Jack gazed up at the sky, watching the clouds swirl strangely above the property. “Are you getting this?” He asked Ash, his cameraman.
Ash nodded behind his camera. “Yeah, man.” He zoomed in on the estate’s magnificent structure for a moment before focusing it on Jack.
Jack leaned into the camera and recited in his storytelling voice.
The Winston Estate or it was called until Wilbur Winston’s family of six was brutally slaughtered here in the 1930’s. After months of investigating, detectives gave up and filed their murders under cold case. Once a magnificent property that hosted grand parties is now an abandoned useless property at the edge of town. It is told that the ghosts of Mr. and Mrs. Winston along with their four children still haunt this place.
Jack stepped back, his face serious. “Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight on Really, Ghost?, we will explore the Winston Estate to find out the truth about this ghost tale once and for all.” He turned toward the front door and signaled Ash to follow.
Ash gulped. “Here goes nothing.”
Stay tuned for Part 2…
This story was originally published on March 17, 2015.
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, a flash fiction challenge hosted by Priceless Joy from 2015-2019. In this prompt, we are challenged to write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) using the photo prompt given.