Hello there. My name is Jasper Young. I’m a 15 year old, male student in my school. Along with myself, in my life were my family; my mom and my little sister, Rose, she is 7 years old. Rose is a sweet little girl; she is my life. Just recently though, I received strange news. Apparently one of my friends, Mary, found this torn down stage. Of course I had to investigate it, see it with my own eyes. But what happened to us that day I will never forget…
It was a normal day for myself, the weather was sunny and our small town was quiet. I was sitting down on my bed as usual, looking at pictures on my laptop. Most teenagers my age would have a life, a job if anything, but me, I was different. I loved the supernatural and the abandoned; those are the only things that I would go out for. Recently though, nothing interesting has happened to me, nothing scary at all. I sighed and closed my laptop, all the pictures on it were dumb and didn’t even make me shiver. I was bored, so I got up and went downstairs to eat.
As I arrived downstairs, I got out a pizza and placed it in the oven. I went towards a chair and sat down on it, waiting for the pizza to finish. That’s when, to my surprise, my phone rang. I quickly grabbed it off of the counter and placed it to my ear, just to hear a familiar voice.
“Jasper!” the voice said. A small smile appeared on my face, since I knew who it was.
“Mary, why do ya’ sound so happy?” I asked. I heard Mary giggle a bit on the other end.
“You won’t believe what I found!” Mary told me in a strangely happy voice. I thought for a bit; normally when Mary sounded like this, she found a jackpot.
“What did ya’ find Mary?!” I asked, wanting to find out.
“Well, I was taking a small walk then I found a small trail. I decided to follow it and I found this old, half-torn building,” Mary told me. My eyes lit up, this was amazing. Something abandoned that’s near us? “I’m actually wanting to show you in person, you wouldn't mind right?" she continued.
“Of course I wouldn’t mind! Show me!” I told her.
“Okay, meet me at my house at 4:00!” she told me.
“See you then.” I smiled.
The sound of her hanging up her phone happened and I thought to myself. I was excited about it; this could be something that could actually scare me. Then the oven beeped and I took out the pizza, knowing that I had a few good minutes to eat before I had to go to Mary’s.
A few minutes later I sprinted up my stairs and into my room to grab my camera and jacket. If I was going somewhere frightening for once, I had to record; it was an instinct of mine. I went back down the stairs and towards the kitchen door to get to Mary’s.
“Where are you going?” I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw Rose standing there, her arms crossed. I looked in her eyes.
“I’m going out with Mary for a bit. I’ll be back later,” I told her. She stomped her foot angrily.
“No fair! You always get to have fun!” Rose pouted. I thought, looking for an excuse.
“Don’t even think of an excuse Jasper! You have a camera with you! You only take that with you when you do something fun!” Rose whined.
“Sis, please don’t-” I started. She interrupted me with one of those “begging acts.”
“Please! I’ll be good! Let me go!” She cried. I sighed and got down to her height.
“You promise?” I asked. She nodded quickly and I grabbed her hand.
“Okay, now keep hold of me; we’re going to Mary’s first.” I told her. She nodded and we both walked out the door.
It only took about 6 minutes to arrive at Mary’s house. When we got there, we both walked up to Mary’s door and knocked.
“Yo Mary!” I shouted. After I knocked, we waited, but got no reply. I felt Rose tug on my leg.
“Jasper, is she even here?” she asked. I shrugged, maybe she was asleep? I knocked again, except this time her mom answered. Her eyes looked directly at us both.
“Is Mary with you?” she asked. I shook my head.
“No, she said she would be here,” I replied. Her mother grew a worried expression and looked down. Then I realized something: if she wasn’t here, then where was she?
“Did she ever come back home?” I asked. Her mother shook her head.
“No, like I said, I thought she was with you two,” she mumbled.
“I understand, thank you.” I told her mom. I knew that there was only one place she could still be at, the building. Maybe she was still there, looking around.
“Well, if you see her, tell her to come home immediately. I have food ready!” Her mom sighed, closing the door. I looked at my sister and picked her up.
“What now, Jasper?” Rose asked.
“I have a feeling I know where she is. Now, where we are going is scary, so keep close to me at all times.” I instructed. I heard silence which meant that she understood. I sighed and started to walk down the road with her on my back. I took Mary’s regular trail of where she walked, and ended up finding the trail. It was a small one like she said.
“This should be it.” I mumbled. We both started to walk down the trail. As we went on the trees seemed to have drooped, and the wind moved the small limbs that they had.
“T-This is scary.” Rose said shakily. I had to agree, it was scary but was a very great sight; it even made me shake. Soon enough, we came up to a small fence. It had vines and other plant life growing over it.
“Oh, how are we supposed to get around this?” I asked myself.
“Jasper, look at what I found!” Rose said. I looked over and smiled, a place in the fence was cut.
“Great eye sis!” I walked over to the open part of the fence and looked at Rose.
“Okay, you first,” I told her. She looked at me, fear in her eyes.
“B-But, it’s scary,” she told me.
“I will be behind you, go,” I replied. After a few seconds of hesitation, she started to crawl through the cut open part of the fence. I watched closely as she made it through, I followed and made my way through as well.
“Okay, now we have to-” I started, just to see Rose, she was running into the building.
“Hey! Wait!” I heard her shout as she made it in.
“Rose!” I shouted, getting up and running after her. I ran up the stairs to get to the door, along the way, the stairs almost broke underneath of me, I told her to stay close and she takes off?! I growled angrily as I made it into the building. It was somewhat dark inside, and it reeked of mold and decay.
“Rose?” I whispered, stepping further into the room. I looked around and objects became visible as my vision adjusted.
All around me were props, probably used for magic or plays. They looked pretty terrifying; it looked as if they were looking directly at me. I shook my head and took my focus back to my sister, who was still missing inside the building. I heard something from the left of me and I turned to see a door cracked slightly open.
“Rose?” I asked, walking towards the door. I opened the door the rest of the way and walked in, a sudden eerie feeling went through my body as I was enveloped in darkness. I knew that, since I couldn’t see, the camera could help.
I grabbed out my camera and turned it on, the light illuminating from it allowing me to see. My eyes widened as I noticed that there was 3 more doors, which told me that the building was huge. I knew that my sis wasn’t in this room, so she had to be in one of the others. I went towards the one on the left, it was locked. I grunted and went to the one on the right, just like the left one, it was locked also.
I kicked the wall and sighed.
“ROSE! MARY! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!” I screamed. When I screamed, it echoed in the room. I growled, frustrated and worried. That’s when I remembered that there was one more door.
“Maybe, just maybe…” I thought, walking towards the door. I twisted the knob and to my surprise, it opened. Inside of the room a giant hole in the ceiling made the room light up. I smiled and continued to record everything. The whole room looked cool; the vines taking it completely over gave it a great look. That’s when something snapped me out of my trance: it sounded like crying, familiar crying.
“Rose?” I asked, looking around the room. I could hear her, but I couldn’t find her, that’s when I saw a shadow. It was behind a rather large rock, possibly a prop. To my shock, the figure was Rose, she was in a ball crying.
“Rose?!” I asked. She seemed to jump when she heard me, her eyes were puffy and red from crying.
“J-Jasper-” she sniffled. I ran up to her hugging her close, she cried into my shoulder.
“I’m so happy you’re okay!” I sighed, moving out of the hug. Something seemed off about her, she shook under my touch.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, worried about her.
“H-He wanted to show me a magic trick. H-He-” She tried to continue but broke down into tears again.
“Who wanted to show you a magic trick?” I asked, angry at who would hurt her. I heard her stop crying and she became stiff. I looked in her eyes, they showed extreme fear.
“H-Him…” she said shakily, pointing behind me.
My eyes widened and I turned around quickly, coming eye to eye with a man, he wore a magician suit. He had white hair and green eyes that glared into my soul.
I grabbed Rose and got up to my feet.
“Who are you!?” I asked, glaring at the man. He didn’t respond, if anything, he just stared, observing our every move.
“I said, who are you!?” I shouted, getting incredibly mad. He chuckled a bit.
“My name is Papagrande,” he told me. I wanted to chuckle at the name, but for some reason, I felt too scared.
“What do you want?” I asked cautiously.
His grin widened and he raised a staff like thing and whacked me against the head with it, knocking me out cold.
I woke up a hour later. As I opened my eyes, my vision was incredibly blurry, and all I could see was the outline of things around me. Soon my vision regained focus and I gasped. All around me were organs, props with people inside of them and more. I tried to move, just for nothing to happen.
“W-What?” I thought. I looked down and I noticed I was tied to a chair. I felt fear rise in me and I thrashed around, trying to break the chair.
“J-Jasper, it’s no use,” I heard. I turned my head to my left, trying to find where the sound came from.
“Mary!?” I shouted. It was Mary, she was hanging by her feet and chained over a glass box prop filled with water. My breathing went heavy. I was incredibly scared.
“I-I’m so sorry Jasper, h-he wanted more victims. I tried to escape. I was caught,” she said shakily. I was about to say something then the door swung open. To my disgust, Papagrande had my terrified sister.
“N-No, let her go!” I shouted. Papagrande smirked and placed her inside of a box, one of those that magicians would use to cut somebody in half.
“What are you doing!?” I asked, my hands tightening. Papagrande locked the box and walked over to me.
“Wanna see a magic trick?” he asked me. I shook my head quickly and breathed quickly. He frowned and growled.
“Too bad! Let the trick begin!” Papagrande laughed, getting out a large saw. It looked rusty and sharp, with dried blood on it.
I began to struggle violently.
“What are you going to do with that?!” I asked, afraid. He walked over to Rose, lining the saw up with the middle of the box. My eyes widened in horror.
“No! Leave her alone! Don’t touch her!” I screamed. He looked up at me.
“I’m not gonna hurt her. For long.” He laughed, starting to saw into the box. I could do nothing but watch as he sawed deeper. It wasn’t long until her pain filled screams filled the room. Blood splattered out of the box as he sawed deeper and deeper. I thrashed in the chair, her blood was all over me and my eyes were swollen from the tears.
“NO STOP! PLEASE! I’M BEGGING YOU!” I screamed, my chair falling backwards from my thrashing. All he did in response was laugh, I cried harder as blood splattered around me as well, coloring the decayed floor red.
Soon the saw stopped and I heard footsteps. I closed my puffy eyes when I felt him pull the chair up. I didn’t even dare open my eyes; I didn’t want to see anything.
“Come on kiddo, do you like my trick?” he asked.
I looked down, I felt a hand slap me and my eyes snapped open. My eyes stayed wide and my mouth went agape, articles of my sister’s clothing were strewed around the room, but that’s not what got me. My sister being sawed in half and her body put out for display was what got me. It made me sick to remember it even now.
“I thought you would kiddo.” He laughed, walking over to Mary who screeched in panic. I couldn’t say anything else, I was too choked up to even cry, or speak.
“No! Don’t touch me! You freak!” Mary cried. Papagrande slapped her, then forced a blood soaked rag in her mouth.
“This one is called ‘The Watery Grave.’” He laughed, going towards a lever which the chain was attached to.
“No, please.” I sobbed. Papagrande only pulled the lever, forcing her head first into the tank. She thrashed and thrashed. A few minutes later, she stopped struggling and went still. I knew that I was next.
I looked down again, waiting for my demise. I heard his footsteps, and to my shock the ropes loosened and he threw me into a wall. I clutched my arm in pain and looked up at him; he hovered over me, his grin huge and insane.
"Ya know, I have something special for you." The magician smirked. I looked down, not making eye contact with him. I felt him slap me.
"Go ahead, run kiddo, tell your friends to come and see my magic tricks!" He laughed manically. I took no chances, and got the hell out of there.
I didn’t stop running, not a single second. My legs were sore and my eyes were burning. I ran into my house, took off my shirt, pants and more. I burned the clothes in my fireplace and went around my house, locking all of my windows, doors and more.
Right now, as I write this, I’m waiting for my mom to come home. I’ve called the police, and I hope that they can solve everything. If this man who calls himself Papagrande evades them, then I have some advice in case you meet him.
This man is a sadist. He will screw with your mind and life. Please, whatever you do, do everything you can to keep him from showing you his “magic tricks”.