Short Story: The Author’s Attic

Why did I agree to this dare? Was it the mystery, the rumours, or its intriguing backstory behind this famous house?         Creak! Creak! Creak! The prolonged, piercing racket swirled in the spine-chilling breeze each occasion my foot touched the weathered, fragile, moss-covered deck. I studied every inch of the outer structure of the mysterious …