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-2014-: A Haunted House 2

The old Asher place had stood empty for thirty-seven years. When Steve bought it at auction for back taxes, the townies just shook their heads. “You don’t know what you’re dragging home,” old Mrs. Cutter warned from her porch. Steve laughed. He was a skeptic, a part-time magician who made balloon animals at kids’ parties. Ghosts? Please.

The video cut to a Ouija board planchette sliding on its own, spelling out “MORE SCARES.” A chandelier fell in slow motion—but a cushion landed exactly where it hit. A ghostly figure in a bedsheet stood by the stairs, holding a clapboard that read: TAKE 2 . a haunted house 2 -2014-

The first night, he set up a cot in the living room. Around 2:14 a.m., the grandfather clock—which had no weights or pendulum—chimed fourteen times. Then all the drawers in the kitchen slid open in unison, like a slow-motion wave. Steve filmed it on his phone, posted it with the caption “Old house sounds,” and went back to sleep. The old Asher place had stood empty for thirty-seven years

The tape showed a family—mom, dad, two kids—sitting on the same living room floor where Steve’s cot now sat. They looked exhausted. Dark circles. Twitching. Then a title card appeared, handwritten in marker: A HAUNTED HOUSE 2 — 2014 — Cutter warned from her porch

The second night, the piano played itself. Not a song—just one note. Middle C. Over and over. Steve unplugged the piano from the wall. It had never been electric. He slept in his car.

Steve laughed. Then he noticed the date burned into the bottom of the frame: 10/31/2014. And in the corner of the video, reflected in a dark window, stood a figure that looked exactly like him—wearing the same clothes he had on right now.

The old Asher place had stood empty for thirty-seven years. When Steve bought it at auction for back taxes, the townies just shook their heads. “You don’t know what you’re dragging home,” old Mrs. Cutter warned from her porch. Steve laughed. He was a skeptic, a part-time magician who made balloon animals at kids’ parties. Ghosts? Please.

The video cut to a Ouija board planchette sliding on its own, spelling out “MORE SCARES.” A chandelier fell in slow motion—but a cushion landed exactly where it hit. A ghostly figure in a bedsheet stood by the stairs, holding a clapboard that read: TAKE 2 .

The first night, he set up a cot in the living room. Around 2:14 a.m., the grandfather clock—which had no weights or pendulum—chimed fourteen times. Then all the drawers in the kitchen slid open in unison, like a slow-motion wave. Steve filmed it on his phone, posted it with the caption “Old house sounds,” and went back to sleep.

The tape showed a family—mom, dad, two kids—sitting on the same living room floor where Steve’s cot now sat. They looked exhausted. Dark circles. Twitching. Then a title card appeared, handwritten in marker: A HAUNTED HOUSE 2 — 2014 —

The second night, the piano played itself. Not a song—just one note. Middle C. Over and over. Steve unplugged the piano from the wall. It had never been electric. He slept in his car.

Steve laughed. Then he noticed the date burned into the bottom of the frame: 10/31/2014. And in the corner of the video, reflected in a dark window, stood a figure that looked exactly like him—wearing the same clothes he had on right now.

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