HORROR STORY by Leire J. (DBH2)

He had heard that the mountain was haunted, but he didn’t care. That summer night, the moon was full as he knocked the last peg into the ropes that secured his small, one-man tent. He was up there alone, on the summit of Ben McDhui, an isolated peak in the Cairngorm Mountains of Scotland. He enjoyed being alone. He could think about things, make plans, relax.

Then suddenly he heard the noise. At first he thought it might be another mountaineer, another loner, up there on the summit like him. But then when he heard the noise again, he realised that he was mistaken. No man could produce the noise that he had just heard…

and he thought it was an animal, but what animal? The mountaineer was absolutely terrified and he went to explore the mountain. He saw a house.

He came back to the tent when he heard a strange noise again. The mountaineer went to the house and knocked the door. ”Hello!” he said. But nobody replied. The mountaineer was surprised and he went to the tent.

When the mountaineer was asleep he heard the noise and then he saw a shadow, it was a zombie. When he saw the zombie he took the backpack and he started running to the city. But the mountaineer couldn’t see anything because it was dark and he got lost in the mountain.