Week 7: Horror stories >:D

He was walking down a dark hallway. The sounds of night were the only things to disturb the dead silence. Even though the silence was deafening, he could hear his worst nightmares coming to life. The moaning of the midnight wind. The pitter-patter of little feet on a tile floor. The hollow, haunting giggles coming from the end of the hall. As he walked on, he saw her, standing in the doorway at the end of the hall. She was wearing a red dress and had a teddy-bear clutched in her pale arms. As he came closer, he realized the red dress was actually soaked in blood.