh followed by the sound of the wall moving behind him. He quickly turned around and tried to stop the wall, but he failed. The wall closed in front of him, leaving the young man locked in the darkness.
~~
Current moment
Ohno lit the candle again and raised it, lighting his surroundings. He was in a narrow corridor covered by dust and cobwebs. Beside him was the wall that had moved locking him. At the other side, the corridor seemed to come out onto a room in darkness. The young man cautiously walked through the corridor removing the sticky cobwebs that stood in his way. The room was rather small. There was a wooden desk with its chair, a small, leather sofa and a wooden bookshelf full of books. Everything was covered by a thick dust layer and some cobwebs.
"I wonder what the purpose of this room was." Realizing that the room didn't seem to have an exit, Ohno returned to the beginning of the passage. He carefully touched the wall's rough surface searching for a crack or a bulge, something that would let him open the passage's entrance again.
Half an hour later, after he had checked completely the closed wall, the rest of the corridor and the small room's walls, Ohno sighed sadly, "The walls don't seem to have the solution." He entered the room and looked at the bookshelf "The only thing I haven't revised yet is the room's furniture... perhaps another book will open the wall again," he thought with hope.
He took the old books out of the bookshelf... and only achieved a lot of dust, some sneezes and a pair of teary eyes. "I'm beginning to suspect that this ghost doesn't like me too much," Ohno coughed recalling the satisfied aura filled of malevolence that he felt when the wall moved locking him inside the passage. Dragging his feet, he moved near the old, wooden desk and began to search though the papers and drawers. "Some of these papers are scores," he inspected them closely, "They had some kind of signature... but it's illegible".
Inside the last drawer there was a little, ebony music box. Ohno tried to open it but it was locked and there was no sign of a key in the drawer. "It's beautiful... but not really useful right now," he sighed. The young man put the box again in the drawer and began to examine the desk itself, searching for some kind of mechanism that could open the door.
Ohno realized that he had spent already a few hours locked in that passage when he heard his stomach growling. He glanced at the candle and noticed it was almost burnt down. "What am I going to do now?" he asked himself a bit troubled, "Should I use the remaining light to search again through the passage's walls?"
The young man put the candle on the near table, cleaned his hands on his clothes and unwrapped the sandwich he had brought with him. He sat in the old leather sofa trying not to raise too much dust and put out the candle before it burnt out completely. In the middle of the darkness, he pensively munched his sandwich. "I should have brought an apple or some water with me," he thought beginning to feel rather thirsty.
"I don't think the ghost is really trying to harm me... it didn't feel that way when the wall moved closing the exit... but he surely wants to throw me out… and he is eager to take any chance he can get." He decided to wait for the ghost's next action instead of burning down completely the candle searching for an exit. Ten minutes later, Ohno was snoring lightly, completely asleep on the dirty sofa.
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16