And what really happened, or at least that’s what, or what has been reported by normal people about the events of that night. Sincerely I have no idea where could they get this information but any way, they say that they were trying something new, something dangerous that night. They were planning to do something they planned and practiced for, for days in their little refuge far from inquisitive eyes.

That night it was the full moon. The perfect atmosphere for a sinister, dark thing; the perfect night for black magic, the perfect night for calling a dead spirit from another world, a world beyond any knowledge. They knew that they at exactly midnight strange events started to happen in that place. They knew that before they came and moved there what they judged to be the tortured soul of the murdered nurse came to complain in that place, came right there to scream out loud, to make it self heard.

So at exactly midnight, they all gathered in there little lavatory. The lights went up, and they had been replaced by candle light. And there in the middle of the basement, far from all suspicion they just sat there all immerged in the heavy and scary silence of the night, immerged in the beautiful and hellish red light of the candle, the light that makes everything beautiful, this light that doesn’t really shine, but this light faint light that keeps the corner of a room somber and dark, to give these creatures who live there some privacy. So whenever you stand in a dark room, remember that someone is always watching you. Someone is there watching, you might not know and you might not be aware of it, but you can be sure that this someone is keeping an eye on you, this someone Is moving in the dark, you might be too absorbed to notice, but if you took the time to take a glance you would have seen that thing. You might think I’m talking about the statues in the corner but no, it wasn’t.

Did they ever notice that painting in the corner? That little painting with the portrait of the mysterious woman. She was there looking, and staring with her big blue cold eyes but no one of them suspected her. She watched them practicing for there big project night after night. They didn’t even give any attention to that dark, long and wavy hair or that beautiful at the same time sad and threatening. They never noticed that painting that seemed so alive, very full of life, or shall we say that she was more, she was really alive, or to be more precise this painting was trapping something in it , a soul. At that point they had no idea about what was going on.

An in the silent dark and creepy night, young voices arose to the skies, singing a song or more precisely casting a spell.

“oh you creature lying in the ground! We want to see you rise…………. Oh! People lying in the ground we want to see you rise!”

And there voices rose to embrace the skies and to break the silence. No one has ever knew why they wanted to bring that woman from the dead.

And to tell you the truth I don’t know how the people in this village managed to know some secret details.

Any way let’s come back to our tale. Well the young men just went on and on with there spell waiting for something to happen.

And after fifteen minutes there thoughts started to go dry but they didn’t stop, and they still had faith that all of this was going some where. And it actually did. all of a sudden all the candles just went out and  the room suddenly dawned in the dark. They stood there and there heart all scared and shivering and waiting to see the result. But I think they never knew.

Because that night a piercing loud scream rose in the silence of the night and the sound of the weird creature. Every living soul in the village heard it that night but no one had the courage to go and see what was going on. Every one knew that something bad happened, something happened to the poor orphans, but no one dared to leave his bed especially that that night the roaring of the creature didn’t stop the whole night.

But with the first lights of the sun as it rose in the horizon announcing the beginning of a new day and a new phase, the principle hurried to check on the pupils knowing already what he would found; an empty house, a little building full of evil.

He went in, everything was all in order, everything was in its place, and the little building was very organized, everything was in its place, everything looked normal like if nothing has happened. But is he continued his check he found the door of the basement and on that door was written by blood (or at least what looked like it): “welcome in hell”

Well at that point it didn’t occur to him that it was really blood and he wanted to convince himself that it was a joke, so he stepped in. and there he found an empty room full of smoke and a suffocating smell of burned candle and another odd smell that he couldn’t identify. And the wall he found another message, also written by blood, this message said: “it’s my house now, everyone who would try to tare it down or step in it would face a tragic and hellish end” , this message was right next to a painting , that contained a beautiful dress, but the odd thing about it that no one was wearing this dress, it was a faceless portrait, a portrait without the painted person.

The principle couldn’t stand the smell any more and he went out running to get some fresh air. It is then when other people came to see for themselves what happened and they found the man lying on the floor trying hardly to breath. And finally when he pulled himself together he told them what he had seen and especially about the messages. And the super superstitious village people believed him and no one of them dared to go to that hellish house.   

And according to the old tale, the principle got sick that day. He went home and went right ot his his bed, he got a terrible fever and he was all sweaty and hallucinating. His wife called many doctors to see him, but they didn’t know what was wrong with him and didn’t know what to do, and to be true they thought that his temperature was so high that his brain wouldn’t take it and that he would die within hours. But it didn’t happen. He spent an entire week in his bed shivering and hallucinating without coming up from his coma. And In the eighth night he spent the whole day sick in his bed without any improvements but at night he just woke up from his bed with his eyes all closed and started walking towards the old building, and came back home before the day light. It also went on for a week.

And after two weeks he just woke up for good this time, all the fever was gone, he put on his clothes and went to his job.  Everything went on but at midday the principle went up to the roof of the school and without waiting he through himself and landed on the ground. His head fell on a big rock it exploded like a watermelon. The eye witnesses say that it was very ugly to see.

And seeing the tragic end of the poor guy everyone got more scared of that cursed building and that’s why until this day people are still scared of it; because as they say it’s the portal of hell and it’s full of evil.”