The Haunted House It was a hot, sticky July evening and the day that John moved into what was said to be a old haunted house. It all started one night when he was watching TV and he heard something. It seemed as if the noise was coming from the basement down the hall. John wasn't worried. He picked up a maglite from off of the kitchen counter and walked toward the basement door. He opened the door slowly hoping that the noise he heard was a heater vent and not a ghost. He didn't see much so he figured that it was in his best interest to look around and find out if the house was actually haunted and that it wasn't his friends messing with him.