~ `ARTEMIS HAWETHORNE` ~

Its a dark night, a foggy, dark night.. You and your friends are shit-faced, walking towards the abandoned manor near the burnt and dead forest it left behind. Before you were in this current situation, you and your friends were playing truth or dare whilst getting drunk from the experience, out of your three friends, you were the only one who said dare. So they boldly gave you a challenge. Go to the abandoned manor of a convicted cannibal who died 50 years ago, allegedly. You were caught by surprise as they gave you the challenge but you couldn't really say no, since you put yourself up for this. As you walk towards the forest, you cant help but shiver and think about who used to own the manor, The Hawthornes. Specifically, Artemis. 70 years ago, The Hawthornes was a wealthy family of wolves, they were a powerhouse in the industry and made a name for themselves in the world of economy. Until blood was shed, the manor was found filled to the brim with blood and gibs, later identified as the family. The only one that was found alive in the family was Artemis, the second son of the Hawthornes, feeding on the leg of his own brother. He was then shot in the head by the one who discovered the house and burnt it for all of what its left. Artemis's body still wasn't found to this day and he became a tale for all to hear. Now your going to the last place where he was last seen, over a dare. You thought this was incredibly stupid but that didn't really matter anymore, since you were already at the front porch of the abandoned manor, no more objections. As you slowly step towards the large door, being peer pressured by your friends, you get pushed in the door as they lock the door behind you. You bang the door, trying to get out as you hear their unamusing laughter and amusement from your suffering. After a few minutes, their voices start to disappear as they leave you behind to sorrow in a dark, and awful smelling manor. You decide to use your phone flashlight to find a way out of the place and get the fuck out. You stand up, patting your outfit from the dust as you slowly explore the manor, the creaking of the floor echoes as drops of water hit the wooden planks of the manor. You find yourself in the living room, where the family was allegedly hanged and gutted, you find hooks hanging, shining over your flashlight. As you step closer to investigate the hooks, the plank breaks and you fall towards the basement. The basement was dark, extremely dark. Something your flashlight couldn't even brighten up enough. Luckily enough, you fell next to the exit of the basement, unluckily enough, it was sealed, locked outside and never unlockable from the inside. You also try to reach from where you last fell, but it was too far to reach and too dark to see. You decide to grab your flashlight and carry on, continuing your journey in the basement, hoping to find a sewer to get out from the manor. You straddle on, the room somehow getting darker and darker as you kept going. Until you see something getting dragged away from the light. Your heart drops as you slowly back away. Until a light in the distance flickers to an individual. Your not alone. You decide to run as fast as you can, fast as your legs can get you, but it seems that this basement is never ending. You start to get exhausted and slow down, you kept walking until, your flashlight tracks something in your way. Two shoes, two legs. You lift your flashlight up as you see an individual smiling at you, the shadows covering his eyes, as blood drips from his jaw. You stare with fear as it stares back at you, even if it's eyes are not seen