Everyone told him not to take the house but he didn’t listen; the rent was cheap, he’d say. That house was not just any house, it was the house of an eccentric scientist whose ghost was still said to roam around screaming at strangers.
Everything seemed fine, after a good dinner he sat watching the dying embers in the fireplace. Suddenly he heard a scream, he hurried to its direction and pulled back a curtain.
The next morning…
Journalists from all over came with cameras and dictaphones to see the man who finally found the ‘ghost.’ There he was, an overnight sensation, standing besides the cuckoo clock that screamed.
The photo prompts have been given by Ted Strutz at the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and by Enisa at the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW). The word prompt (Curtain) has been given by Six Sentence Stories at Girlie On The Edge.
PS: Due to Internet problems the photos prompts may not load correctly. Please bear with me till the problem resolves. Will re-add them once I get a steady connection.